The rain was coming down in sheets, each drop heavy and tearing through the night, making a loud noise as it hit the ground. On the empty street, a skinny figure walked slowly, the heavy rain pressing down on her shoulders, making her look even smaller and weaker.
“Ernesta, honey, don't be so stubborn. I know you've had a tough time, but Kiera's not feeling well. Can you just give in to her a little?” “Ernesta, can you stop acting like a spoiled brat from the wrong side of the tracks? You're making our family look bad!” “Kiera's been spoiled rotten since she was a kid, so she's a bit fragile and can't handle pain and pressure. You've been through more, you're stronger, you can definitely handle it. Don't make a scene!” “Ernesta, the only one I've ever loved is Kiera. So what if she's not the Meredith family's biological daughter? You can't force feelings, you should let go.” Ernesta stumbled through the rain, her elegant evening gown soaked, her once-voluminous blonde hair now limp and plastered to her head. Her mind echoed with the harsh voices of her mother, her father, her brother, and her fiancé. Just a few hours ago, she was in her fancy mansion, all excited for her big 20th birthday party, which was also supposed to be the night she announced her engagement to Ryder, the guy she'd had a crush on for ages. But then, right there, Ryder hugged her sister and told everyone that the only woman he wanted to marry was Kiera. Ernesta couldn't hold it together. If Ryder didn't love her, why didn't he just say so? Why did he play this hot-and-cold game, acting close to her then pushing her away, making her get her hopes up? Why did he have to do this today, with all these people watching, making her look like a total loser? Her parents and even her brother just kept yelling at her and telling her to back down, instead of trying to comfort her. Ernesta was done with this family. She didn't want to go back. There was no love there, which was all she'd ever wanted. Thinking about it, Ernesta felt like her whole life had been one big joke. At three, she ended up in an orphanage after getting lost from her family. At seven, she got adopted because she was pretty. At ten, she was sent back to the orphanage because her adoptive parents had their own kid. At twelve, she got new parents, but they died in an accident. She didn't go back to the orphanage, but her adoptive mom's sister took her in. Her aunt, Clenda, lived in a red-light district and was a prostitute. She wanted custody of Ernesta because of her attractive features, hoping that Ernesta would make her a lot of money someday. Ernesta wasn't dumb, she was actually super smart. She figured out her aunt Clenda was up to no good, so she started acting like a total mess. She wouldn't take baths, let her hair get all tangled, and wore thick glasses to make herself look ugly. She was grumpy, rude, and stubborn just to fight back and hide who she really was. Then, when she turned sixteen, this rich family from a nearby city came and said she was their long-lost daughter. Ernesta was so happy she almost couldn't believe it. She had parents, family, people who were actually related to her. She could finally have the kind of love from a real family that she'd always wanted, not the fake stuff she'd had to deal with for so long. But Ernesta had no idea that when she went back to the Merediths, someone else was already filling her spot. She had a real brother and a foster younger sister named Keira. Yeah, Keira was adopted, taken in by their mom after she lost Ernesta. Her dad said their mom was so devastated about losing her daughter that he had to find another kid to take her mind off things. So, their mom poured all her love and guilt about losing Ernesta onto Keira, and she was raised like a real princess. When Ernesta came home, she wasn't greeted with warm family love. Instead, she got her brother's judging look, her dad's critical attitude, and her mom's fake affection. She was their real daughter, right? But she grew up in a red-light district, had a dark side, and never got a proper upbringing. She wasn't the kind of lady they wanted in their family. She was like a weird outsider who needed to be fixed. Because of her, her parents thought their adopted daughter, the one they raised, was even more worthy of their love and attention. They saw their daughter as a tool for arranged marriages, a way to keep the Meredith family rich and powerful for generations. And Ernesta, she was always the one left out. She tried really hard to learn how to act like a proper lady, just to get her parents to accept her. Even though she was super smart, smart enough to go to any prestigious college in the country, she chose to go to a private college near home. She was holding on to her family and this idea of love she had for them. Secretly, though, she was scared. Scared that if she left, she'd have nowhere to go back to. Scared Ryder, the boy she liked, would forget her. For years, she lived a pretty humble life, hiding how amazing she was, just to get a little bit of real love from her family and from Ryder. But all along, the love she had been longed for meant nothing to them. Now, walking alone in the freezing rain, her wet dress stuck to her, Ernesta finally understood something: love isn't something you get just by asking for it. She shouldn't have given up on herself just to chase after people who never loved her back. If she could go back in time, she'd take back all the love she gave her family and live a fabulous life on her own. She brushed a strand of blonde hair out of her eyes. Her deep blue eyes, filled with tears, mixed with the raindrops as they both fell to the ground. The rain was coming down harder now, but the roar of a car engine was louder than the storm. Out of nowhere, a red sports car came speeding through the rain, straight towards Ernesta. The headlights blinded her, and then she felt herself flying up, only to crash back down hard.