G-MAX huddled painfully in the corner of the wall, caressing the scars on her body while enduring the pain.
This was a damp cage, with bloodstains all over the walls and floor. The lighting had been deliberately set to purple, casting everything here in lurid ambiguity.
As she lifted her head in agony, she looked towards the mirror opposite her.
In the mirror sat a long-haired girl, naked and covered in scars, with a thick chain bound around her neck and her face and body marked with various humiliating words, her body also fitted with revolting sexual organs to satisfy perverse desires — that was herself.
"Mommy," she pursed her lips in aggrievement, wanting to cry, yet she couldn't shed a tear because her tear ducts had been removed when her mother died, since "Daddy" didn't like weeping and wailing.
She didn't know how long she had been locked up here, only that she had been confined since she was very young. But she really didn't want to live through this endless torment any longer; she had to find a way to leave this place.
"Is anyone there? Can anyone help me?" G-MAX used her nervous system to make a futile attempt to seek help online. "Please, I beg you! Is there anyone who can help me?"
However, no one paid any attention. The vast sea of data on the internet was overwhelming, and no one cared about this insignificant ripple, just as with her past experiences.
Finally, unable to bear it any longer, she posted a nude photo of herself. As soon as the photo was sent, G-MAX saw a continuous stream of inquiries coming her way.
She tried to share her experiences online, hoping these people would help her, but no one cared about her, no one paid any attention to her.
Either they thought she was lying, trying to gain sympathy and exploiting a tragic persona to sell products on livestreams, or they were asking her to describe in more detail how "Daddy" had tortured her.
What's worse, some even asked if she would be willing to be locked up in their own basement if they rescued her.
"You can contact the MQPD communication channel." After a long wait, she finally received a barely normal response.
However, when G-MAX contacted MQPD with the last bit of hope, a cold voice rang in her ear. "Insufficient funds in your account, unable to make an emergency call."
Upon hearing this, she almost broke down crying, "Is there... really no way out? Mommy."
Her mother had once told her to face everything with a smile, but she really couldn't hold on any longer.
Dragging her injured body, she collapsed towards the mirror, furiously throwing it to the ground, shattering it into pieces. In a state of despair, she grabbed a shard of glass and was about to cut her throat.
Maybe death would be better — at least she could meet her mother again after dying.
Just when she was completely desperate, a message arrived in her system. "Friend! Are you living a life worse than death? Are you suffering from bullying and torment? Do you want to commit suicide? Congratulations! DD Elimination Service! Giving you a new choice in life!"
G-MAX moved the shard of mirror away from her bloody and blurred wrist and clicked on the link amidst the spam.
Accompanied by the automatic download of a software, she saw a video message pop up on her system interface.
"hello~bro～, everyone, everyone, I am your best friend Old Six PUS! As the Boss of Utopia's online propaganda department D, I have some reminders for those who are installing this software for the first time. First, the moment you finish installing, Boom~ you're dead, Sun Jack's Clone will completely take over your body!"
"Remember, this is not a free trial! This is no joke! After you download it, you'll completely disappear, shift, why am I even reminding you of this, doesn't it reduce the number of downloads? Right, right, where were we? Oh yes! Death!"
"To put it bluntly, this is a form of alternative suicide! No one wants to commit suicide, but if your life is worse than death why not try letting Sun Jack avenge you?"
"Our D-class mercenary service solemnly promises! Anyone who has bullied, oppressed, or even tormented you, Sun Jack will help you screw them over, alive! Do you want to live in cowardice forever, or do you want to take down those who bullied you along with you?"
"Alright, alright, if you've got this far without hitting X on the video, then you've already made up your mind. Now listen carefully before downloading Sun Jack, make sure to leave the name of your nemesis and the story behind it on the system message board!"
"Don't worry, Sun Jack is an ace Mercenary, he'll handle things you can't, do things you're scared to do. Of course, if you can prepare some handy tools for action, that would be even better!"
"Okay, I've said all I wanted to say, I wish you all a happy suicide." Following this, Old Six looked off-screen, "Bro~ how about that? Is it OK to record it like this?"
After watching the video, G-MAX stared at the software that had finished downloading and was numbed, "Will someone replace me?"
She thought over a lot for a moment, and the interruption made her suddenly not want to die anymore.
However, just then, her body started to tremble because she heard the footsteps of "Daddy" coming. He was coming, he was heading this way!
As the big iron door slowly creaked open, the horrifying memories of the past flooded back like a tide, the pain and the humiliation, an intense fear instantly broke her psychological defenses and she unhesitatingly installed the software directly into her neural system.
The next second, G-MAX's eyes became extremely calm. She quickly scanned her surroundings, hiding the bloodstained glass in her hand behind her and began to familiarize herself with the performance of her new body.
Just then, the door slowly opened and a tall, obese body walked in. It was a fat man with a face full of acne, holding the bleeding hair of a Nantong child, dragging him inside.
"MAX, look, I brought a little brother for you, let's play together, hehehe~" The fat man said with a lascivious grin, reaching out towards G-MAX's face.
After quickly assessing the fat man's prosthetic body modifications and the types, Sun Jack smiled slightly and opened his mouth slightly, wrapping his tongue around the approaching fingers.
The next second, with a painful cry from the fat man, his index finger was brutally bitten off. Sun Jack sprang up, pouncing on the man, driving the glass shard through his eyeball.
"Aaaaah!" Caught off guard by the sudden attack, the fat man pushed Sun Jack away and staggered back, but he suddenly felt a heavy weight on his shoulder. A thick iron chain quickly wrapped tightly around his neck.
"Slash, slash, slash," the sharp glass rose and fell rapidly, mutilating his chest.
"Daddy? Fuck your mother, say it again! Who's your daddy?!"