The chest didn’t open. It dissolved . The obsidian peeled back like burnt skin, revealing not loot, but a portal. A swirling vortex of gem fragments, each one screaming with a different color—red for rubies, blue for sapphires, green for emeralds. And at the center, a cold, white diamond that pulsed like a heartbeat.
“By accepting the Unlimited Gems, you consent to the Repackaging of your consciousness. RG Revenants is not a seller. We are a collector. Your life becomes the Limited Edition. Your gems become ours.”
“I’m sorry,” he said. “I think I just finished the final boss.”
