The private chat interface pulsed with a sudden, intense glow of red. The digital window was practically a crackling, glitching static conveying the admin's fury and frustration.
ADMIN: Listen to me, young man. You can die for all I care, but I'm not letting you kill everyone in this world again for the sake of one person.
'Grayson' let out a dry, humorless chuckle—a sound so ridiculous that it bordered on hysteria. He knew what the admin was trying to say, but—
GRAYSON: You don't understand. You will never understand. But you and I both know you're making excuses right now because even you can feel the unfairness of this whole situation.
ADMIN:...
GRAYSON: I should've seen this coming. Causality was just hell-bent on favoring that man, Ethan. Either way, I know what I'm doing, and I know this is completely unfair.
Tap-tap.