“Ding! Congratulations, master, on successfully installing the Life-Altering System. I am 001, your AI assistant.”A flat, emotionless voice echoed in her ears. Ernesta opened her eyes wide, looking around in confusion.She found herself suspended in a pitch-black void. Strangely, despite the lack of light, she could see every detail of her own body.Wait… hadn’t she just been hit by a car? Why wasn’t she in the hospital? Could it be that she had died and was now in heaven?“Master, you haven’t died, but the severe brain damage has put you in a deep coma, you’re essentially in a vegetative state. To put it simply, you’re not in heaven, you’re in the system’s space.”That same flat, robotic voice echoed again, making Ernesta freak out. She spun around, looking for something, anything, in the endless darkness, but there was nothing.“Don't bother looking, I'm in your head. We can talk through your thoughts.”Ernesta knew this was totally weird, but freaking out wasn't going to help. She
In a blink, all the memories of this body's owner washed over Ernesta, filling her mind. From the everyday routines to the major life changes, everything played out vividly in her head. Seventeen years of life were absorbed in just a few seconds. Ernesta was amazed by the system's incredible power.Once Ernesta had processed all the data, 001 spoke up,“This body's owner just wanted to live, to keep designing games. Simple as that. So, on the day of the accident, all you had to do was stay off the road, and you would have been safe. Mission accomplished! Easy, right?”Ernesta couldn't help but laugh. “001, is this your first time on a mission?” she asked.“How did you know?”Because your inexperience is practically shouting from every number. Of course, Ernesta wouldn't say that. Until she understood the system's true purpose, she wouldn't turn against it.She tried to avoid the question, changing the topic. “Don't you think this whole story is kind of weird?”001 went silent for a
After school today, Roger saw the school bullies trailing the new girl. He couldn't help but feel worried and secretly followed them.Sure enough, just as he predicted, after Ernesta went into the bathroom, the four tough girls blocked the door, waiting for her to come out. But unlike usual, this time Ernesta didn't just stand there and take it. She cleverly distracted them and ran away, showing some improvement from before.As Roger thought he might not need to step in and Ernesta could safely leave school, a soft body bumped into his chest. To prevent them both from falling, he instinctively held her close. The sweet scent of strawberry body wash filled his nose, making Roger's ears turn red.Ernesta looked up, a familiar feeling washing over her. The brown-nut hair, the clear amber eyes, Roger's appearance reminded her of a childhood friend. If he had grown up, he might have looked just like the guy in front of her.Roger was handsome, wearing a black hoodie and wide-legged khaki p
“001, why doesn't the novel mention how bad Fiona's condition is?” Ernesta asked.001 didn't answer right away like it usually does. A few seconds passed before it replied,“Master, maybe Roger gave us wrong information.”Ernesta laughed at how clueless it was. She said,“Fiona's a client of Roger's hospital, so it's no surprise he might have picked up some secrets. Plus, if what he said is true, then everything makes sense.”001 was totally lost. It asked:“How does it make sense?”Ernesta didn't answer. Seeing the car had stopped in front of the beautiful white villa, she said to 001,“We're here, let's go see my genius little sister.”Ralph Harold's place was a fancy two-story house with a big garden, right in the middle of the city. Ernesta walked up the pretty marble path leading inside. As she got closer to the front door, she saw a window open on the second floor, and a beautiful figure was looking out at the world.Ernesta used her memories to wave to Fiona, just like her curr
Seeing Ernesta's confident air, Fiona gave her a supportive smile, secretly excited to wait for her sister to get flustered and embarrassed.She said, “Okay, now I'll ask you a question. Let's say you have a variable x = 10 and a variable y = “10”. What are the data types of x and y, and why? Explain the difference between these two variables.”Ernesta didn't hesitate for a second and replied, “The data type of variable x is int (integer) because it contains an integer, 10. The data type of variable y is str (string) because it contains a string of characters, “10”. The main difference is…”She answered smoothly, as if the knowledge was deeply ingrained in her mind.Fiona wasn't satisfied and continued to ask more challenging questions, but Ernesta kept up the pace and answered them quickly.Fiona wanted to see Ernesta stumble and look foolish, but her sister's expressions were completely unrelated to those two words. So, besides being embarrassed, Fiona was only left with anger.“Cl
