On my wedding day, my best friend and fiancé teamed up to push me down the stairs.
Only as I lay dying did I learn that I was their designated target, marked for death on their "mission list."
When I opened my eyes again, I was back three months earlier, with a [Truth Livestream System] in my mind.
Whenever my emotions surge, it livestreams crucial scenes from my first-person perspective
In front of the whole internet, I "accidentally" exposed their private conversation;
At a family meeting, I "inadvertently" showed everyone the chat logs where my best friend smeared me;
And at a business bidding event, I livestreamed her tampering behind the scenes.
The points viewers tipped me could actually be exchanged for [Clue Hints].
I gradually discovered that my best friend was a transmigrator carrying the [Supporting Female Character's Comeback System],
my fiancé was a schemer coveting my family's fortune,
and my mother, who died young, seemed to have been killed by a similar "plot device."
The aloof director who appeared out of nowhere privately warned me: "Your livestream has gone offline."
He turned out to be a [System Inspector] from the world of transmigrators.
Together, we set a trap and lured our targets in with a "double livestream"
We appeared to livestream a new product launch, while secretly broadcasting the rival's entire operation to steal confidential information.
A million viewers watched the twist unfold at once, and the story took the whole internet by storm.
But the [Pen of the Heart Abyss] behind the transmigrator quietly emerged,
and my mother's notes revealed a harsher truth:
This world was being quietly rewritten by multiple layers of "narrative."
And the "key" awakening in my bloodline
was the only hope of healing the wounds in the "door."
"They want to write my ending, but I will livestream their
