Common Sense Altering System

Ray roughly wiped his face, pretending he was still out of it in front of the camera while massaging his temples.

"Honestly, man... I don’t even know where to start..." Ray opened up, making his voice a little shaky and full of confusion. "Every time some weird global-scale shit goes down like just now... I always end up feeling like this. Idk since when, but I keep randomly getting hit with this insane sleepiness I straight-up can’t fight."

The chat instantly started flying:

[That ain’t sleep, bro! You blacked out!]

[Fr fr, you just dropped like a sack of potatoes, that wasn’t no regular nap!]

[You fainted, dude. Ain’t nobody just pass out like they got sniped like that!]

Ray read a few of those messages then slowly nodded, pretending he just realized something. "For real? Yeah... maybe y’all right. Felt more like I flat-out fainted than just dozing off."

[What’d you dream about when you were out, Ray?]

[Curious as hell, when weird shit like that happens what do you even see?]

"Dream?" Ray slowly shook his head, staring straight at the camera with an innocent look. "Nah. Nothing. Soon as my eyes closed it was just pure black. Next thing I know I wake up and the world’s already on fire again."

The live stream viewers started connecting the dots. Chat suddenly filled with people noticing the pattern.

[Hold up... that phenomenon lasted 10 minutes, right?]

[Yo for real! Exactly 10 minutes! Last times too, always ten minutes on the dot!]

[LOCK THAT IN! It’s always exactly 10 minutes! Never less, never more!]

Ray thought to himself while smirking a little behind the screen. *Yeah no shit it’s 10 minutes, I haven’t even upgraded the duration in the System yet.*

Subscription and membership notifications suddenly flooded his stream nonstop. Thousands of people racing to throw money at him.

"Damn... thank y’all so much for the subs and the support," Ray said with a fake emotional tone. "I really didn’t see that coming..."

Chat shifted into sympathy and pure public rage at the authorities:

[Ray, you need to sue the feds who locked you up last time!]

[Facts! You didn’t even do anything and they treated you like a terrorist!]

[Sue their asses Ray! Make ’em pay!]

Ray quickly shook his head, putting on a tired, defeated face. "Aight guys... suing the feds is way too heavy for me. That shit’s a long ass process and I’m just a regular dude. Instead of wasting all my energy fighting them, I’d rather keep streaming like this. At least I can still be here warning y’all if that weird phenomenon ever happens again."

That statement instantly set off a whole emotional wave from the viewers.

[Damn Ray is so humble!]

[WE GOT YOUR BACK RAY!]

[Feds are trash, stay healthy bro!]

[Chill Ray, we all behind you now!]

Seeing the chat getting extra protective and supportive, Ray leaned back against the park bench, hiding his victory smirk under that innocent mask.

Ray started enjoying the vibe. Chat was moving crazy fast, full of hype, random conspiracy theories, and memes about the Hime Nature incident where she randomly started twerking when she got mad. The moral support and constant donations flowing in made him even more comfortable sitting on that bench.

"Real talk guys, when you think about it the world just keeps getting weirder and weirder," Ray chuckled casually while reading some of the wilder comments. "I still don’t get why every time I pass out some absurd shit has to happen. But hey... at least I’m still alive, y’all are still alive—"

Ray’s sentence cut off when his eyes accidentally caught a figure in the bushes and thick trees at the quiet corner of the park.

Over there, Milady stood with her arms crossed. Her figure was almost completely hidden in the tree shadows, but those sharp, cold eyes were locked straight onto Ray. His whole relaxed mood vanished in a second.

*Enough, Ray. Kill the stream right now,* Milady’s cold, sharp voice echoed straight into his head with zero delay.

Ray flinched a little, reflexively grabbing his ear for a second before quickly covering it up by pretending to scratch his head. *Hold up why? Chat is popping off right now!* he protested in his head.

*I don’t care. You already finished the mission, your points are safe, and that fake fainting act already got delivered. Don’t make the media pay even more attention to where you are right now,* Milady cut him off firmly, not taking any backtalk. *Wrap it up in 30 seconds or I’ll make you actually black out again.*

Goosebumps ran down his spine just imagining getting hit with Milady’s weird energy again. Ray swallowed hard. He looked back at his phone camera with a tired expression locked in.

"Aight, real sorry guys..." he said while holding his stomach that suddenly growled—this time it wasn’t acting, he was actually starving since he hadn’t eaten since earlier today. "Think I gotta bounce for now. My stomach’s screaming for food, plus my body’s still kinda weak after that whole fainting thing. I’m heading back to my place to eat and rest up."

