Not even a day had passed when Liam received the devastating news – his painstakingly prepared police report had been rejected, dismissed as inconclusive due to a lack of substantial evidence. The weight of those words hit him like a relentless wave, a surge of frustration, disappointment, and despair crashing over him with merciless force.
Naomi, Liam's younger sister, looked on at his crestfallen face with growing concern. She could see the storm of emotions churning within him, but her attempts to reach out were met with a forced smile that failed to mask his turmoil.
"What happened, Liam?" Naomi inquired, her voice filled with genuine worry.
"It's nothing," Liam muttered, his words as hollow as his expression. He brushed past his sister, walking away from his mother's room where she lay, weak and under constant treatment.
Naomi watched his retreating figure with a heavy heart, sensing the depth of his distress even if he refused to share it. She u
A week had passed since the commotion caused by Liam's niece at his home, and strangely, nothing eventful had unfolded in the aftermath. "I guess he realized that he is just nobody. He understands how powerless he is. Good for him to know his place," Liam's uncle mused, his lips curling into a self-satisfied grin. The incident had perhaps served as a humbling experience, a reminder of the limits of his niece's influence. Feeling a sense of peace and quiet prevailing, Liam's uncle decided to indulge in his favorite pastime – gambling. His steps were light, almost rhythmic, as he made his way to the gambling den. He had pushed aside the cautions of his parents, who had warned him to keep a low profile for a while longer. "It's been a week anyway, and nothing really happened," he reasoned with himself as he strode confidently onward. Entering the den, Liam's uncle felt a surge of anticipation, the familiar rush of excitement that came with the possibility of winning big
The living room was bathed in the dim blue glow of the television. The news anchor's voice echoed through the room, carrying with it a shocking revelation. "Heir of local business owners charged for money laundering and shady business..." the anchor reported, her tone grave and concerned.And then, without warning, the television screen went blank, cutting off the disturbing news abruptly. The remote control, gripped tightly and then slammed onto the floor, shattering into pieces."Look at your son!" Grandpa's voice was laced with anger as he turned to his wife. "This good-for-nothing son of yours still manages to bring shame upon our family at his age. This is why you should not have pampered him so much."Grandma sat on the couch, her eyes swollen from crying, her heart heavy with worry for her beloved son. Tears streamed down her face as she clutched her handkerchief tightly."Can you just call your friend again? Maybe he can help," she pleaded, her vo
Liam stood amidst the goblin corpses, his breathing heavy and his sword dripping with the creatures' dark blood. Liam wiped the sweat and goblin blood from his forehead, catching his breath as he surveyed the scene. The last goblin lay motionless at his feet. His heart raced with triumph, but beneath it all was a burning desire to complete what he had started."With this, I can finally go back and finish what I have started," he thought, his determination shining through his weariness."Status," Liam said aloud, addressing the system that had become an integral part of his life.⌈ STATUS ⌉NAME : LIAM KIM LV. 20JOB : MERCHANT
Liam wandered through the aisles of the toy shop, his eyes scanning the shelves for a particular item. He turned this way and that, brows furrowing as he couldn't seem to locate what he was looking for. Frustration crept in, and he decided to approach the counter for assistance."Excuse me," he began politely, addressing the young lady behind the counter. "I want to buy Gameboys, but it seems I don't see them anywhere."The young lady, her attention seemingly elsewhere, stared at him with vacant eyes. Liam waved his hand in front of her, attempting to regain her focus. "Hello? Excuse me?""Huh? Huh?" The young girl blinked, snapping back to the present. "Yes? What can I help you with?""I want to buy Gameboys, but it seems I don't see them anywhere," Liam repeated, slightly puzzled by her vacant demeanor."Oh, we've sold out of those. Sorry," she replied apologetically.Liam sighed, a touch disappointed. "Oh, okay," he mumbled, his mind alre
Liam sat in his dimly lit room, hunched over his merchant shop system with a furrowed brow. He had been meticulously browsing through various potions for hours, each one a potential lifeline for his ailing mother. The weight of his responsibilities bore down on him, and his face remained etched in seriousness.Suddenly, the sound of the front door being flung open interrupted his concentration. Liam quickly closed the system, his sister Naomi and little brother Jun having returned from school."Liam!" Jun exclaimed, his eyes lighting up as he rushed toward his older brother, wrapping his small arms around him in a tight hug.Naomi followed, her expression curious. "What were you looking at with such a serious face?" she inquired.Liam hesitated for a moment, his serious demeanor shifting to one of sadness. "It's nothing, just...," he began before trailing off.Naomi's face mirrored her brother's sorrow. "Like I said before, the doctor mentioned that it might be because Mom has been ma
Liam kept his composure, his expression flat and unmoved as his grandfather hurled insults at him. It was clear that none of the insults had any effect, and when his grandfather finally realized this, he fell silent, his gaze still locked onto Liam, but now filled with anger."Let's get to the point," Liam's grandfather finally said, his tone heavy with seriousness. "I know you're the one who reported your uncle to the police. Take back your report, and I will consider forgiving all your doings right now," he added solemnly.A faint chuckle escaped Liam's lips as he struggled to contain his laughter at his grandfather's conclusion. He couldn't help himself, finding the situation utterly absurd.Liam's grandfather slammed his hand on the table in frustration. "What are you laughing at? Do as I said while I'm still being nice," he demanded.It took a moment for Liam to regain his composure and stop laughing. "Ah, I'm sorry. It was my first time hearing a joke in a long time," he sighed.
"Jun said that you've been spacing out for a few days. Is that true?" Naomi asked, her voice filled with concern as she handed over a plate of dinner to Liam and Jun.Liam smiled shyly, accepting the plate. "Yeah, I guess I've been a bit distracted," he admitted.Naomi looked down at her own food for a few moments before finally speaking up. "You know, if the burden's getting too heavy, I can always drop out and start working," she said, her voice soft and tentative.Liam nearly choked on his food, surprised by her suggestion. "Why are you thinking like that?" he asked, his concern mirrored in his eyes.Naomi remained silent, her gaze fixed on her food as she pushed it around on her plate.Liam let out a sigh, realizing the weight of his recent behavior on those around him. "You don't need to worry about money. Just study hard, okay? I'll take care of everything else. I've been dozing off, maybe I haven't been doing enough for too long, so I've bee
Liam shifted his gaze away from the sleeping Naomi, her cheeks still stained with the remnants of tears. Her exhaustion had finally claimed her, granting her a temporary respite from the emotional turmoil that had wracked her during the day. Liam didn't want to wake her; she needed every moment of rest she could get.With a soft voice, almost a whisper, he addressed the mysterious system that had come into his life in the most unexpected way. "System, buy a great potion," he requested, his words cautious as he didn't want to disturb Naomi's slumber."Great potion has been purchased. Check your inventory," replied the system, its voice echoing softly in Liam's mind.Liam's fingers danced in the air as if he were plucking something from thin air, and a transparent window appeared before him. It displayed his inventory, an ethereal grid of boxes. Among the items listed there was the great potion he had just acquired.Carefully, he took the potion from his inventory, and with trembling ha