"Work... sleep... masturbate... repeat..."
Lin Ye muttered the words under his breath, a bitter taste filling his mouth.
"Just what is wrong with my life?"
He kicked a pebble on the sidewalk, watching it bounce into the gutter.
"My wife doesn't even care about me anymore. My boss piles on extra work without a cent of overtime pay... and this damn heart condition is getting worse every year."
He stopped, clutching his chest as a dull throb echoed against his ribs.
"Is there really any use in living like this?"
Walking home, a middle-aged man sighed in despair as he scuttled through the busy evening crowd.
His once luscious black hair was now matted with patches of grey, a result from the constant blows of life.
His back was hunched, permanently curved from sitting hours on end at an office desk.
His black eyes were soulless. Every step he took felt like he was losing a little more hope.
"Lin Ye, where did it all go wrong?" he whispered to the air.
"Was it when we decided it would be better to have fun than study in university?
"Was it when we got scammed for all our savings three years ago?
"Or was it from the moment we were born, coming as an orphan into this godforsaken world!?"
As he spoke, his voice grew louder. The desperation and anguish in his tone highlighted every word.
Passersby turned to glance at the madman shouting at the sky, but Lin Ye paid them no mind.
He wished he could change his life. He wished he could start it all over again.
Unfortunately, life isn't a webnovel and wishes are just wishes.
Ba-dump.
Ba-dump.
Under the surge of emotions, his heart disease began to flare up.
With every step, he could feel the organ pulsate painfully against his ribs. Beads of cold sweat trickled down his forehead, and his breath became unsteady.
Yet, he ignored it, forcing his legs to move towards his home even as his vision began to blur.
"Shen Yue... my wife..."
He thought of her face.
"I know it's been six years since we married, but why did you change? "
"Why did you turn so cold? No longer preparing breakfast, no longer greeting me, you don't even let me touch you."
Thinking about his wife, Lin Ye's heart broke even more.
They had fallen in love in the early days of university. Him, a poor orphan; her, the class goddess.
Her jade-like skin and perfect figure made her the desire of every man in school.
Yet, regardless of the odds, he had won. He, the poor orphan with the worst grades, had married the school beauty. It was the happiest day of his life.
Now, six years later, he wondered if any of it was true.
Ba-dump.
Another rapid-fire palpitation brought him back to his senses.
Looking forward, a familiar, run-down house came into view.
The white paint was chipped, the wooden door was rotting, and the roof was patched.
To anyone else, it was a symbol of poverty. But to Lin Ye, it was home, the house the orphanage dean had left him.
Stepping closer, his anger began to subside.
Regardless of his bad day, he couldn't take it out on his wife who was probably still waiting for him.
With this in mind, he walked up to the door.
However to his surprise, it was slightly ajar.
Fearing to think the worst, he still decided to let her know he was back
Thinking of this, he cleared his throat, pushing it open.
"Honey, I'm hom—!"
The words died in his throat.
Ba-dump.
Ba-dump.
Lin Ye gripped his doorframe, unable to believe his eyes.
"Nghh~ That's it, Wang Hao! Harder! Harder! Remind me that I'm yours!"
In the middle of the living room, on his own sofa, his wife Shen Yue was screaming toward the ceiling.
Her clothes were scattered on the floor. Her face was flushed with ecstasy, her tongue lolling out,
With eyes narrowed in pure pleasure, she rode without a care in the world.
And beneath her was the one person Lin Ye hated most.
Wang Hao. The university bully.
A muscle-brained jock who he and Shen Yue had mocked in the past for having no future. Yet, this same muscle-head was passionately thrusting into his wife.
Slap!
Wang Hao struck her buttocks, laughing with a wretched expression.
"That's it, ride on it, you slut!" Wang Hao grunted.
"If that idiot Lin Ye knew his beloved wife was nothing more than my cum-dumpster, I wonder how he'd feel!"
"Don't talk about him!" Shen Yue moaned.
"Just make me cum two more times before that loser gets back!"
Thrusting harder and harder, their moans echoed through the small one-bedroom house.
Lin Ye stood frozen. He couldn't move. He couldn't speak.
Only the constant beating of his heart echoed through his mind.
Ba-dump.
Ba-dump.
'Wang Hao! Shen Yue! How dare you bastards do this to me!'
Instantly, his anger spun out of control. His heart rate skyrocketed past the danger zone. He knew if he didn't calm down, he was going to die.
But... so what?
'If I'm going to die,' Lin Ye thought, his eyes turning bloodshot, 'I'm taking you with me.'
Clutching his chest in agony, Lin Ye made a decision.
Holding his breath, he moved silently into the house, stepping like a ghost, making sure each footstep remained unheard
After which, he reached into his pocket and pulled out the safety knife he used for opening boxes at work.
Pulling it out, he crept up behind the sofa, luckily the two adulterers were too lost in lust to notice him.
"Wang Hao! Shen Yue! Die for me!"
With a final burst of adrenaline, he lunged.
He didn't give them a chance to react. Instantly he stabbed Shen Yue in the neck, puncturing her artery on the spot.
As warm blood sprayed across Wang Hao's shocked face, Lin Ye drove the blade into the bully's chest.
Doing this, his adrenaline rush, as soon as it came, quickly left.
"Arghhh!"
Lin Ye collapsed, his heart finally giving out.
Thud!
He fell on the ground, darkness consuming his vision,
Beside him he heard their gurgling screams fading away while he stared at the empty ceiling.
All of a sudden, that earlier feeling of unwillingness surged in his chest stronger than ever before.
"If there is a next life..." Lin Ye wheezed, his consciousness fading.
"I swear not to be the same!
"In that life... be it money, power, women, or sex... I want everything!"
"I don't care if she's married. I don't care if she's a widow! In my next life, I will be the one who takes! Not the one who is taken from!"
With blood on his hands and tears in his eyes, Lin Ye made a vow as he took his final breath.
[Ding!]
[Detection of Host death confirmed.]
[Resentment Level: Maximum.]
[Initializing Supreme Hypnosis System...]