Chat instantly filled with understanding messages:

[Aight bro, go rest!]

[Eat a lot Ray, don’t pass out again from hunger lmao]

[Take care Ray! Don’t forget to lock the door!]

[Safe trip home bro!]

"Thank y’all so much for dropping by and supporting me today. See you on the next stream, guys. Stay alert if any more weird shit pops up," Ray said to close it out.

Without wasting time, Ray hit the End Stream button, let out a long breath, then quickly packed up his tripod and phone before Milady actually lost her patience.

Ray leaned back against the old park bench. His black mask was already back on properly, covering half his face from any random eyes. Next to him, Milady was already sitting casually with her legs crossed, staring straight at the thick trees in front of them.

For a while, not a single word was spoken between them. The old park felt quiet, only the sound of leaves rustling in the evening wind.

Seeing Milady still not moving, Ray finally spoke from behind his mask. "Thanks... for the plan. Because of you, my position’s safe and I got my points back."

Instead of answering the thank you, Milady just let out a soft laugh. It sounded light, but had this cold edge that gave him chills. After that she went quiet again, staring blankly ahead like Ray wasn’t even sitting next to her.

Feeling weirded out by the awkward silence, Ray turned to her. "What’s your deal? You’ve been quiet this whole time."

Milady raised one eyebrow, glancing at Ray from the corner of her eye without changing her sitting position. "I’m bored," she replied flatly. "I need some new entertainment."

Ray’s eyes went wide behind the mask, not believing what he just heard. "You crazy?! You just caused chaos across the whole damn planet, made random people lose their minds just to complete my mission, and you’re saying... you’re bored?!"

Milady just shrugged casually.

"What’s your actual goal then?" Ray pressed, keeping his voice low so he wouldn’t draw attention. "You got a crazy System, you can control people, you know everything... so what’s the endgame?"

Milady laughed again, this time more freely. "Goal? No idea," she answered casually, looking up at the sky. "I don’t have some noble goal like saving the world, or some dumb dream of taking over the planet. I just wanna have fun. I just want to have fun, darling."

Ray shook his head. His eyes sharpened on the woman next to him. "You’re a straight-up psychopath," he muttered sarcastically. "You just wanna watch the world burn ’cause you’re bored."

"Ray?"

A deep voice called his name from behind. Ray flinched. He knew that voice way too well. When he turned around, his eyes went wide.

"Karl?!"

Standing in front of him was the usual gym bro who lived on steroids and only wore tight tank tops. But now that jacked frame was wrapped in a clean, sharp suit, looking completely opposite of how he normally did.

Next to Ray, Milady’s eyes narrowed. For the first time, her casual expression cracked. *How the hell?* she thought, confused. Her System didn’t detect any aura or presence from Karl who suddenly appeared right next to them.

Without any small talk, Karl stepped forward and clapped Ray’s shoulder pretty hard. "You’re wild now, Ray. Straight-up Casanova. Just got out the cell and already got a new girl," Karl teased with a thin smile.

Seeing Karl get closer, Milady suddenly switched up her whole vibe. She put on an innocent, soft, feminine look to hide her real identity. "Wait, how did you even know it’s Ray? He’s wearing the mask super tight though..." she asked in a sweet, forced tone.

Karl chuckled lightly. "Mask? Even if Ray got plastic surgery and turned into a girl I’d still recognize the way he walks."

Ray burst out laughing. The awkward feeling disappeared. He immediately stood up from the bench and did their usual fist bump. "You asshole. Yo, I was actually about to ask about that stand-up material of yours that—"

"Sorry Ray, I can’t stay long," Karl cut him off quick. He glanced at his fancy watch. "Got some business I gotta handle right now."

Ray froze. Karl felt... different. His aura was colder, his eyes way sharper, and the way he carried himself felt more like some high-level businessman than the regular gym rat Ray knew.

"I’m out," Karl said shortly, turning around and walking away from the park area.

Ray watched his friend’s back until he disappeared around the corner. Next to him, Milady stood frozen, eyes narrowed as she stared in the direction Karl went.

"What’s wrong with you? Why you quiet again?" Ray asked, confused.

Milady slowly turned, her face looking dead serious. "I can’t get into his head."

"Huh?"

"I can’t read his thoughts. And even weirder... before he called your name, I didn’t sense him nearby at all," Milady continued flatly, a little disbelief in her voice.

Ray’s eyes went wide. "What?! For real?! Wasn’t Karl’s System just some trash Business System?"

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