No Pity For Your Tears

l of my own blood in a skyscraper penthouse, the city lights blurred below. T

" The woman I had dedicated years to saving in this simulation, guiding her

bring her face close to mine. She accused me of playing God with her life, manipulating

n't save me. You erased me," she whispered, her voice filled with terrifying rage. Chloe

ngled metal into my mouth. "Swallow it," she commanded, covering my mouth and nose

ain was phantom, yet agonizingly real. The technician casually explained the AI's

I woke up in Chloe's traumatic childhood memory. Then I was forced to

ng me to save her, to take her with me to the real world. But after e