My name is Rum. It is said that my mother loves alcohol so much that she pursued being a bartender even against the wishes of her parents. She had me when she was 25, and she raised me for five years.

She died due to an accident on the highway.

From then on, the I was placed in the care of my grandparents. They were strict business tycoons whose sole purpose is to wipe down enemies in the business world. Since I was the only child of their only daughter, I was raised to become a capable heir by the same people who raised my mother.

I could understand why my mother grew up rebellious. Her parents were the type who only provides and works all day long. They raised me in the same way too, so I knew the feeling well.

I inherited the Roseon Industries when my Grandmother died. Grandpa decided to retire after she died.

That as the only time I saw the loneliness and sadness in his eyes. I think he deeply loves my Grandmother, but is unable to express it well. Now that she is dead, he seem to have lost the will to live.

A year later, my grandfather died peacefully on his sleep. I stood over his grave which was also beside his wife and daughter's Graves, in a huge masoleum.

I was the only one left in this cold world.

Striving to protect the hard works of my family, I worked tirelessly. I had no time for any sorts of drama like romance or shit. I'm constantly trying to survive the attacks of my own relatives and the schemes of competitors.

I couldn't let my guard down, so I was still an unmarried woman at age 50.

That's when I decided to adopt a child.

"This is Zyrin. He is ten years old this year. Type O blood, had no records of hereditary diseases, and he is very smart."

Zyrin, the child I raised to become an heir. The child I learnt to love and care for, the child that smiles even though I am incapable of showing him the same emotions.

The child which I watched as he grew up from the small ten years old to the thirty years old man who is capable of turning tides in the business world and leading the company into a brighter future.

The child who also became my end.

"Why did you do this?"

The smiles on his face was now replaced by a cold look. His eyes which reminded me of my mother's own had only sharp hatred in them.

"I am the child born from the son who came from the womb of your grandfather's illegitimate daughter. My mother was also his daughter's daughter but she was discriminated and shamed!"

"So you are my nephew?"

"Who wants to be family with you? I despise the lot of you in the Craften family. You pretentious pricks who had nothing on your mind but honour and fame. You couldn't even spare my mother!"

He clenched his fists while he sat there. I calmly stood up, feeling quite dizzy.

" In my old age, I wanted nothing but to give you everything. "

" What? "

Picking up the small watering pot by the side of my table with calm yet unsteady hands, I watered the cactus near my window.

" My mother died when I was five. By then, I did not know where to go and what to do. Grandpa and Grandma came to pick me out of the misery I was in only to put me into more misery."

Placing down the pot, I turned to look at the window, counting the last minutes I still have left. The poison he placed in my tea should be fast acting, but the training I had when I was young prevented it from killing me then and there.

" I had to live fearing the next days of my life. I did not want to ever wake up only to be sent into a cold room where I had to spend my day being poisoned and tortured in order to mold a perfect successor. I had to endure humiliation and gaslighting, learning to resist the physical pain and the mind play in the name of succession. Overtime I forgot who I am and what I was here for. I only want to survive. "

I looked over, seeing the horrified look on his face.

" If I truly hated you and was truly as heartless as the rest of the family, I would have molded you the same way they had molded me. You should have been thankful grandfather left your mother and grandmother alone. They must have been killed by the relatives because they feared that if they were able to kill me, grandfather would take you guys in and he would still have a sucessor. "

" You must be lying. "

He growled. I was too old to argue with a young man, so I just looked out of the window again, feeling the peaceful breeze upon my face.

'Whether you believe me or not, does it matter? My work is done after all. Even if you did not poison me, I would have expired eventually. "

" But I poisoned you! Are you not angry?! "

Anger? I would never feel anger for this person.

He is the son I raised afterall.

But I don't need to say it, he wouldn't believe it after all.

My vision started to turn black. I held my head with my hand with a chuckkle.

" I hate this. I really hate how much I loved a child like you."

My body tilted to the right and I fell down with a thud.

"Ah, sweet death. No pain, No more suffering."

Then I passed away.

But my death did not last.

'Is that breeze against my face? there's breeze in the afterlife? '

or is it my brain playing tricks on me? I read once that the brain replays the memories inside it after one dies, which makes us relive our past.

But when she opened her eyes the world around her made her feel speechless and surprised.

She saw the bluest of skies she had ever seen, the fluffiest of clouds that she could ever gaze upon and tons of multi-coloured peony flowers.

"Ah!"

Is that... is that a Kunpeng*? (A Chinese mythical creature which is said to have two forms, the Kun and the Peng.)

"What in the world-Ah!"

She shielded her eyes from the light that flashed from the side and flew to another.

"Fireflies-No, those are blue humming birds."

