2026-05-15 16:07:07Eren's mind was a messy storm of goals and excitement. The numbers on his screen weren't just money; they were bricks for the fort he was building. "I need to get to the top," he hissed, the words tasting like metal in his mouth. "I need to be able to buy Elite X. I want to own the very air Zion breathes." He looked into the empty space of the hut, his eyes searching for that blue glow. "System! Give me the next mission! What's the next move?"
Silence. The air stayed still, and the glowing screen refused to wake up. It was a cold realization: he was a player in this game, but he didn't hold the controller. The system was a moody god, and he was currently off the clock. He moved back into the dark corners of the house, sinking into a shaky chair. Doubt, that old, familiar poison, began to leak back in. "What if this is all in my head?" he whispered to the empty room. "What if the rewards are just digital ghosts?" He knew he had sent Lala $500 he had seen her panic. But the $5,000 cashback? That felt too easy. Too perfect. He needed to test the limits of this "wealth loop." He needed to know if the more he threw money away, the more the universe would throw it back into his pockets. He waited. The minutes moved slowly until the clock struck 11:00 PM. The door made a sound as it opened. Lala walked in, her shoulders hanging low from the weight of cleaning the Elite Wing. She froze when she saw Eren sitting there in the dark, his eyes fixed on her with a scary, focused look. "Were you... were you waiting for me?" she asked, her voice shaking as she wiped a bit of cleaning chemical from her cheek. Eren rose to his feet quickly, the move so smooth and powerful it made her gasp. "I need to show you something," he said, his voice dropping to a low command. "But first, you have to promise me. No questions. Not even one." Lala shook her head, her protective feelings coming out. "No, Eren. I'm your sister. I'll always ask questions." "Lala, listen to me," he said, stepping into her space. He used his new, huge body to stand over her, putting a silent pressure on her mind. "I need you to believe me. I need the truth, and I need you to stay quiet. Promise me." Caught in the strong pull of his gaze, Lala's fight broke. "Okay," she whispered. "I promise." Eren pulled out his phone, the screen lighting up his sharp face. He opened the app and pushed the display toward her. The balance sat there, glowing: $14,500. "Are you seeing this?" he demanded. Lala's eyes went wide, her breath catching. She reached out to touch the screen, half-expecting her finger to go right through it. "Yeah... I see it. Eren, where did this come from? Did someone give you this to hold? Is this blood money?" "I told you! No questions!" Eren snapped, his voice ringing off the thin walls. "I know, I know," she stuttered, her mind racing. "But Eren... do you have any idea what this means? With this much money, we aren't just Omegas anymore. We can go from poor to middle class. We can actually breathe." Eren narrowed his eyes. "What are you talking about?" "I heard them," she said, her voice dropping to a fast whisper. "In the West Wing. The Elites were whispering about the promotion tests. They've been lying to us, Eren. They told us it was all about raw power and testing against the machines. But it's a trick. It's a system where you pay to win. It's about your bank balance and how much you are worth. The power test is just something they use to keep the poor in their place." Eren felt a shock of energy. "So they lied to keep us working. They didn't want us to know we could buy our way up." "Exactly," Lala said, grabbing his arm. "With this money, you can skip Rank D. You can go straight to Rank C You can get the rank you need to be safe." Eren's pride grew, his chest puffing out. "But I'm staying hidden, Lala. They think I'm a dead body in a ditch. The second I show my face at a promotion test, they'll realize I survived. They'll punish me for what they think I did to Olivia. They'll finish what they started." Lala stepped back, looking him up and down, her eyes filled with a strange kind of wonder. "Are you going to hide in the dirt forever? No. You can't. You have to become someone they can't touch. You have to buy so much power that by the time they realize you're alive, it's too late for them to hurt you." She reached up, touching his shoulder, feeling the hard muscle that hadn't been there yesterday. "And besides... look at you. You aren't the Eren we used to know. You've improved. You're strong, you're big, you're... you're handsome. There's this feeling coming off you, Eren. It's heavy. It's powerful. Just know one thing you've already changed. Now, make the world see it."
