"Pip, you let that scum live? I'll laugh at you for the rest of your days!"

"He nearly killed you! If that can be forgiven, then honestly, you got what you deserved!"

"I'm beyond frustrated! Why do abusers and murderers always have devoted wives? It makes me tremble with rage! When will we women stand up for ourselves?"

In the world channel, a crowd buzzed with chatter. Pixie felt a bit lost—am I really just a hopeless romantic? Seeing Eirik, once charming and confident, reduced to this miserable state truly pained her; she couldn't bring herself to end him.

"Ha! Don’t get me wrong; I’m not killing him—I just want him to suffer more. Death would be too easy!"

Pixie feigned indifference.

"I want him to wish he were dead! First, I'll strip him of his powers, then lock him up, making him serve me tea and wash my feet..."

"Stripping him of his powers is fine, but wash your feet? Are you sure that's not a reward?"

"Then... he won't wash my feet!"

Meanwhile, Eirik, seeing Pip in the game intent on his demise, felt a wave of frustration wash over him. Seriously, all I wanted was a reset!

Why is it so hard? Stripped of powers and made a servant? Pixie's vindictiveness was shocking—did she really forget her feelings for me?

He stared at her cold, expressionless face on the screen, confusion filling his mind. Fine, if this game feels so off, I’ll just quit!

Time to end it!

【*Eirik, unable to endure the humiliation, severed his own lifeline and died.*】

Suddenly, a system notification flashed on Pixie's screen. A new game scene materialized. In a field of violets, Pixie stood, clad in a holy white robe, sword in hand, while Eirik lay at her feet, his eyes lifeless.

"He... killed himself?"

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In reality, Pixie fell silent, the image gripping her heart with sorrow. There was no joy or thrill in avenging a scoundrel; instead, she felt a hollow ache, as if something vital had been taken from her. Rising from her bed, dressed in a thin robe, she stared at the bright moon, lost in thought.

"Why are there so many tragedies in this world?"

The events that had unfolded seemed unreal, yet as a simulation, they could easily become reality. The thought that this might be one of countless possible lives made Pixie feel an overwhelming suffocation.

"He died well!"

"That scoundrel is finally gone! Ha! Justice served!"

In that moment, the world channel erupted in cheers, as if ready to pop champagne in celebration.

"Is Eirik really gone?" Selene sighed, a hint of regret in her voice.

This young man, born of humble beginnings but blessed with incredible potential, had the gift of Elemental Absorption—able to help anyone near him accelerate their training. Whoever formed a bond with him had the chance to rise to greatness; he was a walking fortune!

"If he’s truly gone, so be it... Don’t worry, Eirik; in your next life, I won’t let you suffer like this."

Alchemist master Violanda gazed down from a tower in the capital, pity etched on her face.

"With a country girl like Pixie, how could he ever have a future? That's the root of his tragic fate."

"Junior Sister, I can't believe you really caused his death. I always felt he had his reasons."

Elvynna sighed deeply, her emotions a tangled mess.

As a rival, she should be thrilled. At least Eirik hadn’t suffered such a tragic fate while with her. While death was inevitable, dying at the hands of an enemy seemed less humiliating. Yet, she felt nothing but pain for Eirik.

In that moment, Eirik’s death tugged at many hearts, while he stared at the new ending screen, filled with mixed feelings.

【*In the year 13,564 of the Magic Era, you took your own life. In your haze, you thought you saw a single tear fall from Pixie's cold face, but you couldn’t tell if it was the last image of your life or merely a mirage...*】

【*You are dead. The game is over.*】

【*Your life was indeed grand: starting as an insignificant citizen, rising into a noble family, slaying the emperor's envoy; your fame shook the northwest. Your first half was near perfect. But in your later years, you betrayed your wife, imprisoned your children, gaining infamy despite your accomplishments.*】

【*That day, your wife Pixie returned, having forgotten her feelings, vowing to kill you. Your battle in the Violet Garden shook the capital! You were defeated, humiliated, and took your own life.*】

【*The world says, 'Every choice we make is written in the stars. Eirik was a villain, unworthy of pity.*】

【*Achievement Level: Purple*】

【*Overall Image: A pitiful figure, despised by the world.*】

【*Completed Quests: The Chaos of the Magic Tree, The Emperor's Envoy Strikes (Rewards for first clear are being distributed).*】

Wait, what? How is this system evaluation even possible?

I was just pretending, not really abandoning my family! And I get labeled a "pitiful figure"? Thank goodness that overall image doesn’t affect rewards—otherwise, I’d be furious!

【*Congratulations, you have received the reward: Void Reaver.*]

Oh?

This time, it's a magic tome? Just what I needed!

With the Eye of Divine Insight, my talent isn’t lacking, but I need offensive spells. Now things are looking up.

He quickly opened the system details to examine the reward.

【*Void Reaver (Golden): A legendary magic tome created by an unmatched master. It can tear through the boundaries of reality, summon void energy to strike enemies, inflicting deep soul damage and even absorbing their power to enhance the caster's abilities. With mastery, you can even strike down stars.*】

Wow, I can take down stars? That’s seriously powerful!

But Eirik’s rewards didn’t stop there; a flurry of notifications continued to pop up.

【*Congratulations, you have received the reward: Flower in the Mirror.*】

【*Flower in the Mirror: A wondrous object, like a moon in water—beautiful yet unattainable. Consume it to briefly gain memories or abilities from a moment in the simulation. Duration: twelve hours.*】