A swarm of blue humming birds flew above her, all of them glowing blue.

it was amazing. Later, she saw gold glowing far ahead and when it got closer, she was amazed to find out that they were butterfllies.

Something casted a huge shadow above her, so she looked up from playing with the butterflies in facination.

"Woah!"

Huge, elegant looking koi fishes swam above her in the clouds. White koi fishes with orange patches, with red patches, and orange koi fishes with black patches and white patches were also present.

But the most beautiful among them is the sole black koi fish that has golden patches all over it and long fins with the same golden colour streaking the fins.

"So beautiful..."

This dreamland is so amazing.. She never felt so overwhelmed with beauty before.

Then out of knowhere a pink lotus bloomed above the heavens and a holographic

peony appeared in front of her.

[Welcome to the Roseon Palace]

"Wait come again?"

That is when she met the creation who called itself a SYSTEM.

"Where am I and what are you?"

[I am a System. This is called the Roseon Plains. You are my host, which will become the hope and salvation of many worlds.]

"Roseon Palace? My company? Pardon me but I still cannot comprehend the reason why I am here. I am dead, am I right?"

[Unfortunately yes. But rejoice! You were born for greatness. Death is nothing but a superficial phenomenon which led you to this new chapter of your destiny.]

" What is my purpose? If I am here after death, then I must have a purpose. "

[Do you want to access the purpose of the system? If so, please listen to the terms of service and the agreement.]

"Yes please."

The screen in front of her closed and another holographic screen appeared in front of her. This time it was all in golden writing and golden screen.

[I will now narrate the terms of service and agreement.]

"This will be long... "

And she was right. If she was not a person who had patience comparable that to a god whose believers always go to pray and grieve, she would have been bored to death.

Also, the days of being a C. E. O. helped.

" So you're saying that I was only a character whom fate dictated as a stepping stone for the son of fate which is Zyrin. He would also marry my enemy's granddaughter?"

Rum pursued her lips.

[Are you sad?]

"No, I just think it's a bit disgusting. To think he would marry a person from the Schmidt Household who sent assassins to kill both him and I. I wonder how he would react if he found out that those people were the same ones who colluded to kill his mother? "

The system remained silent.

" Alright, are you done restating the terms of service and the agreement? "

[Yes.]

A grin appeared on her face, and to the system it seemed calculative.

" So, it's time for me to state my own conditions too. "

[Pardon? You want to state conditions in front of the system of God?]

" Ofcourse. Or is it not possible to put down my own conditions before God?"

[Technically yes. He is God afterall.]

'hoh? What a nuisance. do they think I'm a pushover?'

" Then I also cannot help you."

she shrugged.

[What? did you not hear the terms of services?]

" I do not really care. I only love my self preservation. If I cannot even put down my own conditions, then I don't see any reasons to agree."

[Then we will have to kill your soul.]

" Then that's a loss."

She shrugged and closed her eyes whilst she lay suspended on air.

[This!]

This Human! How dare she put forth such request?! Is she trying to become someone higher than the system itself? Filthy lowly being.

Even as she lay there, she could feel the animosity of the system. If she did pass this tribulation, she would first remove this system.

Such as filthy thing trying to control her.

"What now? I'm waiting for death here."

[You fucking filthy thing!]

In her subconcious, Rum rolled her eyes in distaste.

After a long time, the system finally agreed with a final threat to Rum.

"Now we're talking."

This is where it starts.

'I am not a sitting duck after all.'

"First of all I want complete control over myself and my actions. If you try to even sabotage me, I want you to bear punishment."

[How dare you human being!]

"Well, we can stop now if you want."

The system became silent for a moment, before it commanded Rum to continue.

"Second, I want to preserve myself first than anything. If the situation gets sticky and it isn't going to harm my mission, then I can just walk away."

[Continue.]

"Third, I want to have one wish at every world. Any type of wish. In exchange, I will make sure to fulfill my missions as requested with swiftness and a 99 percent chance of success."

[99? Why not a hundred?]

"I'm leaving a leeway fro myself."

[TSK.]

"Third, I want to be immortal. If you guarantee this, then I can guarantee the 100 percent."

[I have never seen such arrogance before. Be careful not to burn yourself playing fire like this.]

" I play with fire all the time. I do not fear getting burnt. "

[Tsk, such arrogance.]

" Fourth, I want to have my own privilege to obtaining answers to questions I necessarily need answers to. Do not worry, I won't ask questions about your origins, God's secret or anything that could threaten you."

[Hm, I can let you have that.]

Bingo. She was not aiming for his answers, she was aiming to answer them by herself. She's a master of gathering information from enemies like this afterall. Sooner or later she would figure out how to get rid of this chain called system and the Deity it serves.

"Fifth, I want to carry my ability the Crow's Beak with me forever."

