[Warning: Not a Sweet Romance | Anti-System | Technology Overwhelms All | Awakening in a Virtual World]
For two nights in a row, I dream of the same savage ritual.
The shadow on the altar tells me, “It’s you.”
When I open my eyes again, I’ve arrived in the Beast World, a sacrifice offered to the young lord of the Black Lions.
The System binds itself to me too late: [Win him over and max out his favorability, and you can go home.]
But the moment his favorability reaches the top, I don’t return home. Instead, I find myself in a “fake modern world” riddled with glitches.
I laugh.
“System, the game is over.”
“Now it’s my turn.”
