The journey to happiness
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I'm Sam Armstrong and I'm a player. I had a very loving mom and handsome dad. Growing up, I was a happy kid until everything collapsed. My dad went missing and my mom was in a coma. A game descended to Earth. A death game that only selected players can enter but is broadcasted everywhere. It's called the infinity.
My life collapsed a second time. This time it was on the final level. I'm facing the boss responsible for the game and get to know that it's my mom. Then my dad came and got punched by my mom and my mom in front of me transformed into a man.... Can I faint?
I'm Joette. I'm a girl. I had a loving family and got a caring husband and even got a son for adoption. I must just be the happiest person alive!
System interrupted the introduction, almost crying out of fear, "Host, what are you saying!"
Joette or Joe came to his senses, "F*CK! What am I saying?"
I'm Joe, a regulator from Quick Transmigration office with the responsibility of eliminating the bugs but was made amnesiac by said bug who played house with me. My yearly bonus will be gone! I was supposed to be a side character in the protagonist's memory, not the ultimate mastermind!"
The said mister Bug aka Aaron shrugged in the distance, "Ha!"
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