The metallic blue supercar shimmered beneath the weak morning sunlight, its sleek curves and polished finish looking impossibly out of place in the narrow, trash-filled alley behind the apartment building. Aiden stared at it as though he were hallucinating. His chest rose and fell rapidly, breath coming in uneven bursts.
This… this shouldn't exist. Not here. Not for him.
He stepped closer, cautiously, as if afraid the car would vanish if he touched it. But it didn't. The glossy surface mirrored his stunned expression back at him—wide eyes, trembling lips, disbelief carved into every feature.
Aiden swallowed hard.
Emma's innocent voice replayed in his mind:
"My brother picked me up in a shiny blue sports car! The kind that goes vroom-vroom super loud!"
That was the moment.
That was the exact time the car had appeared.
His heart thundered in his chest.
Her lie… became real.
It actually became real.
Aiden placed both hands on the hood. Warm. Solid. Absolutely real.
"What the hell…?" he whispered.
But before he could process anything else—
"Aiden?"
Emma's small voice carried through the alley.
Aiden jerked upright, panic hitting him like a punch.
He spun around.
Emma stood frozen a few feet away, her schoolbag slipping off one shoulder, her eyes huge as she stared at the supercar.
"W-W-Whoa…" she breathed. "Aiden… whose car is that?"
Aiden's mind raced at lightning speed.
He couldn't tell her.
He absolutely couldn't tell her.
If she knew her lies became reality—
She might get scared.
Or worse… she might try to test the limits carelessly.
And the consequences of a child's imagination becoming real? That thought turned his blood cold.
So he forced a calm smile.
"It's… my boss's," Aiden lied, even though lying made his stomach twist now. "He left it here overnight. I'm just checking it."
Emma blinked. "Your boss drives something like that?"
"Yeah." Aiden tried to laugh casually. "Rich people, right?"
She seemed to buy it—mostly because she trusted him with everything she had.
Emma stepped closer, touching the car lightly.
"It's pretty…" she whispered.
Aiden gently took her hand. "Come on. You'll be late for school."
But as he walked her toward the main street, his mind wasn't on schools or schedules.
His thoughts were burning:
Why did her lie become real?
Why now?
Why him?
What else could become real?
And perhaps the most terrifying question—
Was there a limit?
The System Speaks
Aiden walked alone back toward the alley after dropping Emma off, his hands still shaking. The moment he stepped beside the car, something sharp clicked inside his mind.
A sound.
A tone.
Digital. Mechanical.
Followed by a voice.
Not a human voice.
Not even close.
More like words carved directly into his consciousness.
⟢ SYSTEM AWAKENED ⟣
USER: AIDEN CROSS
PRIMARY ABILITY: "SIBLING FABRICATION REALIZATION"
TRIGGER: YOUNGER SISTER'S VERBAL FALSEHOOD REGARDING USER
STATUS: ACTIVE
Aiden staggered back, nearly falling.
The voice was inside his head.
He heard it without hearing it at all—like thoughts that weren't his own.
"S-System…?" he choked out.
The voice continued, emotionless:
RULE 1: Only the younger sister's fabricated claims are eligible for conversion into reality.
RULE 2: Fabrications must be spoken to someone other than the user.
RULE 3: Only statements implying enhancement, possession, or status can be realized.
RULE 4: System may reject fabrications that violate…
ERROR: ACCESS LEVEL TOO LOW.
The final line faded abruptly.
Aiden's pulse hammered violently.
He wasn't dreaming.
He wasn't imagining things.
He had… a system.
A real system.
Not a game.
Not a fantasy.
Not something from a webnovel.
This was reality.
And the voice… it was still there, waiting quietly like a sleeping beast.
Aiden gripped the car door.
"So Emma… whatever she lies about me…"
His voice trembled.
"It becomes true."
The system didn't respond.
It didn't need to.
He already had the answer.
The First Test
He needed proof.
Real proof.
Aiden looked at the supercar again. His rational mind tried to reject the idea, but there was no denying it.
The car wasn't borrowed.
It wasn't stolen.
It wasn't a coincidence.
It had appeared the moment Emma lied.
Aiden inhaled sharply and got inside.
The interior smelled like new leather and power.
Buttons and controls he didn't even recognize gleamed gently.
This was a machine worth millions.
