A cruel smile tugged at her lips. "Now, they've finally given up on you completely. Do you know where they went? They went home to pack. Today, they're taking me abroad for a vacation."
She threw the words at me with malice, waiting for me to explode. To scream. To cry.
But she was disappointed.
Receiving this answer right before my death brought a strange sense of closure.
I nodded lightly. "So that's what you think."
I turned around and walked out.
As I stepped out of the hospital, the System's voice echoed in my mind.
*"Michelle Fox. Among the 574 hosts I have bound, you are the only one who used the tenth and final Resurrection chance. As per the contract, your soul will be devoured by the System."*
*"However, as a commemoration, I will grant you a parting gift."*
The moment the System finished speaking, the countdown on my arm hit zero.
