Ryan leaned forward slightly. "Explain." The mechanical voice responded. "For now, the host will not receive system tasks." Ryan blinked. "No tasks?" "Correct." That answer surprised him. Ever since obtaining the system, his life had revolved around tasks. Every achievement, reward, and mil

Ryan's eyes narrowed slightly as he heard what Marcus said on the other end of the line. Marcus truly believed he had won. He believed Ryan was desperate, helpless, and completely trapped. Marcus continued talking confidently, completely unaware that he was walking directly into the trap Ryan had

"What I should have done a long time ago, stopping him permanently." The answer did little to reassure her. She remained silent for several moments before asking the question that had been bothering her ever since he walked into the room. "Why don't you just leave him alone?" She asked. Ryan pau

His fingers tightened firmly around it. Then he took several steps backward. Ryan stopped. His expression darkened. "What are you doing?" he asked. Marcus didn't answer immediately. Instead, he walked toward an old metal chair positioned near the center of the warehouse. When he reached it, h

Marcus's smile vanished. The remaining attackers instinctively took several steps backward. Uncertainty appeared on their faces. Ryan slowly straightened his back. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and bruises had already begun forming across his body. Yet despite his injuries, th