Still want to die
Author: Liam Michael
last update2024-12-30 19:19:36

Alvin frowned as he watched her, trying to catch his breath. However, he noticed that the air was stuffy around him, and his face was hotter than the rest of his body, unable to breathe well. A bead of sweat rolled down his forehead and he immediately tried to wipe it away but met with a barrier.

His frown deepened as he realized that he had forgotten to remove his helmet while rushing to rescue the girl.

“No wonder it was so hot and stuffy.” He muttered and removed it.

He shook his head, making droplets of sweat to fall off his body, while simultaneously exposing his handsome face. He looked sexy, strong and exhausted, with blood matting his hands and neck. One half of his top which he tore away to create a temporal bandage exposed his abs and sexy pectoral muscles, making him look incredibly hot.

The girl's eyes couldn't leave his body, watching as his chest rose and fell. He threw his head back and licked his lips, taking huge gulps of air. He just recovered from multiple injuries, and also forced his body to the breaking point in his bid to save the girl. And now that he was in a bit more relaxed situation, the fatigue came crashing down.

The girl's heart skipped a beat the moment Alvin licked his lips. He turned around that moment, as if he felt her burning gaze on him. And sure enough, she was stripping him with her eyes, making him frown. Their eyes met at that moment, making the girl shake. Her cheeks heated up in embarrassment and turned pink.

“What's wrong with you?” Alvin barked, making her eyelids flutter.

She looked at her fingers, avoiding his question. A pleasant voice chuckled in his ears, making him frown. It took a moment for him to realize he was hearing the mischievous system's voice.

“What?” Alvin barked, making the girl who thought he was scolding her startled.

“Of course, she's mesmerized by you. After your body was reforged by the elixir, your physique became even more attractive and you have an invisible spiritual halo around you. The essence of having the system is becoming the most excellent attraction. So, you should probably practice how to enchant the world, starting with this naive one here.”

“Shut up!” Alvin muttered, feeling irritated by the system.

“Now that the girl has been rescued, is the mission done?”

“No! You might have stopped her from jumping to her death this time, but there's no guarantee that she wouldn't do it again once you turn your back. Besides, there's no need to ask me. Once you complete a mission, the system will automatically notify you and bestow the rewards. You need to make sure she will never attempt suicide again and that her will to live has been ignited.”

“Damn it! I'm in no mood to babysit.” He cursed mentally, and the pearly voice rang out again, laughing at him.

“Aren't you a robot? How come you can laugh?” Alvin cursed mentally, hating the system’s habit of laughing at meaningless things.

“How can you compare me to those pieces of scrap metal? I can do things no human or AI products can do. I'm a special being of higher intelligence…”

“Alright, alright. I agree, you're the strongest and you're superior to other artificial intelligence products. I don't want to hear the rest of your arguments, otherwise, I might really go crazy.” Alvin muttered and turned to the girl.

“Can you tell me what happened now? What is so unresolvable that you prefer death?” Alvin whispered, turning to her.

She looked away, avoiding eye contact.

“No matter what it is, you can talk to me. Even if I don't understand everything, I will listen attentively, and do my best to hold your hand and lead you through the dark.” Alvin whispered, reaching out to touch her hand.

“You will not understand anyway, there's no need to tell you. You will probably blame me too, and I don't need anyone to tell me what I already know.”

“I will listen to all you have to say, I will never judge you. Besides, you are talking to someone who just experienced the greatest betrayal in his life a few hours ago. How did you think I came here? Do you know what it feels to watch your wife and her lover steal all that belongs to you; your hard work and sweat, then order assassins to kill you and dump your body in the sea? You're talking to someone who just had a close shave with death.”

“The fact that I'm still alive and was rescued was nothing short of a miracle. Why was everything there at that particular time to ensure my life is preserved? Is it providence? Or did nature help me because I was unwilling to die and leave everything for them?” Alvin whispered persuasively, looking fervently at her.

“Who are you?” The girl asked again, making the rest of Alvin’s words get caught in his throat, he nearly cursed out loud. He was exasperated, no doubt. No one would be happy doing such thankless jobs for a dumb head.

“Is my identity important right now?”

The girl nodded, her eyes filled with determination.

“My name is Alvin Kent. I live in Maliya; the next town. Or rather, used to live. Going back home is impossible since they will immediately try to finish off their handiwork if they realize I survived. Home? No, it was not a home to me—it never was.” Alvin whispered, withdrawing his hands from hers.

He waited for a while but the girl kept mute, rather tears dropped steadily on her thighs. Her head was hung low as she cried without making a single sound.

“How about you? Who are you? What happened?” Alvin asked again, trying his best to keep a friendly face and not show his exhaustion with all that happened.

“My name is Leah, and I'm the most stupid girl in the whole world.”

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