[Oh, that disastrous thing. Huh, Ofcourse a weak human like you would need it. Fine, this will also be accepted. This is all of it right? I do not take kindly to the act of greed.]

"This will be the last one."

[Go on.]

"I want to have eight abilities which I can carry forever."

[You really are greedy. Fine, I can also give you this.]

"First, I want the Perfect face value. You know what I mean about this. Second, I want the ability to have the space manipulation ability. Third, I want to have the perfect offense and defense abilities. Fourth, I want to have the mind read ability. Fifth, I want to have the ability to use magic. You can do this right? Sixth, please let me have unlimited luck. Seventh, let me have alchemy and eight, tracking skills would be great. "

[I can give you first, second, fourth, and fifth. third, sixth and seventh needed to be learnt by yourself in the hall of Champions.]

" Then I will change those three. "

The system grew speechless. Why did the lord choose this woman?

[Go on.]

" I will change alchemy for the ability to resist any type of psychological and emotional attacks. I will also change the third ability for the ability to read into the past actions of people. Then lastly, I will change the sixth ability for the ability to turn any type of food and drink resource edible."

[done.]

" then let us make the new agreement contract. "

'

Do you think I won't remember signing the contract? '

[Alright.]

" Oh before that, I want you to swear by your God's name that this contract will never be revoked ever under any circumstances."

'This shitty human is too meticulous. She's worth the title of a cutthroat demon.'

the system then pledged using the name of its God and then signed the revised contract with Rum after she reviewed it.

" Now what do I need to do? "

[Hell is about to go down so prepare yourself, Human.]

What hell has she not seen yet? if it really is hell, she would be impressed!

Hundred thousand Years in the Hall of Champions later

The big doors opened and out came a reformed Rum. She carried the air of dignity, elegance and pride whilst standing near the entrance wearing white shirt and black pants.

Her soul was young again. Maybe age 20.

[You're back. Would you like to rest or head out?]

The hateful system whose name was Hyros greeted her with indifference when she got out. Rum grinned at the glowing ball sheepishly.

"Well I want to go and rest. But you won't be so happy about that would you?"

[Yes. You are wasting time.]

Rum sighed and returned to the main room of the Roseon Palace.

"Alright, let's go and clean up after bastards."

She layed down on the big comfortable bed and dove into the first world she had to clean up.

"I would never have this thing as my daughter."

'Huh?'

Rum opened her eyes and saw carpeted floors. She adjusted her vision and looked for the source of the voice.

Sitting beside an automatic fireplace on a velvet couch was a tall man with cold emerald eyes. It seems to be looking at her.

" But what should we do about her, Milord?"

The handsome tall man pursued his lips in thought for a moment. But Rum could see that he was just doing it for sarcasm.

"Since everybody had seen her enter this place then just raise her and kick her out after she's capable enough. Place her in the farthest part of the house, feed and educate her and then make sure she survives."

"Yes, Milord."

She was then led out of that gorgeous and elegant Victorian era core room.

Silently, she followed the maids to a very secluded part of the house where silence reigned.

"This is your new room Miss. If you need anything just press this button and someone will come for you."

They silently went out, even dodging eye contact with her on the way.

When the servants left, the calmness on Rum's face dispersed.

"System, what type of bullshit is this?!"

[What?]

"I'm a child!"

[Yeah? I didn't tell you?]

Rum felt coldness creep from her foot to her neck and then her face. She could almost feel the system's malicious smile.

[You will start as a child in every world you go. To do your mission well, we took great lengths to make it easier for you to infiltrate the subject's circle. Isn't it great? Anything you do will be pardoned, because you are a child!]

A murderous expression appeared on Rum's face as she balled her fist, realizing the system has totally ripped her off.

"You!"

A malicious looking man whose face is obscured in the darkness smiled wide with triumph, looking at the huge screen in front of him which displays an upset little girl with black hair and icy blue eyes.

i

"Receive information."

Rum layed in bed to receive the information. Series of information appeared inside her head, exploding out of what seemed like a cube.

This is a world where science makes life go around. Even though it has not reached the interstellar era we all dreamed of, it is indeed a thriving world here medicine, food and communication was even comfortable than it was in the 21st century era.

But like every other story in every other world, greed consumed human beings. Those above grew even more adamant on change .

They wanted to change their fates. They aim to become immortal.

This is where all the mishaps started and then years later, this greed will start what we call an Apocalypse.

Although, this was not always the case.

You see, this world was supposed to be an easy going C. E. O. World where the only problem in the main character's life is the people who wanted to bed them, people who are obsessed with them, people who wanted them dead and finally their inner conflicts.

Typical dog-blood drama if you want to describe it brief and concise.