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Eren burst through the heavy double doors of the testing block, his boots hitting the pavement with a frantic, joyful thud. He was jumping, punching the air as if he could touch the very sky that had once looked down on him."I am rich! I am fucking rich now!" he screamed. The sheer volume of his voice echoed off the sterile stone walls of the academy, but he didn't care. He was so caught up in his victory that he didn't even notice the three figures walking majestically toward the entrance.Victoria, Helen, and Olivia stopped dead in their tracks."Isn't that Eren McPherson?" Helen asked. She squinted, her eyes following the muscular back of the man retreating toward the parking lot.Victoria let out a sharp, mocking tsk. "That boy? Eren? He must be one of the new students. Look at that build.""No, I am very sure that's Eren the omega," Helen insisted, her voice trembling slightly."Eren is small and looks pale," Olivia corrected, her voice cold and final. "That boy's build is like
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In the East Wing of Audrex Academy, the air was heavy with the scent of expensive perfume and the quiet hum of air conditioning. Ms. Jane was at the front of the room, her voice droning on about anger management techniques that none of the students intended to use.In the back row, the atmosphere was entirely different. Victoria and Helen were leaning toward Olivia, who sat like a queen on a throne she didn't have to earn. Helen tapped a manicured nail against her desk, her eyes darting toward the teacher before she whispered, "Olivia. Olivia!"Olivia rotated her chair with a slow, deliberate grace. Ms. Jane caught her eye, but the teacher quickly looked back at her textbook, continuing her lecture as if she were alone in the room. No one dared to challenge the Elite X, especially not a middle-class instructor whose job depended on the Board of Directors."Why are you disturbing me, Helen?" Olivia asked, her voice silky and bored."You know, ever since that day... what you did to that
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"What did he say his name was?" someone from the gathering crowd muttered."I didn't hear him quite well. Did he say McPherson?" another whispered.The lady behind the registration desk paused. She leaned forward as if she hadn't processed the words correctly. "What did you say your name was again?""Eren McPherson," he repeated. His voice was steady. It held a resonance that seemed to vibrate through the hardwood of the desk.She began typing the name into her terminal with a skeptical frown. After a few moments of clicking, her hands froze. "But the system says you killed yourself," she stated flatly. She pulled her glasses down to the tip of her nose and looked at him. She looked at his boots, his well-built frame, and finally his face. "The Eren McPherson in these records and the one standing right beside me... they both have white hair. But the boy in the file looks like a stray strand of noodles."Eren offered a thin, dangerous smile. In his past life, he would have been fidgeti
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The crushing weight on Eren’s chest began to lift as the cyan light of the interface pulsed with a cold, unforgiving rhythm. The shared agony he felt from his stepfather’s injuries receded into a dull throb.[Penalty Update: For going against the system, your quest time has been reduced to 48 hours. Take the promotion exam now.]The text flickered and vanished before Eren could even draw a full breath to protest. He stood alone on the outskirts of the district, his hands shaking as he gripped the handlebars of his silent machine."Because I chose wealth, I won't be able to use power?" he asked the empty air. "What if I am in danger? What happens then?"He ran his fingers through his shock of white hair, looking down at his own body. The muscles were there, tight and defined under his expensive new leather, but they felt like a hollow shell."With all this strength, I am not allowed to use it. Why didn't I choose the other path? Now this foolish system is commanding me to go to the Aca
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The silence in the living room was so thick it felt like it could be cut with a knife. Eren’s heart hammered against his ribs as he stared at his stepfather. For a horrifying second, he thought the old man had somehow seen into his mind and witnessed the shameful, heated moment with Lala. He braced himself for a blow or an accusation of being a pervert."Snap out of it!" Mr. Lilmore barked.Eren blinked, the fog in his mind clearing. He realized then that his father wasn't talking about his thoughts toward Lala. He was pointing a trembling, accusing finger toward the back of the house. He was talking about the bike."I asked you a question. Has the cat caught your tongue?" the man demanded.Eren’s mother stepped forward, her face etched with worry as she tried to move between them. "Stop yelling at my child. He just got home."Mr. Lilmore didn't listen. In a fit of blind rage, he shoved her out of the way. She wasn't prepared for the force, and she tumbled backward, landing hard on th
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What the fuck? The system can actually do something like this?"Eren whispered the words to himself as he drove home in a flash. The wind whipped against his face but the sheer speed of the Neiman Marcus made the world feel like it was standing still. He parked the bike at the secluded spot he had sighted earlier and moved with practiced urgency. He grabbed the thick oil stained blanket and draped it over the frame until the gleaming titanium was completely hidden from prying eyes.He didn't take the front path. Instead he slipped through the back door and ran immediately toward his small cramped room. His heart was pounding against his ribs. He almost slipped on the worn floorboards in his haste because he wasn't looking at his surroundings. His entire focus was locked on that wardrobe door.He burst into his room and flung his phone onto the unmade bed. He gripped the handle of the wardrobe and pulled it open. He stood there frozen. It was a masterpiece. This was a col
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