He Signed My Death, So I Left His World Forever Chapter 10

Sunlight streamed through the half-open blinds, spilling across the soft beige carpet.

I opened my eyes with a start and sat bolt upright in bed, gasping for air.

The terrible pain in my chest was gone. I could breathe easily again, as though nothing had ever happened.

I checked the back of my hand.

There were no needle marks or bruises. I was completely unharmed.

“You’re awake?”

The familiar mechanical voice sounded in my head, though this time there was an almost human note of

relief in it.

[Welcome back to the real world, Host.]

I threw back the covers, got out of bed, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows.

I pulled the curtains open.

Outside, traffic flowed through a bustling modern city.

The sun was shining, and a pleasant breeze stirred the air.

I went into the kitchen and made myself a cup of black coffee.

Its rich, bitter aroma filled the room, washing away the lingering memory of blood and death.

“System, how did things turn out over there?”

I asked casually, holding my coffee.

[The world inside the novel has reached its conclusion.]

[Enzo died in the underground laboratory fire. No remains were recovered.]

[Nina was sentenced to life in prison for multiple felonies.]

[Rosetti Group has entered bankruptcy liquidation, and its remaining assets are being auctioned off.]

The System dutifully reported the final outcomes.

I listened without feeling a thing.

It might as well have been gossip about complete strangers.

They were just characters in a book, with grudges of their own. I’d left that world behind, and that was the

end of it.

I walked over to my desk and picked up the thick manuscript of.

It was the novel that had gotten me dragged into that world in the first place.

I opened it to the final page.

The once-blank page had filled with words on its own, describing how Enzo had perished in the flames.

I smiled.

Then, without a second thought, I fed the manuscript into the paper shredder.

The machine whirred to life.

As it worked, the ridiculous plot, the sickening betrayals, and all that love that had come far too late were

reduced to tiny scraps of paper that fell into the trash.

“Host, what are you planning to do now?” the System asked.

I took a sip of coffee and slid open the glass door to the balcony.

The cool early-autumn breeze felt wonderful against my skin.

“My plans?”

I stretched and looked down at the people bustling along the street below.

“Get a regular job. Make a little money.”

“Maybe date someone normal. Or maybe stay single for the rest of my life.”

“Whatever I decide, I’m going to live my own life.”

[That sounds good.]

The System’s voice began to fade.

[Well then, goodbye, Aubrey.]

“Goodbye.”

My mind fell completely silent.

I leaned against the balcony railing with my coffee, closing my eyes slightly as I enjoyed the warm sunlight.

It was a brand-new day.

And it felt good.