2026-02-12 23:55:52ERROR! THE SYSTEM IS BEING CORRUPTED!
Ethan froze. His vision blurred as the screen in front of him shuddered violently. Numbers, bars, and words flickered like broken neon. RESISTING CORRUPTION… He clenched his fists. Something was trying to rewrite his system, something he couldn't control. RESISTANCE FAILED. CORRUPTION: 20% → 40% → 70% → 85% → 95% → 100% The digits blinked faster, almost mocking him. His stomach twisted with a mix of anticipation and unease. He didn't panic. That wasn't his style. CORRUPTED SYSTEM COMPLETED! A new window opened before him, edges glowing faintly. Ethan blinked and leaned closer. Name: Ethan Jones Title: Villain: The Grand Instigator Class: Instigator Level: 1 HP: 100/100 MP: 50/50 He swallowed. Villain? Instigator? The words hit him like ice water. "Wasn't that horned cat told us to be Heroes?" He asked himself. Skills flashed on the screen in a neat column. Skills: WHISPERED PROVOCATION (E) Subtly provoke a target, increasing hostility toward another. SEED OF DISCORD (E) Plant lingering doubt, slightly reducing trust between two targets. FALSE NARRATIVE (E) Fabricate or distort information, obscuring the truth. CHAIN REACTION (E) Intensify ongoing conflict, escalating emotions and aggression. SMOKESCREEN TRUTH (E) Conceal your involvement in events. READ THE ROOM (E) Detect hidden tension, rivalry, or exploitable emotions. PANIC SPREAD (E) Induce unease, increasing fear and disorganization. All his skills are labeled growth-type. He leaned back and let a slow, crooked smile spread across his face. "So I'm the guy causing chaos while everyone else plays the hero... huh?~" He rubbed his temples. "Boredom just leveled up. This is.... interesting." A sharp DINGGGG cut through the silence. A hologram shimmered to life, a small horned cat with a black, glitching body. Its pixels shifted and fractured, stuttering like a corrupted video feed. "Due to unknown interference, Player Ethan's system quest will differ from the others." it stammered, voice skipping. "The penalty for failing each quest is death." Ethan's grin faltered for a fraction of a second. Death? That was serious! Not some tutorial threat, not a symbolic warning. This is real and permanent. He was inwardly shaken but he's not scared. "Well..." he said, shrugging, "guess boredom just got dangerous. Well, at least it won't be boring..." Another DINGGGG, and the hologram convulsed with static. "You will be transported into the Players Lobby with all who survived." White light swallowed him whole. It burned, warmed, and blinded him at once. When his vision cleared, the space had changed. The lobby stretched endlessly above and around him. Hundreds of thousands of people stood silently, drenched in blood. Some barely had a smear; others looked like walking battlefields. Faces reflected relief, shock, pride, emptiness. Ethan's gaze caught a young man clutching his side, groaning. A woman knelt beside him, pressing a hand to his wound. The contrast between triumph and suffering struck him. Raw, unfiltered humanity. The horned cat appeared again, glitching violently. "CONGRATULATIONS NEW HEROES!" its voice warped, high-pitched at the end. "MY TIME HAS COME TO AN END AND I WILL NOW PASS MY BURDEN TO YOU. TO PROTECT YOUR WORLD IS NOW UP TO YOU." Ethan arched an eyebrow. Protect the world? Not his problem. Heroes could save the day. He had other plans. The hologram's voice stuttered, fragmented, then finished with a final, static-laden warning. "WHEN YOU RETURN TO EARTH IN ONE MONTH MONSTERS YOU HAVE NEVER SEEN WILL INVADE. KILL THEM AND GROW STRONG. THE DIMENSIONAL RIFT WILL WIDEN. IF HUMANITY FAILS IT CEASES TO EXIST." Then it dissolved into smoke, leaving only silence. Ethan looked around. The other survivors had received classic hero systems: Warrior, Mage, Archer, Berserker, Knight, every archetype imaginable. Everyone had tools to save their world. And then there was him. Instigator, without a doubt a villain class and chaos incarnate itself. He read the skill descriptions again, this time imagining possibilities. Whispered Provocation, Seed of Discord, Chain Reaction. He could make rivals fight over nothing, manipulate a guild without leaving a trace, incite panic among heroes. Each skill was a brushstroke in a canvas of chaos. Ethan smirked. He didn't need brute strength or flashy magic. He had influence, subtlety, and control. A hundred battles could be won without touching a weapon. "Let's see how far I can push this~" he muttered, eyes scanning the lobby. Hundreds of thousands of players, all carrying power, hope, fear. One wrong move, one whispered word, and the perfect chain reaction could begin. For the first time, boredom felt like a distant memory. He tapped a few commands, testing the interface. Read the Room. The system highlighted subtle tension between two nearby players, one a swordsman, the other an archer. Tiny flickers of irritation, suspicion, nothing they noticed themselves. Perfect. A grin tugged at his lips. Chaos wasn't just a skill. It was art. And Ethan intended to paint a masterpiece. With this, an oddball class appeared. A broken class in a broken user.
