Cheers to Heaven

On the first day of time travel, the system gave me four blessings. The next day, it drove me to die. In a world where everyone monitors and hunts system hosts, I am bound to the system. The more you seek death, the stronger you become, and the stronger you become, the more dangerous you become. The patrol patrol searched for my signal. The evaluator picked apart my behavior. The abnormal data my sister is chasing is me. Even this body is not mine - I am just an impostor occupying the magpie's nest. The system said: I will not give up on you. Good words. But then I discovered - don't give up ≠ protect ≠ don't kill. It just says: You are mine.