Npc knows She Is A Npc

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I looked around, disoriented, and saw a man standing over me.

 

"Darling, I told you not to go there. Look, you fell in the lake. "

 

My head throbbed. 'Ahh... um,' I winced, clutching it. He looked genuinely worried.

 

"Who are you?" I asked, my voice low

 

"You don't know me?" He asked as he pointed a finger to himself.

 

"No?"

 

"Doctor!!" He said," she doesn't remember me."

 

The doctor rushed in, and after he did some tests, 

 

"She might have anmesia" He said before he added " The most common cause is a head injury from impact with the lake bottom, a submerged object, or hitting your head on the water's surface. This can cause a concussion or more serious brain trauma, leading to memory loss. So that might have been what happened. It might recover on its own in a few months."

 

"So it's fine,"

 

" Yeah, the MRI scan is fine, so her brain is fine. She just has anmesia, but she might not understand a lot of things. Be more tolerant with her."

 

"Who are you?" I asked again, my voice, a little higher now.

 

"Oh, me. I am your dad. " He said, pointing to himself. 

 

"What?"

 

"What is my name?" I questioned him

 

" Hope Stairn," That is my name

 

"What is your name?"

 

"Hunter Stairn"

 

Kinda reminds of the second leads last name.

 

"The patient needs rest now, please leave, Mr Stairn."

 

Do I actually have anmesia? 

 

I don't think so

 

My head hurts. I can't put effort into thinking it now. I will think about it later. 

 

With that, I closed my eyes and turned around for fifteen minutes before falling asleep.

 

When I woke up, it was already dark. 

 

The rain was steady and light. 

 

Comfort. Something I hadn't received for a long time

 

"I am system 303, I am sorry for dragging you into this world. There was a little ....uh accident .. 

 

As if blacking out in the middle of the street wasn't embarrassing, I also got problems with that fall. 

 

"Umm.. you don't have problems with your brain ... I do, " It said nervously, 

 

"What are you?"

 

"A system?"

 

I read systems before.

 

"A "System" is a highly advanced AI or intelligence that helps someone throughout his journey and literally makes them op," I recited

 

"Are you real, or are you just a hallucination like my friend David?" I questioned, skeptical

 

"As an apology, the community of systems has decided to give you five million, but um.. there seems to be a problem. The time and space engine had been destroyed, and you can not go back for some while. I don't know how you got here, but you can not leave for now." It said nervously.

 

"What?" 

 

"Sounds straight of a novel," I said before I realized it was one.

 

I got it now. I transmigrated into someone I never read about.

 

"Will I be able to get out if I die?" 

 

"Yeah, but it might not be that easy," It admitted with something like guilt.

 

"It might not be what you expect. The plot holes are filled in, so they might hate each other instead of falling in love. " 

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I did read about the second male lead's background. He had a stepsister who died when she was thirteen by falling into the lake. I didn't expect to be her, tho.

 

The second male lead, the boy that waited 3 years to find Fenix, Henry Stairn, and, at the end, took his own life in the bathroom, painting the bathtub with red. 

 

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In the bustling city, alone stood a man with blond hair, his back lonely.

 

He held the blade to his wrist. He had prepared for this. He knew that without Fenix, he didn't have a reason to live, but still, he wanted to see Fenix again.

 

He picked up his phone, attempting to call him, but the calls went to voicemail. At the tenth call, Damion picked it up.

 

"Didn't I tell you that he would be mine?" The sound of the shower echoed. He hung up.

 

He was with Damion. He was never mine.

 

The rain poured heavily, mirroring the weight of what he was about to do, pressing down on him, but it didn't matter. 

 

I am nothing without him.

 

If I could do it all over again, I would still love him all over again 

 

He cut his wrist without hesitation.

 

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That was his ending. 

 

If you are wondering why I remember it so well. 

 

I read five times over and screamed at the author for one hour.

 

If you are wondering how a person with heart condition would read tragedies. 

 

I wanted to die.

 

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Author's note:

 

I took it from the plot of After the Stand In Shou Faked His Death other than the fact that the Ml took the shou's kidney. I think almost everything is from that. I don't know if there is a second male lead like that, tho.

 

 

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