Exit the Game

I was reborn into a mission world where The System assigned me four male leads.

If I could successfully win over just one of them, I—who had died in a car crash in my original world—would be resurrected.

But I failed to win over any of them.

All four fell in love with this world’s female lead.

And so, each of them spat venom at me, told me to go die.

In the end, my mission failed, and I took my own life to leave.

Only when they saw my body did they finally, completely, break.

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【Host, the mission has failed. The twenty-five-year deadline has been reached. You may no longer continue.】

The System’s voice echoed in my mind as I stood outside the grand wedding hall. Inside, Liam and Luna were sharing a kiss on the altar.

He was the last male lead I had tried to win over.

And now, he too was a failure.

When I was first born into this world, The System made a deal with me: successfully romance one of the four designated male leads within twenty-five years, and I could return to life in my own world.

But in twenty-five years, I hadn't succeeded with a single one.

Maybe fate itself didn't want me to live.

I turned away and walked until I reached the busiest overpass in the city. The System had said that with the mission failed, I had to end my own existence here.

I watched the river of traffic below, my mind replaying twenty-five years of cold indifference from the men I was supposed to capture. Every one of them had turned on me, spewing hateful words, all because of Luna.

Luna was this world’s protagonist.

The System said it wasn’t my fault. As the heroine, the male leads were naturally, magnetically drawn to her.

I looked up at the vast blue sky. Was I doomed to fail just because I was cast as the side character in this story?

Whatever. It didn’t matter anymore. I was about to die anyway.

I closed my eyes and lunged into the stream of cars.

The next second, a screech of tires tore through the air, followed by a man’s furious roar.

“Aria, if you’re going to fucking kill yourself, don’t do it in public!”

I opened my eyes. It was my brother in this world, Caleb.

He was one of the four male leads The System had assigned me.

The System once told me that if I could raise his "familial affection" value to 100%, my mission would be a success. But then he met Luna, and she stole his heart. He fell for her completely.

And when Luna claimed I had hired someone to assault her, Caleb believed her without a moment's hesitation. From that day on, he hated my guts.

He dragged me into his car, sped to a deserted riverbank nearby, and hauled me out, slapping me hard across the face.

“If you want to die, don’t make a public spectacle of it! You’ll just end up costing some poor bastard a fortune in damages.”

“I’ve picked a better spot for you. Right here. Go on, hurry up and die!”

My head was ringing from the force of the blow, my legs threatening to buckle. This wasn't the first time I'd attempted this in front of him. Back then, when his world revolved only around Lun...