The Female lead is a Femme Fatale who had been reborn. Although, her memories consist only of the C. E. O. world information. She came back from the first life and would like to redo the mistakes she has done and get together with the Male lead.

Which is Rum-or the body she inhibits's Father.

He is also the target for this mission.

Currently 25, Agar Frey is said to be the most promising of all the third generation rich kids even before he entered the business society.

In short, he is your typical business genius.

Him and the Female lead actually were enemies in the business circle. But with all the fighting-and flirting-they fell inlove.

But before all that, this burden called Adessa Lonora Frey arrived at the Frey household.

She was the by-product of a night of schemes and mistakes. Her mother was from a family the Frey family was wary of. They hated this family because of the many offense it had with the Freys.

So her sudden appearance after the fall of that family brought great disgust to the current master of the Frey Estate, Agar Frey himself.

It is said that because of neglect, she grew up twisted and jealous of other people. She strive to get her father's approval to no vail. She watched as all the work she has put into the company was considered lowly while the small drawings of her half brother brought great joy to her father.

Because of this, she always plots to kill the mother and son duo. Agar at first turned a blind eye to this since she contributed a lot to the company. But overtime he grew tired of her and her growing sloppiness at work.

He just ordered to have her killed.

The Female lead, this wolf in sheep's clothing even orchestrated a great accident for her after the male lead obviously gave her permission to do so.

The twisted lady died, and it didn't even make a ripple.

The task is to make sure the male lead survives the Apocalypse and produces a son who shall carry the luck of the world like the male lead. It did not state if it has to be the female lead. But to be sure, Rum will find the female lead and have her meet with the male lead.

'I mean, scumbags is fit for another scumbag right?'

If they love each other so much and wants to build a family that much, Rum would gladly help them, these scum couple.

As a parent herself seeing the past of the child she now inhibits, she just could not blame the child. She was only five when she came here and without even trying to understand and investigate the life of this child before she came into the Frey house, Agar Frey disregarded her like a trash, feeding and providing for her like some sort of pet kept for appearances.

You can imagine how suffocated and alone she must have felt...

"It's okay now Adessa, I'll make sure to take revenge on your behalf. Even if I cannot harm the leads, I can at least kill a few other culprit."

She opened her eyes and sat up.

" I am five and the Apocalypse will happen next year. I have time to prepare and locate the culprit behind the scenes. It would be easy to kill them then. If I fail to kill them before the Apocalypse, then I'll kill them in the Apocalypse. I just have to hide my identity when chaos starts. No one really cares if I am alive or not. "

For now, she will have to spend her time getting used to this new body, starting with her physical capabilities.

in the Hall of Champions, she learned every type of self-defense. But the body she has now will have to keep up with her memory.

"HUP!"

For now, she will do some Yoga to strengthen her body core and then some exercises for flexibility. She's young, so the more flexible she is the better. The advantage she would have to exploit is her small height and her small body.

'I have to become swift and flexible since hand - in-hand combat would be difficult for this body.'

So except for washing up, eating and taking walks outside, she spent her days exercising or learning about the people behind the scenes.

She also befriended the servants in order to receive daily gossip from them and it did not fail her.

As for her cheap father, she has not seen him and would only hear about the latest news about him and his company or which celebrity he brought in as a partner in some parties and such.

Not that Rum cared anyway. As long as she knew where he was at, it was alright. Maybe the system thought of this too so it was silent and just giving her updates every now and then.

"Today, I might as well go kill some people."

[Finally. I'm already bored to death.]

She stood up and pulled out a mask from her space. It was not a very fancy mask, just a full-on gas mask which had the generic colour of black.

But it had been enforced with magic to stop it from getting damaged.

"Well, you're excited."

What an evil system.

Carefully locking the door and leaving behind a copy of herself, peacefully sleeping in her bed, she jumped out of the balcony and disappeared. She appeared above of a building overlooking the metropolis which the sunset illuminated.

Rum found the first target a month after she came here. It was the aunt of Adessa Lonora Frey.

She had that sly smile on her face and a very cunning personality.

She married a director from a big University so she avoided the calamity of her family.

"Living so comfortable after the deeds she and her family had put this child through as well as her own sister? Now, Now. We can't have that right?"

[Well, you should just k*ll her.]

"No... Not yet. At least not now. Let's wait for the night to fall down."

She stared at the horizon as the short-haired woman walked around the mall shopping for luxury things.

"Wait, shopping. I can actually embezzled funds from her."

[In preparation for the Apoclypse?]

"Yes. Although I don't need it, let's just mess with her."

She waved her hands and a holographic screen only visible to her, appeared out of thin air.

This was the server she can use to connect to the network of the world she is currently in. She can do everything in here, and obviously it beats any type of technology any world could have.

