Chapter 3

"No! NOOO!!"

Austin panicked. His limbs moved entirely outside his control, propelled by an invisible force. He darted out the front door, sprinting straight toward the crowded central plaza outside the apartment complex.

"You bastard! You beat me and now you run?! Get back here!"

Chloe didn't care about her swollen face or her bloody nose anymore. Blinded by the rage of being beaten by her secret lover, she stormed after him to demand answers.

I chuckled coldly. A show this good? I wouldn't miss it for the world. I followed right behind.

In the middle of the plaza, Austin came to an abrupt halt. Under the bewildered stares of dozens of pedestrians, sheer terror and humiliation tore through his expression as he bellowed at the top of his lungs:

"I WANT TO EAT DOG SHIT! GIVE ME DOG SHIT TO EAT—!!"

The deafening roar silenced the entire square.

The crowd froze for a second before bursting into uncontrollable laughter. People whipped out their phones, instantly hitting record on this bizarre freakshow.

"Is that guy on bath salts?"

"Bro, did he just ask for dog shit?"

"Quick, get this on TikTok! Absolute content of the year!"

Chloe stumbled into the plaza, out of breath, pointing at him furiously. "Austin! You piece of trash! You better give me an explanation right now—"

Before she could finish, reality bent.

Over in the nearby grass, a golden retriever that had been peacefully doing its business was suddenly lifted into the air by an unseen force.

Its four legs flailed, whimpering in confusion, as it hovered mid-air right above Austin and Chloe!

The sight shattered everyone’s understanding of physics. The laughter died in an instant. Jaws hit the pavement.

Right under the spotlight of a hundred camera lenses, the airborne dog completed its nature call.

*SPLAT!*

A fat pile of warm dog feces dropped squarely onto Chloe’s face. She froze, turning into a living statue of horror.

*PLOP!*

An even larger clump dropped straight into Austin’s wide, screaming mouth with pinpoint accuracy!

"HURRRK!!"

Violent, gut-wrenching nausea overtook Austin as he doubled over, gagging uncontrollably.

"AHHHHHHH!!"

Chloe’s high-pitched screech shredded the air. She completely lost her mind. Drowning in absolute filth, shame, and disgust, she turned and sprinted away like a lunatic.

Austin remained on his knees, surrounded by a ring of flashlights and mocking laughter...

Tears of pure humiliation leaked from his eyes.

For the first time in his life, he truly understood what it meant to wish for death.

The bizarre incident was caught from every angle and went mega-viral within hours.

Hashtags like #ManBegsForPoopAndGetsIt, #PrecisionAirstrikeFeces, and #CraziestPublicMeltdown exploded across Twitter and TikTok.

Austin became an overnight internet sensation, proudly earning the title of the "Poop-Eating King."

For the next few days, neither Austin nor Chloe dared step outside. The whole world felt suffocating, filled with judging eyes and endless ridicule.

Locked in his bedroom, Austin watched parody edits and memes of himself flooding every social media platform. Shaking with rage, he smashed plates against the wall, screaming until his throat went raw.

"Logan! You fucking dead man! If you hadn't kicked me at the last second, I would've finished the copy! I wouldn't have been humiliated like this!!"

He pinned every ounce of blame on me.

"Just you wait! Once I finish the system's tasks and erase your identity, I will make you beg for death every single day!"

He still believed his failure was merely due to bad luck, having no clue I could read his system panel like an open book.

Meanwhile, Chloe was hiding out in another corner of town, nursing her bruises, hissing into her phone:

"He's right! Logan is dead meat! How dare he hit me! He made a laughingstock out of both of us! Austin, the moment you take over his life, I want to torture him myself. I want him on his knees begging for mercy!"

Listening through the remote bugs I had quietly placed, a chilly smile touched my lips.

Make me beg for death?

Let’s see who destroys whom first.

You love copying me so much?

Fine. I’ll give you a performance you’ll never forget.