Despite Fiona's heart condition flaring up, causing a stir in the house, Ralph still made sure a computer was installed in Ernesta's room by the end of the day. He even brought her a pile of documents on programming languages and game design.It seemed he was determined to nurture Ernesta, testing if she truly had the potential to fully replace Fiona.Staying in her room, Fiona kept tabs on everything happening outside. With the help of the maid, she knew exactly what Ralph was doing. Her chest tightened, her hands gripping the blanket. She forced herself to stay calm, knowing her weak heart couldn't handle any more stress.But how could she stay calm when she saw Ralph's affection for her being taken by someone else? Even if it was her own sister, she couldn't accept it.She simply couldn't see Ernesta surpassing her in programming and game design. The things Ernesta boasted about were just basic introductory knowledge. It wasn't worth Ralph's attention.Perhaps
Ernesta swiftly opened a pre-installed game development tool on the computer screen. Her fingers flew across the keyboard, churning out lines of code like a machine gun. As she typed, she effortlessly explained the game's concept and mechanics, her words flowing as smoothly as the code itself. The most astonishing thing was her ability to juggle two tasks at once without sacrificing speed or accuracy.Even before anyone knew what kind of game Ernesta was building, her sheer skill had everyone impressed.Fiona's face turned pale. She had no idea Ernesta was this good. While Fiona could type just as fast, she could only do it when fully focused. To chat and code simultaneously while maintaining accuracy was simply beyond her. At that moment, Fiona felt like Ernesta was glowing with talent.Fiona, of course, didn't want Ernesta to outshine her. But she was the one who had suggested Ernesta show off her skills, and it was too late to back out now. She could only tell herself
As soon as Ernesta finished speaking, 001 blurted out,“Master, what are you doing? You can't harm the female lead! That’s what antagonists do, and antagonists in novels never have a good ending. If this goes wrong, our mission will fail!” Its voice was still flat and robotic, but it was talking way faster than usual.Ernesta shot back,“Take a good look. Who’s really trying to hurt who here? And besides, this isn’t just some novel anymore. This is a real, complete world.”001 didn’t know how to respond. The female lead was supposed to be the good guy, but if that were true, why was she falsely accusing its master of stealing her work? It felt completely lost, maybe it needed a system update to process all of this.Ernesta ignored 001’s internal crisis and got back into character.“I can prove I made this game. Are you still sticking with that story?” she asked Fiona.Fiona suddenly felt uneasy, but she was already in too deep, there was no backing out now. She just had to go with it
At that moment, Ralph slowly stepped in from outside. No one knew how long he had been there or how much he had heard.Fiona’s face turned ghostly pale, her breathing quick and unsteady as if she might faint at any second.Ralph didn’t seem to notice her distress. He walked straight to the computer, took the programmer’s seat, and started testing the game himself.After five minutes, he looked up at Ernesta, his eyes full of admiration.“Did you write this?” he asked.Ernesta nodded. “Yes.”Ralph smiled, his expression noticeably softer. It was the first time he had ever smiled at her.“You should keep learning programming. Stick with it, and don’t give up.”Ernesta hesitated, glancing at Ralph, then at Fiona, before speaking cautiously.“But… Fiona…”“You don’t need to worry about her. I’ll talk to Fiona. Your job is to develop your talent and give it your best.”This time, Fiona didn’t even have to pretend to be sick, because she truly felt unwell.Ever since Ralph walked in, he had
As soon as Ernesta finished speaking, 001 blurted out,“Master, what are you doing? You can't harm the female lead! That’s what antagonists do, and antagonists in novels never have a good ending. If this goes wrong, our mission will fail!” Its voice was still flat and robotic, but it was talking way faster than usual.Ernesta shot back,“Take a good look. Who’s really trying to hurt who here? And besides, this isn’t just some novel anymore. This is a real, complete world.”001 didn’t know how to respond. The female lead was supposed to be the good guy, but if that were true, why was she falsely accusing its master of stealing her work? It felt completely lost, maybe it needed a system update to process all of this.Ernesta ignored 001’s internal crisis and got back into character.“I can prove I made this game. Are you still sticking with that story?” she asked Fiona.Fiona suddenly felt uneasy, but she was already in too deep, there was no backing out now. She just had to go with it
Ernesta swiftly opened a pre-installed game development tool on the computer screen. Her fingers flew across the keyboard, churning out lines of code like a machine gun. As she typed, she effortlessly explained the game's concept and mechanics, her words flowing as smoothly as the code itself. The most astonishing thing was her ability to juggle two tasks at once without sacrificing speed or accuracy.Even before anyone knew what kind of game Ernesta was building, her sheer skill had everyone impressed.Fiona's face turned pale. She had no idea Ernesta was this good. While Fiona could type just as fast, she could only do it when fully focused. To chat and code simultaneously while maintaining accuracy was simply beyond her. At that moment, Fiona felt like Ernesta was glowing with talent.Fiona, of course, didn't want Ernesta to outshine her. But she was the one who had suggested Ernesta show off her skills, and it was too late to back out now. She could only tell herself