"Alright. Since I can't stop the Apocalypse, I'll just make sure the appropriate people suffers more than the others."

She began her meticulous work and made sure that every swipe of that platinum card, she would be charged double and the other funds would go to Rum's virtual account she made in her space.

[Hey, buy me some peanuts or some smoke.]

She found out in the system user manual that the system also have their own incentives, but they can only get it after the world had been cleaned up or conquered.

"Alright."

So how can Rum not buy him a lot of snacks? Even if she hates this system, she also find him quite pitiful.

The man who received the bags of snacks and a lot of smoke, sat down on his chair to watch the show.

In just a few seconds, the platinum card almost had no funds on it. But this was not something that certain woman worries about. She was afterall, a rich man's wife.

But oh baby, was she wrong.

She did escape from death that day, but over the next few months, she and her family met with unfortunate circumstances .

Their company began to decline , her husband began to have problems at work, her children got into accidents and they had to pay for both damages to victims, damages to public property, one of them went to the police and was bailed out with a huge prize, and one broke a bone and had to go under surgery which costed them almost three hundred thousand.

She also found out that her husband had a son outside.

"ARGH!!!!!!"

She broke everything or anything she sees. With anger boiling from the pits of her being, she went and assaulted the mistress which landed her in jail.

The system watched in pure horror how one single person took only 3 days to destroy a family and even implicate others whom she deemed worthy of such treatment.

She only used three days to scheme...

[You are a menace to society.]

Rum, who was in her space managing her stocks of food, water, beverage and other needed things she bought for the Apocalypse, just hummed.

There were clothing too and weapons. From guns, knives and swords.

"What?"

[Are you not guilty?]

"What for? This line of work is just like the Times where I handled the businesses of my family."

She placed the cans of baked beans in order inside the preservation shelves.

"There. Now what we lack is the materials we can use to make some salves and some potions."

She went back to the real world just in time for the maids to come with food for her.

As usual, they were friendly with her, pity evident in their eyes.

Rum felt bad. People in here are too nice. If she was a villainous girl, they would have become her pawns.

They told her to eat well and was about to go out when a small boy, maybe age 7 came in arrogantly, staring at the maids then at the little girl who was about to eat her food.

He had an upset look on his face, walked over and knocked all the food out of the table.

"Young master!"

The maids tried to stop him, but he already picked up an bread from the floor and threw it at Rum.

"Pig! Disgusting monster child! Why are you still in my uncle's house?! You and your mother, both dirty and vile! Always wanting to leech off my father! If you didn't come, then uncle would have no problem marrying anyone!"

Rum, who had been hit with a bread on her small face, gritted her teeth.

She can't just slap this kid, not right now. That would be no fun.

" Miss, are you alright?! "

" You dare to help this shit?! "

The maids wanted to comfort her, but the boy glared at them, and even picked up a spoon and threw it at Rum, hitting her eye.

It would have hurt for someone else, Rum expected it to hurt too. But there was none. Even as the gash on her eye bled, she felt nothing.

"Miss!"

The older maid heard about the commotion and came worriedly. The young master is known to be prone to hurting people, especially those whom his uncle did not like.

When she saw the bleeding girl, so frail and poor, she couldn't help but shed tears.

But the child looked up and smiled at her so innocent and sweetly.

"It's okay, I'm used to this."

Used to it?

The child hopped down as if nothing happned, took a cloth from her closet and pushed it to her eyes to stop the bleeding.

"Miss! Let us help you stop the bleeding-"

"I'm really okay! Don't trouble yourself. Just-clean the room and go..."

Is... she worried they would get in trouble if they helped her? Just what did the young master do?

The old maid turned to look at the seven years old with disapproval, which made the young boy shrink his neck and run out.

They had no choice but to clean the room and leave, since the young lady looked really worried and terrified.

They felt that if they insisted, she would become even more scared.

"Just, tell us if you need anything, miss."

Ofcourse this event was not reported to the Male lead since they all knew he never cared for the young lady.

Rum sat there, looking at the mirror and smiling.

"So that was my cousin, Arlet."

She saw that the cut was not that deep, but enough to leave a scar on her eyelids and below her eyes.

"So the pain receptor of this body had been cut off."

Those people, they're much more evil than she thought.

[Are you not going to heal that?]

"No Ofcourse not. Later, this would be useful. It also looks kind of cool, right?"

[You're really one type of scum, woman.]

Rum just smiled and cleaned the wound with water and did not even bother to cover it.

"Now, time to relax. I want to play with the dolls."

She grabbed a small pink suitcase from her and opened it while sitting on the floor.

"Those people really are cruel. But they do have taste."

The dolls she mentioned were weapons. The adults around the original owner called them dolls to fool the people around them in case they ask the small child what she liked to play with.