He pressed the start button.
The engine roared to life with a deep, thunderous growl that echoed off the alley walls.
Aiden's heart pounded.
It worked.
It was his.
It was real.
He shifted the gear, testing gently.
The car responded perfectly.
He turned it off and leaned back, hands covering his face.
"This is insane…"
But a thought whispered through him.
If a car can appear… what about money?
A house?
Security?
A future?
Emma had suffered enough.
He had suffered enough.
Maybe—for the first time ever—life was giving him a chance.
He wouldn't waste it.
The Fear Behind the Miracle
But hope wasn't the only emotion rising inside him.
Another feeling lurked beneath the surface.
Cold.
Sharp.
Unavoidable.
Fear.
Because Emma didn't know what she was doing.
A child's imagination was unpredictable.
What if she lied that her brother was a superhero?
What if she lied that he could fly?
What if she lied he was invincible?
Or immortal?
Or cursed?
What if one careless sentence changed the world in ways he couldn't control?
"A power like this… in the hands of a kid…"
Aiden shuddered.
No.
He had to protect Emma from this—
even if it meant never telling her the truth.
He would carry the burden alone.
That was his role as her brother.
Returning Home — Unexpected Consequences
When Aiden walked back to their apartment that afternoon, exhausted from thinking, he froze.
Something was wrong.
The stairwell—usually dark and filthy—looked slightly cleaner.
The graffiti on the walls was gone.
Old trash piles had been cleared away.
But the landlord never touched this place.
Then he heard them—two boys whispering near the stairs.
"Dude, Lily's brother is super strong. I swear he carried a whole fridge by himself yesterday."
"For real?"
"Yeah, Lily said he can lift anything. Like a superhero."
Aiden's blood drained instantly.
She lied again.
The system awakened with a cold hum inside his mind.
⟢ FABRICATION DETECTED ⟣
CLAIM: "MY BROTHER CAN LIFT ANYTHING."
**EVALUATING…"
REALIZATION GRANTED.
NEW ABILITY: "ABSOLUTE STRENGTH LV.1"
Aiden dropped the grocery bag in pure shock.
His muscles suddenly tightened—an overwhelming surge of raw power flooding his veins. His senses sharpened. His heartbeat felt stronger. The weight of his own body felt… different.
He looked at his hands.
They didn't change visibly.
But they felt different.
Powerful.
Carefully, hesitantly, he reached down and picked up the bag of groceries again.
He lifted it too easily.
Like lifting air.
Aiden stepped toward a rusty motorcycle parked nearby.
He gripped the back end.
Held his breath.
And pulled.
The entire motorcycle lifted off the ground effortlessly.
Aiden's jaw dropped.
"This is… too much," he whispered, trembling.
But the system wasn't done.
It spoke again:
WARNING: Excessive or extreme claims may destabilize user condition.
Recommend: limit younger sister's fabrications.
Aiden let the motorcycle down, heart pounding.
Aden Cross had gone from poor, exhausted, hopeless…
To someone who could now lift a vehicle with one hand.
And this was only the beginning.
The First Rule He Must Follow
He ran up the stairs, reaching their apartment door. Emma was inside already, humming softly.
Aiden leaned against the wall, breathing hard.
He needed a rule.
A strict rule.
A rule to keep them both alive.
Emma cannot lie about him anymore.
Not even once.
He stepped inside.
Emma turned cheerfully.
"Aiden! You're home!"
He forced a smile.
"Hey, Lily. We need to talk."
She blinked, confused. "About what?"
Aiden knelt to her height, placing his hands gently on her shoulders.
"From now on," he said softly but firmly,
"don't tell people things about me, okay? Not even small things. Not even jokes."
Emma tilted her head innocently.
"Why not?"
Aiden swallowed. His throat tightened.
He couldn't tell her the truth.
So he simply said—
"Because it could be dangerous."
Emma's smile faded a little.
"O-Okay… if it's dangerous, then I won't."
Aiden hugged her tightly, relief washing over him.
But even as he held her…
The system hummed again.
Quiet.
Cold.
Warning.
⟢ NOTICE ⟣
Fabrications already spreading among peers.
Secondary claims incoming.
Aiden's eyes widened.
More lies had already started.
More changes were coming.
And he had no idea what they would turn him into.