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Chapter 10: GHOST SWAMP
The discussion with Vlad had just ended.Ethan was about to leave.Then—DINGGG!!![WARNING: PENALTY FOR REFUSING THE QUEST IS OCCURING!][FORCEFULLY TRANSPORTING THE USER IN ANOTHER DIMENSION!]“What—”The office around him distorted.The walls stretched upward like melting wax. The floor blurred beneath his feet. The lights flickered violently before shattering into fragments of white.For one weightless second, he felt like he was falling without moving.Then—Cold.His shoes sank into something wet.The smell hit him instantly. Rotting water. Mud. Something dead lingering in the air.The office was gone.He stood in the middle of a swamp.Dark water spread endlessly in every direction. No land. No path. Just black, unmoving water reflecting a gray, lifeless sky. Dead trees rose from the swamp like broken bones, their branches thin and twisted.His brows pulled together.His heartbeat stopped.It genuinely stopped for a split second, like his body didn’t know how to react.Then it
Chapter 9: His Own Route
DINGGGG!!![THE SYSTEM IS ANALYZING YOUR ACTIONS AND POSSIBLE ROUTE][ANALYZING...][ANALYSIS COMPLETE][You have been rewarded stat points for your action.]Reward: 5 stat pointsCurrent stat points: 13 → 18Ethan's gaze paused for a fraction of a second as the familiar translucent screen appeared before him.Possible route?His fingers tapped lightly against the armrest, though his expression remained calm as he continued listening to Vlad speak.Inside, however, his mind was already moving."Show me the possible route."[POSSIBLE ROUTE IS BEING SHOWN]RECOMMENDATIONS:Media DirectorHidden Benefit: Influence public perception, alter reputations, and control narrative flow across large groups.RecruiterHidden Benefit: Identify, secure, and cultivate high-value individuals into loyal assets.Public Affairs SpeakerHidden Benefit: Guide emotional responses, redirect blame, and shape organizational decisions through controlled messaging.Personal recommendation: Public Affairs Speaker
Chapter 8: Awakened Association
When he left, a familiar chime echoed in my head.DING!!!"CONGRATULATIONS!!! YOU HAVE BEEN REWARDED 10 STAT POINTS!"Current Stat Points: 13I let out a quiet breath."Ohh… so you understood my plan." I murmured with a faint smile.But this time, I didn't allocate the points."From now on, I'll stockpile them. Three weeks… I'll prepare properly."In an apocalypse, alliances were temporary. Promises were fragile. Systems could be manipulated.But raw, personal strength?That was absolute.In the end, you could only rely on yourself.Taking out my phone, I sent a message to Emily:I met the association leader earlier, babe. We're heading to their headquarters tomorrow to sign the contract. See you tomorrow! I miss you!The pieces were falling into place.And I intended to be the one holding the board.Exactly at 7 a.m., with the morning sun just beginning to warm the quiet streets and the city still shaking off its drowsiness, I was already outside Emily's own apartment, leaning casual
Chapter 7: Dancing within my palm
A loud laugh burst through the quiet parking lot."HAHAHAHAHA! I DIDN'T THINK I'D GET FOUND OUT LIKE THIS! HAHAHAHA!"The sound echoed against the concrete pillars, sharp and grating. It immediately irritated me.The empty space in front of me began to distort. Light bent unnaturally, like heat rising from asphalt. Then a figure slowly revealed himself.A tall blonde man with a buzz cut stepped forward. Broad shoulders. Thick neck. A body that looked built for breaking bones. His posture was relaxed, but there was nothing careless about him."Don't worry." he said after finishing his laughter, wiping a tear from the corner of his eye. "I'm not here to fight.""Then who are you?" I asked flatly."I was patrolling the vicinity when I suddenly felt something… watching me." His eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at me. "When I followed that feeling, I found you."So he noticed.He didn't know about the Status Window itself—but he sensed the moment I scanned him.Troublesome.Before I cou
Chapter 6: Hidden threat?
I stepped out of the shower, letting the cold water wash away the sweat from earlier. My thoughts were calm and calculated, always running several steps ahead. Emily was already awake, sitting at the edge of the bed with the blanket loosely draped around her shoulders.I approached her slowly, keeping my expression soft and warm. "Good morning. Why don't you rest a bit longer?" I asked gently.She looked up and smiled faintly, rubbing her eyes. "I… I guess I could. But you woke me up with all that noise." she teased lightly.I crouched slightly and patted her shoulder. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you. I just wanted to make sure you're okay." Every word was carefully measured. Calm. Caring. Trust-building.She nodded, reassured. I allowed a small smile to creep onto my face, inwardly noting the subtle cues: the way her shoulders relaxed, the slight upward curve of her lips. Trust gained. Emotional attachment strengthened.She hesitated for a moment. "Yes. I got scouted yesterd
Chapter 5: Spreading Chaos
Ethan lay back on his bed, phone in hand, letting the ceiling fan hum quietly above him. Beside him, Emily slept soundly, the blanket pulled up to her shoulders. She had chosen to rest here after the events of the past day, trusting him implicitly. That trust, carefully cultivated, was more valuable than any weapon.He opened his status window.Name: Ethan JonesTitle: Villain: The Grand InstigatorClass: InstigatorLevel: 1HP: 100/100MP: 2/50Skills: WHISPERED PROVOCATION (E), SEED OF DISCORD (E), FALSE NARRATIVE (E), CHAIN REACTION (E), SMOKESCREEN TRUTH (E), READ THE ROOM (E), PANIC SPREAD (E), PUPPETEER (E)STRENGTH: 8AGILITY: 10VITALITY: 10INTELLIGENCE: 5Current Stat Points: 5"Put all my stat points into Intelligence." he muttered, activating the decision in the system.DINGGGG!!!Name: Ethan JonesTitle: Villain: The Grand InstigatorClass: InstigatorLevel: 1HP: 100/100MP: 2/50 → 100/100STRENGTH: 8AGILITY: 10VITALITY: 10INTELLIGENCE: 5 → 10Current Stat Points: 5 →
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