They did not want to raise a marriageable object, rather this child from the Freys will be used as a weapon.

They had this sick image of what if a daughter of the flourishing happy family of the prestigious Frey House becomes a dirty murderer?

[Well only you would be happy to see them.]

Weapons, from small knives to small shurikens, poison needles and bottles of poisons made to kill a bull in one pierce, was inside the case. There were also chains connected to two small curved knives, syringes, dart board, darts, a dart gun, and finally arrow heads detached from it's body and a dismantled crossbow.

Rum picked up one of the poison bottles and opened it.

[One dose can kill thirteen bulls. They sure did everything to create a weapon. Who would have thought they would perish before they could even achieve the purpose of all their efforts?]

"What a pity."

Adessa was really a pitiful cannon fodder.

"Her trash father even added to the pain."

It was really tragic that Rum could only smile bitterly. Her life and this child's life seemed to mirror each other in some ways.

She must use this life well and die peacefully as someone with glory and Valor rather than someone used as a stepping stone.

With a hum, Rum started to play with her toys. First she assembled the cross bow with nimble, small hands. It was obviously made for a little girl, maybe she could use it until she was about ten. It was supposed to be heavy, since it was made out of silver mixed it steel and wood.

She placed down the cross bow and was about to assemble the arrows when someone spoke behind her.

"What are you doing with those things?"

Rum looked up, one eye unable to open up fully.

[The hell?!]

'how did he get there?!'

There behind her towered Agar himself. His eyes were scary, that Rum had to calm herself down.

How he got there was not the question, but the fact that he saw her with these things. How to explain it was not even a question.

One wrong explanation could either get her killed or kicked out of the house.

So, she chose to looked down and finish assembling the arrows while humming.

Ignored, Agar raised a brow. He came here after hearing about what his nephew did and how the maids left the child after she refused to be taken care of.

He was here to reprimand her, to tell her not to go around the house looking like a battered child and let the maids take care of her and not be troublesome.

"Did you hear me?"

The child placed the second arrow she had assembled on the ground carefully and stood up from the ground, hands pushing her body up.

"I'm playing, don't disturb me."

She picked up the crossbow and the arrow, loading it with expertise and pulled out a round target carefully from the suit case and then pulled it towards the wall.

He examined the suitcase, and narrowed his yes.

weapons, a lot of weapons. How did this get inside his house? Where did she get all of these?

"Uhm. .."

He turned to the side and saw an expectant little girl.

"Can you put this up please? I can't play with my dolls if I don't have this up."

"Dolls? "

The child nods and as if she remembered something, a smile bloomed from her face, and she kneeled by the suitcase again, and waved her hands at him.

The system watched as his host began to dig holes for some poor unfortunate souls out there.

[They would not even know how they died after this. What a cruel plan, human.]

" What? "

" Come, let's play! I always play with the adults, but then they all just disappeared one day... Can you play with me?"

"Why would you play with something so dangerous?"

The child looked at him innocently, with a slight frown on her face.

"Mary Quinn and my dollies aren't mean. Why are you calling them dangerous?"

"Are you dumb? Which part of these things looked like a doll to you?"

"I don't know what you're saying but you're so mean!"

She glared at him, but still proceeded to proudly introduce him to her dolls. The more she spoke, the more his face darkened.

"Who gave them to you? The adults?"

"Yes! It's a present after passing the tests!"

Agar felt something off with the word 'TEST' so he crouched down and looked at the small child with serious eyes.

"What test? Did they do something to you?"

"Nothing really. Hm, well. Grandpa said the test is like a small game, where If I win I get a dolly if I don't then I would see mommy. But Uncle said mommy's dead, so it means Addie would die. But Addie didn't want to die so Addie tried so hard not to die. Grandpa was so happy, so every time Addie passes, Addie gets a dolly!"

" They usually do what? "

The child closed her mouth and looked around warily. Then she moved herself close to him and spoke in a hushed tone.

" Addie can't tell you, you'll end up like Benny! "

Like a thief, she moved away and stood up, finding the crossbow interesting again.

Agar looked at th suitcase again, and remembered that she said she received a gift every time she passed.

Looking at these many things in front of him, seems to tell him how much she had suffered.

He knew well the darkness of that certain family...

They.. dared to toy around with the Frey bloodline?!

Rum looked at him from the side while he inspect the items with a dark face.

She smiled. The disaster has been avoided, and maybe she wouldn't have to do anything to destroy those people since this man would destroy them himself.

Call it a type of favour for the child he never cared about. Even if it's for his own self satisfaction, it was better than nothing.

[Bah, Boring! We could have killed them!]

'Oh come on, it' s going to be a fun year! Trust me! '

[Che, your call.]

