"Don't you think we are doing too much?" Harris asked as he watched the scene unfolding in front of him. He was the Beta, and even he felt a flicker of unease as he looked at Alpha Zion. Zion didn't stop, his face was twisted into a mask of pure disgust and annoyance while he and the others continued to stomp on Eren with everything they had. Zion looked up for a moment, his eyes cold and unforgiving. "What is enough? This is nothing. I am the Alpha of this city and the Alpha of this academy. I am the son of the President. As an Alpha, if I command anyone to die, regardless of their rank or if they are just a lowly Omega, they die. So keep going, go ahead and stomp on him."Harris hesitated, looking down at the broken boy on the grass. "But Alpha, did you actually confirm he did it?" Zion didn't even blink as he delivered another blow. "I don't care if he did it or not, the fact is my mate was harassed," Zion snapped. "The moment he touched my mate, his death sentence was signed. How

Helen and Victoria shared a look of pure, hateful anger. Their faces turned deep red as they stepped closer to him. "How dare you raise your voice at us?" Helen hissed, her voice shaking because of her pride. "A simple Omega, a Rank E, standing here and daring to yell? Who gave you the right to even look us in the eye, let alone speak to us like that? You are nothing but the dirt we walk on." Eren stood his ground, his lips pressed together, refusing to give them an answer. However, his heart beat against his ribs like a trapped bird.Just as the tension reached a breaking point, the doors to the game house slid open. Victoria and Helen quickly changed their expressions, standing up straight and acting polite as someone walked in. Eren turned toward the door and saw Olivia. She was wearing a simple robe, and her long hair was wet and sticking to her shoulders as if she had just finished a private shower."You people should stop treating him that way," Olivia said, her voice smooth and

Eren's eyelids felt heavy, glued together by the metallic crust of dried blood or at least, that was the memory his brain was clinging to. When he finally forced them open, the blinding, harsh sun of the field was gone. Instead, he was staring at the familiar, cracked wooden ceiling of the Omega quarters.He sat up with a jolt, his breath hitching in his throat. He waited for the agony to rip through his chest, for the sensation of his ribs grinding against each other, but nothing came. He raised his hands, turning them over in the dim light. There were no bruises. No cuts. No dirt under his fingernails. His skin was as smooth as if he had spent the day resting."I thought I died," he whispered, his voice raspy but clear. "I could swear I wasn't dreaming. I felt the boots. I felt the blood."He looked around the small, cramped room, wondering how he had even gotten back here. That was when he noticed it. Floating directly in his line of sight was a glowing cyan screen. It hovered in t

Congratulations! You have unlocked: Charm]The message stayed for a moment before disappearing into the air. Eren stared at the empty space, a bitter, nervous laugh coming from his lips. "What kind of task is this?" he whispered, pacing around the small room. "I haven't spoken to a girl in months, let alone tried to win one over. This is impossible."But even as he complained, a chill ran down his back. He remembered the vultures. He remembered the feeling of his own life leaking into the dry dirt of the field. He couldn't afford to doubt anymore; the system didn't care about his fears. It only cared about results."What happens if I fail?" he asked the empty room.The blue screen appeared instantly, the text looking sharp and mean.[System Notice: You will face another level of pain. The cycle of the field will repeat, even worse than before.]"No," Eren gasped, reaching out as if to push the memory away. "No more. I won't go back to that. I'll do it. I'll finish the task."He looked

Eren stared at the digital screen, his mind moving faster than it ever had during those painful climbs up the academy stairs. The system hadn't mentioned a limit. It didn't say there was a cap on how many hearts he could catch or how many rewards he could collect. At first, the money felt like a ghost story I a mean trick made to give him hope before the vultures came back."At least I won't have to feel my bones breaking again," he whispered, his voice shaking with both relief and the fear of what he had been through.The sharp ring of his phone broke his thoughts. It was a normal sound, but it felt like a thunderclap in the quiet hut. He pulled the phone from his pocket, his thumb hanging over the screen. When the display lit up, he saw the message sitting there, cold and real.Balance: $10,000.00.Eren's grip loosened. The phone slipped from his fingers, hitting the dirt floor, but he didn't even notice. He pushed his palms against his mouth, holding back a cry that was part sob an