Siren

Han Li's POV

The system's alerts are buzzing. Loud. Shrill. Persistent.

I ignore them.

I always ignore them.

They've been screaming at me since the moment I hijacked this ridiculous world, since the second I threw the plot off course and refused to play along.

But now? Now it feels like the system is panicking.

I can almost sense it struggling to keep the narrative intact.

Pathetic.

I exhale, rolling my neck to release the tension that has been prickling at my skin throughout my entire meeting with Jiang Wei.

The moment he stepped into my office, I felt it.

The weight of the world trying to force me into submission.

Like invisible strings pulling, whispering: Don't go against the protagonist. Don't fight the natural order. Don't disrupt the script.

But I knew it would be like this.