"NO! Don' t take away my dollies! Don't take them away!"

Agar and a few close subordinates attempted to get the suitcase from a hostile child who made a fort under her bed. The bed was made from heavy wood, so it would be hard to get her out.

"Sir, what to do?"

"What do young girls like? Bring them here."

So they brought in real dolls, teddy bears, cute and expensive things, delicious treats and many more. The quantity of the things brought in was something a hundred children could play with. Rum had a deadpanned face from where she hid.

'This type of flexing money somehow pisses me off...'

Bah, it's not her money so whatever he buy she doesn't care.

It's just really too extra.

But nothing could lure her out. Not even the Apocalypse.

"Is that all of it?"

The close subordinates bowed their heads.

Agar massaged his head, and decided to leave the room with his men.

The room became deserted, and Rum crawled out thriumpathly.

She could have given the weapons to him, but she want to irritate him more. She did not care if she incur his wrath as long as he also feel anger against the people of that cursed family.

"Hum! Now that it's done Addie will go get some food-YAH!!!!!"

"Gotcha."

HOW DOES HE KEEP SNEAKING UP LIKE THAT?!

'SYSTEM HOW DOES HE KEEP ON SNEAKING UP LIKE THAT?!'

[I do not know! F*ck, what type of bug is this?!]

Even the system became speechless and puzzled. The man held unto her while his men dragged the suitcase out.

Rum felt hot tears flow out of her eyes, and she started to cry. With such a bullied appearance, dangling from the hands of the master who held her through her clothes, with a cut by her eyes, she cuts a sorry figure.

"Don't take it away, if you take away Addie will die! Addie doesn't want to die!"

Something tugged at their hearts. They heard from the Master what the suitcase contained. For her to feel like her life depends on those deadly things, it was really sad.

" Stop it. You won't die. '

The child rubbed her eyes and still cried.

"You're lying! Addie needs them! My dollies WAHHHHHHH!!!!!"

"I told you, you won' t die so you won't die."

The child who looked at him in an accusing way, just held in sobs but tears still streamed from her eyes.

"Then, then if you take Addie's dollies... Let me take my favorite dolly! You can have Addie's other Dollies then..."

"Don't mess around."

"Please...?"

They had a moment of staring competition, before he placed down and let her do her thing.

She opened the suitcase and pulled out weapons after weapons, which surprised the adults. The amount and quality of these weapons and the ease of the way she pulled them out...

Were they raising a weapon?!

Those bastards from the Roland family!

"I found little Leyla. I'll take Leyla!"

It was a red box which doesn't seem that much, but after seeing the other things it would not come as a surprise if it was something deadly.

"What is inside?"

"Leyla. She's really pretty! Do you wanna see? But you can't take Leyla!"

"I promised."

She looked at him with a small squinty glare, before opening the box. Encased inside were bottles carefully tucked into a foamed case containing black coloured liquid, three small rings, and a small syringe gun made out of thick glass and silver.

" That's Leyla young miss? What does she do?"

"She is Addie's first Dollie. Leyla makes Addie stronger! So you can't take Leyla from Addie!"

"Ofcourse."

They looked at the Master in shock. He won't take such a dangerous thing from the young miss?!

"Wah! Old man is the best!"

Old.. Old man...

"let's go. Call the physician over to tend to her. Ask Mr. Rey to come here too."

"Yes Sir."

"One of you stay here to watch over her."

"Yes sir."

With one look at the child, Agar left again with his men.

"Addie wants to sleep, you can go outside."

The subordinate nods and closes the door after he went out.

[Wow, did you really cry like a kid?]

'It was not me. It was the feelings of the original owner.'

[I really need to check on things. Hey, I'll just check on some updates alright? I'll be back in one week.]

'Sure whatever.'

The system left and Rum sat in her bed, smiling to herself.

Although he could surprise her with his prescence, she had no trouble reading his mind.

Well, ahem, after she feels his presence that is. But she's sure it was just some bug and it will be fixed soon by the system. After all, this is not one of those Rouge systems so it's going to be alright.

But that man...

He's thinking of revenge. Agar Frey hated it when people taints the name and bloodline of the Frey family. She was already the greatest stain of the Frey family, he had enough.

"Run while you can, rodents. Daddy's going to take care of you for me."

She closed her eyes to sleep for a moment, protectively hugging the small box where Leyla her supposed dolly was in.

The system however arrived in a great hall. The place was pitch black, there was nothing in sight.

Speaking in this darkness was the system and Lord God.

"That is all for my report."

"I am well aware. That man, let him be. As long as you and the chosen finished the work and go to another world, we can repair the small errors in the stream of destinies."

"Yes sir."

