"Excuse me, Eryk, don't you think you're being a jerk?" My girlfriend said.

  I was fag her and an unknown man. They were having diogether.

  I received a photo of the two on my phone and rushed to this restaurant.

  I had been at home pying an RPG game when I got the photo on my Telegram. The moment I saw it, I couldn't believe it. It felt as though my heart was being torn apart.

  Holy, I felt like killing her. Both her and the man she was with.

  But should I ruin my life over a whore like her?

  "You're cheating on me, and you're calling me a jerk? Are you insane, Luana?"

  "Do you realize what you're doing? We're in the middle of a restaurant! Everyone is staring at us. What do you think these people will think!? You're calling me a whore in front of everyone!"

  "But that's what you are! A whore who pys with people's feelings. When you said you loved me, was that a lie?"

  "..."

  "When you told me I could trust you, were you lying?"

  "..."

  "Are you kidding me? While I was w so we could live together, you were cheating oh this guy?" I poi the man standio Luana.

  He looked embarrassed at first, but when I insulted him, he lu me.

  He tried to punch me in the face, but I moved my head to the side and easily dodged his punch. Ign the man's surprise, I swung my fist at his face, hitting him directly.

  I heard a strange noise and saw two teeth fly out before he colpsed to the floor.

  "What are you doing? Have you lost your mind?"

  "Me? This idiot threw the first punch."

  "Hey, Igor, are you okay? Igor, wake up!"

  "So this bastard's name is Igor. Really, how could you cheat oh this guy? He looks like a child."

  "Just shut up. Someone call an ambunce!"

  The man's body suddenly began to shake.

  Foam started ing out of his mouth.

  The people around us began to scream in panid the restaurant quickly turned into chaos.

  Then the man stopped shaking.

  A man in the restaurant approached and started perf CPR, trying to revive him.

  That's when I realized I had killed someone.

  He died so easily that I couldn't believe it.

  ####

  "You punched him because you were angry that yirlfriend was having an affair with him, is that it?"

  "Yes," I replied to the police officer.

  I was in a small room, sitting across from an older man in a poliiform. He wrote down all my answers on paper while seriously looking at me.

  I had just killed someone.

  I had suddenly bee a murderer.

  "Did you know him?"

  "No, I'd never seen him before. But I'm sure that whore knew him."

  "Whore?"

  "Luana. My girlfriend. I mean, ex-girlfriend."

  "I see. You do realize the situation you've gotten yourself intht?"

  "..."

  "You killed someone, kid."

  "I know, and I don't care. How long am I going to be locked up? I was defending myself... so maybe a few days? Months? I'm not going to jail for that long. Who cares about this crap?"

  "..." The officer sighed. "Alright."

  After that, the officer called two burly men, who escorted me to a cell ihe police station. They tossed me in and locked the bars. Both men looked at me like I was trash.

  Am I wrong for killing that bastard?

  I don't even know how he died! Was that punough? Why did he suddenly start vulsing?!

  Damn it!

  Damn it!

  I started pung the floor and walls, making my fists bleed.

  Frustration ed me.

  If I could go ba time, I would never have asked that whore out.

  "Fuck!"

  ####

  POV: Third Person

  In Eryk's room, his puter emitted a loud noise due to its low-quality parts and the dust accumuted inside.

  It was an annoying buzzing sound.

  The monitor, illuminating the dark room, dispyed a small character wearing luxurious armor. It was the character Eryk used to py a game called "New World."

  Eryk had chosen the css of "Bcksmith."

  After five years of pying, Eryk reached the top, being sidered the best bcksmith and a legend among other pyers.

  But truthfully, Eryk thought it ointless.

  He was addicted to the game, a game that brought urns since he couldn't even make money pying it. It would've been different if he could sell items for real money, but that was forbidden!

  He would be banned if he did anything like that.

  Yet, Eryk opped pying.

  He loved the bcksmithing profession, even though he had ouched a hammer in real life.

  Suddenly, the in-game character, who shouldn't have shown any expressioo the game's praphics, smiled. A strange light emerged from the monitor, sht that it was visible to people outside Eryk's apartment.

  The fire department was called as some people thought it was arical explosion and feared a fire might break out.

  But, of course, no fire happened.

  On Eryk's puter, there was now nothing but a blue s.

  And in the prison cell where Eryk was, a strange light suddenly illumi.