So you really came.
A soft voice drifted through the garden, gentle at first, yet carrying a deadly edge beneath it.
My fiancé invited me to tea. Why would I refuse?
I answered with a smile as I sat down across from her.
Don't smile at me, you worthless human piece of garbage.
Celestine's voice trembled with irritation and anger.
Celestine Elowyn Crestfall.
My fiancée. The beautiful heroine I'd always admired.
Red eyes glowing like rubies, long white hair falling like winter snow, wrapped in the aura of elegance and noble dignity.
Is that something you should be saying to your fiancé? How rude of you, Celestine.
Don't worry. I'll let it slide this time.
I sipped the tea she had prepared.
I've heard what you've done… I trusted you. I even thought the rumors were lies. But garbage like you doesn't deserve to be part of the empire.
Trust, huh? I thought.
Ever since you met the protagonist, you started acting strange. Day by day, the distance between us grew…and I never noticed until you were already far, far away.
Chuckles.
Are you even listening to what I'm saying?
AHAHAHAHAHAHA—
Celestine flinched, her expression twisting from rage to fear at my sudden laughter.
You've gone crazy… He was right. I should've taken his warning not to trust you.
Something inside me snapped. My laughter stopped, and my gaze turned cold enough to freeze the air.
Um… Don't do anything stupid, Damian Blackthorne Varrick. You know full well you're in Crestfall territory.
My gaze softened—not out of fear, but acceptance. She even called me by my full name.
I already knew how this will end.
Khak-khak.
Blood dripped from my lips.
So this is it, I thought.
I knew the moment I received her invitation. I was going to die.
Khak-khak… khak-khak.
The poison worked faster than expected.
My vision blurred.
My body weakened with every heartbeat.
Goodbye, Damian Blackthorne Varrick. This world doesn't need garbage like you.
I smiled faintly as the darkness crept in.
Sorry… Celestine…
THUD.
A body hit the garden floor.
Ending #????: The Damned yet Innocent
Completion Rank: S
Completion Rate: 98.9%
Remark: You are almost there. Just a few more percent.
Damn it!
A man spat a curse into the empty void.
Wonderful performance as you always would, dear user.
Aw, fuck you, you shitty system.
I clicked my tongue.
This had been my last plan—and it still failed miserably.
"I can complete it," they said.
Worry not, dear user. A few more retries and you will definitely complete the task!
Yeah right…
I'd been trapped in this godforsaken game too long. So long I'd lost count.
If you had given me a much easier task, we wouldn't be doing this again.
Request denied. It is absolute and predetermined, hence cannot be removed nor changed.
Yeah, yeah. Stop repeating the same line every run. It pisses me off.
Affirmative.
Jelial Magic Academy.
A game where the hero attends a magic school, fights demons, romances heroines, and saves the world.
A generic plot—yet everyone falls for the beautiful heroines.
I was no exception.
[Quest: Lead the protagonist to a happy ending and find true love]
[Reward: Return to the original world, one wish]
I underestimated it.
My first thought? Easy. Feed the protagonist hidden items, let him handle the work, then claim the reward.
That was the plan.
Hey, system.
You called?
Is there really no other way? I'm tired.
I'm so damn tired of looping this story with you.
This endless regression will break me someday.
As much as I want to help, dear user, this task is fixed and therefore cannot be chang—oh?
For the first time ever, that monotone, robotic voice… sounded surprised.
What happened? Why do you sound like that?
Then… it is possible now, right?
We can change it.
We can finally change it… right?
Your prediction is impressive, dear user. Yes, we can now alter the task… somehow…
What's the catch?
You don't suddenly offer mercy after years of torment.
Tell me straight.
I don't know, dear user. Changing the task will lead to an unpredictable outcome—one I may or may not understand.
So you're saying… you have no idea what happens to me after this?
Correct.
Then change it.
A wonderful decis—wait, what?
Do it. Now.
I've repeated every day in that game.
Every action.
Every death.
Suffered every outcome imaginable.
Tell me, system what's worse than this?
…
As much as I want to persuade you otherwise, your voice is filled with determination.
I understand.
Let's do it one last time, dear user.
A blue fluorescent screen materialized in front of me, its glow washing over the empty space like cold moonlight.
Sacrifice EX Skill: Retry → ???
Yes / No
I didn't hesitate. My finger moved on its own.
Yes.
Snap.
The sound echoed like the cracking of fate itself.
My vision fractured.
My consciousness slipped away—
and once again, I fell back into the game's world.
…
…
The darkness receded.
The system's voice whispered faintly, softer than ever—almost human.
The final run of our lives, dear user.
Let's make it count.
I've bet everything on you.
Hello dear readers ( if y'all exist)
I'm back
Why? Because I want to write again
See you again next time........