The marketplace buzzed with life, but Sarah couldn't care less. Her fists were clenched, her sharp gaze darting through the crowd, scanning for a hint of white fluff.

"That fluffy little liar," she muttered under her breath, her jaw tightening with frustration. "He thinks he can mess with me? Change my memories and expect me to play along? Not happening."

She remembered flashes—Earth. The smell of rain-soaked streets, the thrill of speeding on her bike, and laughing with friends. Those memories had surfaced during her chase, shattering the strange haze that had clouded her mind since she woke up in this world.

"You took my life, System," Sarah whispered, her voice low and dangerous. "Now, I'm going to take yours."

Suddenly, a flicker of white caught her eye. The bunny. It darted around the corner, its glowing eyes briefly meeting hers as if challenging her to follow. Without hesitation, Sarah bolted after it, pushing through startled merchants and knocking over carts.

The chase ended in a secluded courtyard, surrounded by crumbling stone walls. The bunny stood in the center, its glowing eyes watching her with an unsettling calm.

"Enough running," Sarah growled, hands on her hips. "Start talking, fluff ball, or I swear I'll—"

"—Turn me into earmuffs?" the bunny interrupted, its voice smooth and almost amused. "How original."

Sarah glared at the creature, her anger flaring. "You've got five seconds before I—"

"This isn't Earth, Sarah," the bunny said, cutting her off. "And you're not the same person you were. Whether you like it or not, you have a job to do."

"Job?!" Sarah spat, her voice rising. "You ripped me out of my life, wiped my memories, and dumped me in this... circus of dimensions! You don't get to tell me what my job is!"

The bunny tilted its head, unfazed by her outburst. "You're not wrong. I took your memories to make sure you didn't resist. But now that you've remembered, it changes nothing. You're still the only one capable of completing this mission."

Sarah crossed her arms, her glare icy. "And what mission is that, exactly? Saving the world? Being some kind of hero?"

The bunny's eyes dimmed, its voice taking on a more serious tone. "No, Sarah. Not saving the world. Breaking it."

Sarah blinked, stunned into silence. "Breaking it?"

"This world is one of many," the bunny explained. "Small dimensions, each tied to Earth in ways you can't yet understand. But in every world, villains rise—stronger, smarter, and more ruthless than the heroes who stand against them. Their hatred, their ambition… it always tips the balance. And once they win, their darkness spreads to the next dimension, and the next, until Earth itself is consumed."

Sarah's mind raced as she processed the bunny's words. "So… you're saying the villains are the problem?"

"Yes," the bunny said. "But not for the reasons you think. Villains aren't born evil, Sarah. They're shaped—by pain, by betrayal, by the world itself. Your job isn't to fight them. It's to stop them from becoming villains in the first place."

Sarah's eyes narrowed. "And how exactly am I supposed to do that?"

The bunny hopped closer, its glowing eyes locking onto hers. "By breaking their spirits. Their ambition. Their hatred. Whatever drives them to the darkness, you must take it away. If you succeed, they'll fall, powerless to become the threats they were meant to be."

Sarah let out a sharp laugh, shaking her head. "So, what? You want me to play therapist to a bunch of wannabe dictators?"

The bunny's voice softened, almost hesitant. "Not quite. You'll have to get close to them, earn their trust, and then… destroy their dreams from the inside. It's not a role for a hero, Sarah. That's why we chose you."

Sarah froze at the words, her mind flashing back to Earth. To the carefree, rebellious girl she had been. The one who didn't follow rules, who laughed in the face of authority, who lived for the thrill of chaos.

"You chose me," she said slowly, "because I'm not a hero. Because I don't care about saving people."

"Exactly."

Sarah's lips curled into a smirk, her anger giving way to a dangerous glint in her eyes. "Alright, System. You want me to tear these villains down? Fine. But don't think for a second that I'm doing it for you. This is payback—for my memories, for my life, for everything you stole from me. Got it?"

The bunny nodded, its voice steady. "Got it. But remember, Sarah: this isn't a game. If you fail, the villains will rise, stronger than ever. And when they do, the first world they'll destroy is your own."

Sarah's smirk faded, replaced by a cold, determined expression. "Then I guess I'd better not fail."

Without another word, the bunny disappeared, leaving Sarah alone in the courtyard. She took a deep breath, her thoughts swirling as she prepared for the mission ahead.

"This is going to be fun," sheet muttered, her smirk returning.

And with that, Sarah stepped out of the courtyard, ready to infiltrate the lives of the villains she had been tasked to destroy.