Chapitre 3: Knowing the Truth
ELENA POV—
Fipi said, "As you wish, host. You are correct, I am a system. And you are my host." Tell me something I don't know.
I asked, "I understand that you are a system and I am your host. What I don't understand is what are you really?"
"Oh, you want to ask me about my origin or something," after saying it flapped its wings and flew around in me in circles saying, "my dream has finally come true. Yahoo! Finally, someone asked me about my great story."
You know, you are kind of making me regret, right? I shouldn't have asked it about this. Then, again, I am not a great judge of character.
After celebrating, Fipi stopped and sat on my bedpost. It said, "Ok, I will tell you. You see, systems are the embodiment of the emotions of the people and in your case, it's the readers."
"You mean to say that you are a manifestation. If that's that case then, why did you manifest?" I asked.
It replied, "Yes, you can also say like that. You want to know why did I got manifested?" I nodded, "it's because you are a character in a book; to be precise in a novel."
What the fuck is this bird saying? I was completely confused. I yelled, "I don't understand what are saying! What character? Or what book? Elaborate!"
Fipi flinched and said, "Please calm down host. I know that you are shocked but please, listen to me. You are living in a world which is basically a novel. It's an apocalyptic novel. It has a zombie- infested setting. You probably would know this as you have yourself had first-hand experience with zombies. By this time, I think you know that you are a villainous cannon fodder. Your adopted sister is the heroine of this world. This world is made by an author and for you, the author is like the god of this world. According to the author, your job is to glorify Selene. Your death sets the events of Selene becoming the Supreme Empress of this world. That's the fate that the author decided for you."
This is too much. After hearing what he said, I sat down on the bed. I... couldn't believe it. I am just a fucking character of a novel. I slammed my hands on the table.
"I am just a fucking character! Just a fucking character! All this time... all this pain and suffering I have experienced is because of what? Because the fucking author decides that, I am some villainous character, a cannon fodder who should die to glorify the protagonist. My sole purpose is to make Selene shine. For what? Because this is world is a fucking novel, does that mean everyone should be sacrificed for her?" I shouted.
Fipi had a sympathetic look on his face. I asked, "Did the author also wrote that Selene and I should be exchanged when I just mere baby?"
Fipi didn't say anything. He just nodded and averted his eyes from me. All this time I cursed the god to finally find out that the god doesn't exist. All this time it was that bastard author who made this accursed world, made me life worse than a rat. All of this...everything is just meaningless. I chuckled bitterly. I am a just character of someone's novel. What right I have? I don't even have a choice.
After digesting this fact, I turned and looked at Fipi. I asked, "Why are you here? You should go to Selene. She is the protagonist and I just a small fry. She needs you more than me."
"No! Host, I am your system not hers," Fipi said.
"Why?" I asked.
"What why? Host, I don't understand," said Fipi confused.
"I am asking, why? What's your motive? Why me and not Selene?" I asked looking at him directly.
Fipi took a deep breath and said, "When the readers read the novel they sympathized with you. They liked your character. According to them you shouldn't have died. They wanted to change your fate."
I smiled in a self-deprecating manner. I said, "So, as you are the embodiment of people/readers emotions, you chose me. I can give you what you need. Am I right?"
When it heard what I said, his face contorted int something akin guilt. He said, "You are correct."
"What do you want from me? What's your motive? You are kind of giving me a second shot at life. You must want something from me," I said.
Fipi quickly said, "No, I don't want anything more host. I just wanted a good host and I got it. For a system to survive, it needs a host. Now, I have you."
"You can have more, you know. Taking control of my body should not be an impossible task for you."
The system retorted, "No! I can't do that and even if I could do that, I won't. A system like me needs its host to be conscious. He/she should have his/her own will. So, please rest assured."
I nodded at his words. After, sometime he asked, "I think you have asked all the questions in your head. I simply want to ask one thing— What do you want from me host?"
What do I want? I don't know. Honestly, after all this what do I even want from my life? Think about it Elena.
I know what I want. I want to survive. I don't want to get involved in the lives of Selene and her family. I don't want anything from her admirers. I just want to protect myself and live a peaceful life.
"I want to live a peaceful life. I want to survive the end of the world," I said.
Fipi smiled and flied towards me. He came in front me and said, 'If that's wish host, I will try my best to fulfil it."
"You won't leave me, right?" I asked sceptically.
"No, I won't leave you. Remember we are companions for life," It reassured.
I smiled slightly and asked, "So, we are friends?"
Fipi replied, "Yes! We are going to be best friends."
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