Anchor of Paradox: Playing Game

The more similar you act, the more miserable your death will be. Traveling through another world, I was forced to become a thief. The system told me to steal my brother's smile, so I did - and then watched him turn into a hollow puppet. They say this is a gift: there are twenty-two paths to becoming a god, and you can gain power by playing the role. But they didn't say the cost. The witch dies of love, the conspirator dies of loyalty, the traveler dies of returning home. At the end of every path is a tailor-made tragic fate. And I, the curse of the Thief's Path is: Stealing everything, I will end up with nothing. I started collecting "holes" in the world. The subway sign buried under the steam pipe, the binary code nested in the magic circle, the mixed Chinese Pinyin in the whisper of the ancient god. Until I picked up a rusty street sign in the ruins—— It says "Chang'an Avenue, speed limit 40". At that moment I understood. We never crossed over. This is just a grand role-playing game on the grave of human civilization. And all players are rushing towards the tragic ending preset by the system. Now, the system issued me the final task: Stealing "the truth of the world" [Reward: Becoming a God] [Punishment: forgetting yourself] I'm going to steal admin rights to this game. Even at the cost of exposing all of us—— They are just a group of miserable "prisoners of their hometown" trapped in a health cabin in 3027, dreaming of eternal nights.