Love System Redemption

Chapter 608: The People Who Hand It Power

It leaned forward again, voice lowering.

"Think about it. The few who embraced their destiny changed the course of history. Imagine what would have

been if everyone who has died since the beginning of the world had done the same."

"And that’s why I'm imploring you, Nnenna, embrace your destiny." The Love System's voice was steady, almost

gentle. "I can’t force you. Neither can my master. Free will is always the first rule. But listen: the reward for

taking this path is far greater than the cost of burying it with you."

Nnenna opened her mouth, but the system held up a hand. "I'll give you tto think. Your human body is still

healing, and with the good points you've earned, it won't be long before you can wake. Try to decide before

then."

"Two days," the System said, setting the deadline like a quiet drumbeat. "Two days in the human world."

Then it stepped back and walked away, leaving Nnenna alone with the tick of a clock and a tight, growing

frustration in her chest.

Two days later.

Outside, on the white lawns of the Love System's world, the girl waited. The light here was soft and bright, like a

promise half kept. She walked up to Nnenna without hurry, eyes calm.

"Have you decided?" she asked.

Nnenna rubbed her temples. "I need more time," she answered, voice thin. "Please, just a little more."

The girl's smile was polite but closed. "I'm sorry. You don’t have more time." She stepped closer. "Decide from

what you've thought over. If you ask me, | would say accept it. You're better off accepting your fate than denying

it."

Nnenna scoffed. "Thanks for tellingto do exactly what your master wants."

The girl pursed her lips, then said, softer, "I hoped | wouldn't have to do this. But maybe it will help you decide.

Look up." She lifted her chin and glanced at the white sky. Then she raised her right hand.

Nnenna obeyed, looking up.

The sky changed. Images flashed, first like pages tearing, then like a rough film finding focus. The scene stitched

together fast: crops browned to dust, rivers running slow, children with hollow faces, cities burning, men with

empty eyes. The flashes cone after another, clean and merciless.

Minutes passed.

Finally Nnenna couldn't take it anymore.

She tried to look away. Her throat tightened. She blinked, pulled at her sleeves, anything to stop the vision. But

her head felt fixed, as if invisible threads held her gaze.

The images kept coming. She could not turn away.

"I can’t look at this anymore. Stop!" Nnenna screamed, but the system didn’t answer. The next scene pushed on.

"Stop it, please," she begged, clutching her face. She had seen dead bodies before, but these were worse, hollow

eyes, children with bellies sucked in, fields turned to ash. The images were on a different level of wrong. Even

with all she had survived, her stomach lurched.

"This is what happens if you refuse your destiny," the Love System said at last, but it didn’t stop the stream.

Nnenna’s voice cracked. "You expectto believe | was made to save the world? I'm only one person."

"Exactly," the System replied when it finally let her look away. "There is only one of you, one piece that matters.

If you refuse, the others cannot finish theirs. The chain breaks."

"So one black cloaked thing will cause all this?" Nnenna asked, desperate for a simple enemy to fight.

"No." The System shook its head slowly. "That black cloaked thing only works because of human fear, doubt, and

hatred. It’s not the root cause. It uses people. Anyone who lets themselves be used becomes the reason these

scenes happen. The danger is not the creature alone, it's the people who hand it power."

Nnenna sat in a hollow silence, the images still burning behind her eyes. The truth was worse than she had

thought: this wasn’t only a monster she could stab. It was a wound in people's hearts.

"If people can resist it, the world will survive," the Love System said, turning to face her. "But many have already

given themselves over. My master hoped they would resist, but they have free will. If they choose that darkness,

they must be stopped."

"So | can really stop them?" Nnenna asked, doubt heavy in her voice.

"You can try," the System said. "You can help those people turn away from the energy. If they refuse, then you

can stop them. It’s better when they change, but sometimes force is the only answer. You're not the whole story,

just one very important part of it."

"Will I have help?" she asked. "You said | would had help before. Will more come?"

"Yes." The System's tone was steady. "You've already had allies. More will come. And my master will help too."

Nnenna stood very still. The deadline had pressed on her like a blade for two days. Fear, doubt, and sorrow

crowded her thoughts, what if she failed? What if she wasn’t enough?

But the images in her mind, the streets emptied by famine and war, pulled her back to a single truth: doing

nothing meant letting that happen.

Finally she straightened, voice low but firm. "I accept."

It was quiet, but the choice felt like lightning. Part of her still trembled, she had spent two days imagining every

way she could fail, but something in her chose to move forward anyway. She would try. She would fight. She

would not let fear decide for her.

The System nodded, a small, pleased motion. "Okay. For the next six months, | will train you, mentally. It won't

be physical work here, because this isn’t your body. But the training will prepare your mind, your will, and your

power. When you return to your body, you'll be able to stand and fight better than before."

"Six months?" Nnenna blinked. "Isn’t that too long? I'll miss a lot."

"You're right," the System said. "It sounds long. But remember: tpasses differently here. Six months in this

world is one month in the real world. You will have plenty of time." It smiled like reassurance. "We start

tomorrow. If you follow my instructions and train, by the tyou wake you'll be a new person. I'll give you

everything you need for your destiny till the day you fight."

Nnenna swallowed, then nodded. "Okay."

One month later in the real world, Nnenna gasped awake. Air filled her lungs with a small, sharp pain, from the

wound, from long sleep, from fear. Her eyes blurred. For a few slow minutes the light hurt; then her vision

sharpened.

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