The door clicked shut behind Addison, and the room went quiet in that specific hospital way where silence isn't really silence at all. The monitors kept their steady rhythm. The AC unit continued its death rattle. Somewhere down the hall, a cart with one squeaky wheel rolled past like it was auditioning for a horror movie sound effects reel.
I stared at the ceiling for a long time.
The angry rabbit stain stared back.
Then I pulled up the System.
◆ DIVINE MILKING SYSTEM ◆
│ JACE MONROE │ Height: 6'1" | Weight: 205 lbs │ Age: 18 | House: Obsidian
SYSTEM STATUS
Level: 6 (450/6000 XP)
Lifespan: 5D 14H 22M
Points: 8,930
HEALTH STATUS: RECOVERING (Severe)
├─ Mana Corruption: 6 sites (decreasing)
├─ Rib Fractures: 3 (healing)
├─ Soft Tissue Damage: Extensive (healing)
├─ Cellular Stress: Moderate (stabilizing)
└─ Divine Overflow Afterburn: Present (fading)
The numbers sat in front of me like a report card from God's least sympathetic math teacher.