Despite Fiona's heart condition flaring up, causing a stir in the house, Ralph still made sure a computer was installed in Ernesta's room by the end of the day. He even brought her a pile of documents on programming languages and game design.It seemed he was determined to nurture Ernesta, testing if she truly had the potential to fully replace Fiona.Staying in her room, Fiona kept tabs on everything happening outside. With the help of the maid, she knew exactly what Ralph was doing. Her chest tightened, her hands gripping the blanket. She forced herself to stay calm, knowing her weak heart couldn't handle any more stress.But how could she stay calm when she saw Ralph's affection for her being taken by someone else? Even if it was her own sister, she couldn't accept it.She simply couldn't see Ernesta surpassing her in programming and game design. The things Ernesta boasted about were just basic introductory knowledge. It wasn't worth Ralph's attention.Perhaps
Seeing Ernesta's confident air, Fiona gave her a supportive smile, secretly excited to wait for her sister to get flustered and embarrassed.She said, “Okay, now I'll ask you a question. Let's say you have a variable x = 10 and a variable y = “10”. What are the data types of x and y, and why? Explain the difference between these two variables.”Ernesta didn't hesitate for a second and replied, “The data type of variable x is int (integer) because it contains an integer, 10. The data type of variable y is str (string) because it contains a string of characters, “10”. The main difference is…”She answered smoothly, as if the knowledge was deeply ingrained in her mind.Fiona wasn't satisfied and continued to ask more challenging questions, but Ernesta kept up the pace and answered them quickly.Fiona wanted to see Ernesta stumble and look foolish, but her sister's expressions were completely unrelated to those two words. So, besides being embarrassed, Fiona was only left with anger.“Cl
“001, why doesn't the novel mention how bad Fiona's condition is?” Ernesta asked.001 didn't answer right away like it usually does. A few seconds passed before it replied,“Master, maybe Roger gave us wrong information.”Ernesta laughed at how clueless it was. She said,“Fiona's a client of Roger's hospital, so it's no surprise he might have picked up some secrets. Plus, if what he said is true, then everything makes sense.”001 was totally lost. It asked:“How does it make sense?”Ernesta didn't answer. Seeing the car had stopped in front of the beautiful white villa, she said to 001,“We're here, let's go see my genius little sister.”Ralph Harold's place was a fancy two-story house with a big garden, right in the middle of the city. Ernesta walked up the pretty marble path leading inside. As she got closer to the front door, she saw a window open on the second floor, and a beautiful figure was looking out at the world.Ernesta used her memories to wave to Fiona, just like her curr
After school today, Roger saw the school bullies trailing the new girl. He couldn't help but feel worried and secretly followed them.Sure enough, just as he predicted, after Ernesta went into the bathroom, the four tough girls blocked the door, waiting for her to come out. But unlike usual, this time Ernesta didn't just stand there and take it. She cleverly distracted them and ran away, showing some improvement from before.As Roger thought he might not need to step in and Ernesta could safely leave school, a soft body bumped into his chest. To prevent them both from falling, he instinctively held her close. The sweet scent of strawberry body wash filled his nose, making Roger's ears turn red.Ernesta looked up, a familiar feeling washing over her. The brown-nut hair, the clear amber eyes, Roger's appearance reminded her of a childhood friend. If he had grown up, he might have looked just like the guy in front of her.Roger was handsome, wearing a black hoodie and wide-legged khaki p
In a blink, all the memories of this body's owner washed over Ernesta, filling her mind. From the everyday routines to the major life changes, everything played out vividly in her head. Seventeen years of life were absorbed in just a few seconds. Ernesta was amazed by the system's incredible power.Once Ernesta had processed all the data, 001 spoke up,“This body's owner just wanted to live, to keep designing games. Simple as that. So, on the day of the accident, all you had to do was stay off the road, and you would have been safe. Mission accomplished! Easy, right?”Ernesta couldn't help but laugh. “001, is this your first time on a mission?” she asked.“How did you know?”Because your inexperience is practically shouting from every number. Of course, Ernesta wouldn't say that. Until she understood the system's true purpose, she wouldn't turn against it.She tried to avoid the question, changing the topic. “Don't you think this whole story is kind of weird?”001 went silent for a
“Ding! Congratulations, master, on successfully installing the Life-Altering System. I am 001, your AI assistant.”A flat, emotionless voice echoed in her ears. Ernesta opened her eyes wide, looking around in confusion.She found herself suspended in a pitch-black void. Strangely, despite the lack of light, she could see every detail of her own body.Wait… hadn’t she just been hit by a car? Why wasn’t she in the hospital? Could it be that she had died and was now in heaven?“Master, you haven’t died, but the severe brain damage has put you in a deep coma, you’re essentially in a vegetative state. To put it simply, you’re not in heaven, you’re in the system’s space.”That same flat, robotic voice echoed again, making Ernesta freak out. She spun around, looking for something, anything, in the endless darkness, but there was nothing.“Don't bother looking, I'm in your head. We can talk through your thoughts.”Ernesta knew this was totally weird, but freaking out wasn't going to help. She