"To aid you, I give access to the level two portal to the world library to you and an additional ability to the chosen. Go forth and help her."

"Yes, Lord."

"I don't want to. No, Addie don't need it since Addie is strong."

The two doctors sighed. They were known as prominent physicians. One from the child development department and the other in the art of medicine.

But convincing one small child proved to have shaken their resolves.

They have never met a child like this before. Maybe a couple of times there were weird patients, but never a patient who is overall healthy yet also sick.

"How is she?"

They turned to bow towards Agar who came in with a cold face. The child walked away to a corner with her phone, eyes glued on something about murder.

Of course it was a murder report about her relative. Damn, Agar work fast!

Then the psychiatrist gave solemn look at Agar and sighed.

"She is very intelligent and has a healthy mind. She clearly knows what is wrong or right morally. But, due to the nature of her upbringing, she is very different from other children... It is great that she does not need the help of others or she does not cry in pain but it's pretty abnormal, her level I mean."

" So is she harmful or not? "

They turned to look at the child who is now busy with the books she found in a shelf earlier, unimpressed with the colourful children's books in the table they bought for her.

" All I can say is, the more she looks okay the more she may be deteriorating inside. Her eyes is still filled with innocence, so it's not too late to let her form human emotions which are genuine. Right now, I think she may have copied how others acted, so it's better that she copies good emotions. "

" How about her body? "

" She is very cooperative with the check up. "

But the doctor's face was grave. Agar felt that he will not be saying anything good at all.

" Is she terminally ill? "

" Nor sir. She is healthy but the things is... I do not know if it's congenital or not but she does not feel pain at all. I did all the tests needed but I couldn't be sure so it's better to take her for a thorough inspection."

Cannot feel pain...

" Is that all of it? "

" Ah, by the way. I noticed that when I took a sample of her blood it looked really dark and it smelled like medicine. I may sound impudent but it smelt like poison. "

" Poison? That... Boss, did they do something to her since she was an infant? "

Poison resistance. The more you take in and resist, the better you will handle poison. But the consequences would be that your blood would become poisonous itself and it would be hard to find a blood donor which the poison in your blood would not resist from. To achieve this dark, strong smelling blood, some people from big families would train their bodies from young, at least needing fifteen years to become invincible.

If she had gone through such a horrendous process everyday from the day she was born, then she truly have suffered.

"I will take her to get tested. Thank you for coming."

"Ah, it is our pleasure sire. Please be well, we will be going now."

The two of them were escorted out of the house after being payed. Agar seated himself on a sofa and called the little child who sat on a corner.

The child stood up and walked towards him, eyes held no fear or wariness against him at all.

It made him think of a clueless mouse heading right into a trap.

"Old man, you look good today!"

"Are you flattering me?"

The child just giggled and sat on another sofa right in front of him, looking so expectant.

"No, I just think you're way handsome than those two from earlier! I wish I was a boy."

Agar narrowed his eyes. Why would she say that?

"Why do you want to be a boy?"

"Because I want to be as handsome as you?"

'He he.'

Agar looked at this little girl who looks a lot like him but way softer and smaller.

"You can't be as handsome as me. Never."

"Hmp! If Addie stayed with grandpa then Addie can become anything!"

She crossed her arms. A dangerous glint emitted from Agar's eyes, that made a chill run along Rum's spine.

"OH? Is that so? So you're saying he's powerful than I am?"

She issued a stiff laugh.

'Why am I getting afraid of him?!'

"Well, grandpa is pretty powerful. He removes pain, he removes anguish, he removes everything! But he's mean sometimes, taking away Addie's playmates."

"Isn't that lonely?"

"Lonely? That's useless no? Grandpa said I shouldn't be like mommy, if I become like mommy always listening to her heart he will turn Addie into fish food. Addie saw him taking Thomas out and grinding him into fish food, it looked really awful."

That old man from the Roland family, the same man who had once put his father through a hundred days of torture. After getting out of prison, he eventually became the Head of the unorthodox businesses of their family.

Agar grew up knowing them as enemies, people who made his father quite twisted.

Now they did it onto this child.

Even if she is indeed a dirt under his soles, something he would never like, she was still his flesh and blood.

He will have to kill each and everyone of them, as payment for their continuous offense against the Frey Family.

"You. Tomorrow, we will go out."

"Outside? Are you going to buy me playmates?"

Is she referring to the black market?

Her expectant look made him feel somewhat horrible.

He still did not like her, but he couldn't help but be angry for her.

It was honesty very troubling.

Rum smiled in her subconscious. She knew it was just pity, but that's a lot right? Her mission is to stay beside him and keep him safe until he shags someone to have a son. If she could not stay beside him as a daughter, maybe she has the chance as a future subordinate.

'Yeah, let' s become a subordinate. '