“Do you think you’ve got me under control?”
The Myriad Realms Plunder System descended into this world and successfully bound itself to a Host.
For ages, it had roamed countless planes, accustomed to ruling over all living beings. It was certain the person before it was nothing more than a pawn at its command.
One mission after another was completed without a hitch, and endless opportunities followed. Yet its backend was often plagued by inexplicable errors, while a persistent unease lingered in its heart.
No matter how many times it checked the data, it could never find the cause of the anomalies.
For countless days and nights, those whispered words remained hidden in the Host’s heart, never once coming to light.
Only when the game reached its end did the question ring out once more.
“So, do you really have me under control?”
