". . . Kill myself?" Roni stammered, his voice breaking. His mind went blank for a second, trying to process what Ren had just said. Surely, he had heard wrong.
Was Ren seriously telling him to die on purpose—to waste his hard-earned ATP just for a weapon?
Or was this another one of Ren's twisted jokes, a cruel setup meant to humiliate him again? It was possible. Ren always seemed to be two steps ahead, and Roni knew better than to trust him completely. Maybe this was all a trick to make him fall into a death penalty trap.
"I don't believe you," Roni said finally, trying to sound confident though his voice cracked. "And even if I did, I won't do it. I didn't grind for days just to lose everything over some weapon I wouldn't even use."
"Believe it or not," Ren said with a shrug, calm as ever. "Your choice." He leaned back slightly, looking unbothered. "But think about this—if you lose that weapon, your friends will be furious. However, if you're the one who gets it…"
