A long, heavy sigh escaped him — the type that carried days' worth of stress, pain, and pressure. It was the kind of sigh that tried to pour everything out at once and still somehow wasn't enough.
But rest didn't stay long.
[Host, the big event is awaiting you.I have my full trust in you.]
The voice cut cleanly into his thoughts, cool and emotionless. Ryan didn't even lift his head from the pillow. He just stared blankly into the fabric, the threads brushing against his skin as he mumbled into the cotton:
"Yeah… system. I know."His voice sounded muffled, tired, older than it should've."I can't let my team down. I have to… be someone they can rely on."
[Yes, host.Don't let your spirit waver even a bit.]
A chime snapped inside his skull — bright and sharp.
[DING!New addition to Main Quest:Defeat West High Crew with your team– Without any kind of casualties.]
A glowing blue panel rose behind his eyelids, crisp and cold like a sheet of winter air.
