Chapter 38
Chapter 38
Geneva’s soul detached from this dimension and returned to the Soulforge Photon System.
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She had collected all kinds of resources–physical books, e–books, crop seeds, and anything else that had become rare by the Star Era, year 3024. THẦ system had already sorted and cataloged everything.
“Should we move on to the next dimension now?” the system asked.
Geneva gave a nod. “Let’s go.”
She’d only managed to gather a small amount of materials this round–just enough to patch up part of the Soulforge Photon System. To make it back to the Star Era, year 3024, she still had a long way to go, hopping through more dimensions and collecting more resources.
Soon, the Soulforge Photon System located a suitable dimension and found a body for her to enter.
The moment Geneva arrived in the new dimension, she was hit with a damp, clammy feeling that made her skin crawl. Before she could shake it off, a sharp slap landed across her face.
She instinctively tried to strike back, but her body was too weak–she couldn’t even lift her arm.
Then came a woman’s tearful voice, trembling with emotion. “He was just a kid! How could you be so heartless?”
Geneva’s heart skipped a beat. ‘Wait. Did the Original Host kill a child?‘ she thought.
But she quickly shook the idea off. The Soulforge Photon System was programmed to promote positive outcomes. It wouldn’t let her take over the body of someone truly evil. If the Original Host had been a murderer or arsonist, and Geneva had to fulfill that person’s final wishes, it’d be a disaster.
Still, her mind was foggy, and thinking too hard made her head throb. She turned her eyes toward the woman who had slapped her.
The woman was stunning, though now her eyes were swollen from crying.
After hitting Geneva, she buried her face in the chest of a handsome man beside her, sobbing like someone broken. But even as she cried, her eyes stayed locked on Geneva, like Geneva had done something unforgivable.
The man held her, gently trying to calm her down, though it didn’t seem to help. His cold stare was also fixed on Geneva.
Geneva was at a loss. Judging from their reactions, she knew these two were obviously the leads. And judging from the situation, she was the villain.
Just then, the door to one of the emergency rooms opened. The couple rushed over, only to be met with the doctor’s solemn voice. “I’m sorry. We did everything we could.”
The beautiful woman collapsed from the shock. The man caught her, his face twisted with grief.
Moments later, the door to another emergency room opened. Geneva instinctively pushed herself up against the wall.
A second doctor walked out and looked at her. “Don’t worry. The child’s stable now. She’s out of danger.”
Geneva followed his gaze to a hospital bed being wheeled out. A girl, probably fifteen or sixteen, lay there, unconscious but breathing.
This was the Original Host’s daughter. Tears welled up in Geneva’s eyes, slipping down her cheeks as she turned to the doctor. “Thank you. Thank you so
much.”
From the first emergency room, another bed was wheeled out–this one covered with a white sheet.
The beautiful woman came to and immediately rushed over, pulling back the sheet to hug the small body of a boy, no older than five or six. Her cries were gut–wrenching.
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Geneva’s attention shifted to the sounds of grief. When she looked up, the woman’s tear streaked face was twisted in hatred, and that brudd v directly at Geneva.
Without warning, the woman lunged. “You heartless woman! Why didn’t you save him? Why? He was only six!”
Two kids, two emergency rooms. One dead, one alive.
The way the couple looked at Geneva, it was like she had caused their son’s death.
Still unsure what was going on, Geneva said nothing.
The man held his wife tightly, then turned to Geneva with a cold stare. “We’re not letting this go.”
Losing a child couldn’t just be brushed off. The couple walked away, carrying their son’s body in silence.
Geneva snapped out of her daze and quickly followed the doctor, helping wheel the girl’s bed into a room.
The girl was still unconscious. The doctor hooked up an IV, gave a few instructions, and left..
Geneva sank into the chair beside the bed as the memories of the Original Host started flooding in.
Given the couple’s fury, Geneva had thought the Original Host must’ve done something truly awful.
But once the memories settled in, it became clear–the Original Host had done nothing wrong. She’d just been in the wrong place at the wrong time and ended up shouldering all the blame.
This was supposed to be a healing story about grief and second chances. The male lead, Cliff Nichols, and the female lead, Adele Nichols, were childhood sweethearts who married right after college. A year later, they had a son and lived a picture–perfect life.
However, that life was shattered in their eighth year of marriage, when their six–year–old son drowned during a trip to the park.
Adele was devastated. She spiraled into depression and lost all will to live.
But thanks to Cliff’s support, the love of their families, and the birth of their second child, she slowly began to recover and find purpose again.
Cliff and Adele came from money and were seen as elites in their social circle. The Original Host, on the other hand, was just an ordinary single mom. On paper, their lives shouldn’t have ever crossed paths.
The trouble started because the Original Host’s teenage daughter had fallen into the water at the same time as Cliff and Adele’s son.
The Original Host had been nearby when it happened. She saw her daughter go under and dove in without thinking. She got her daughter out first, then immediately jumped back in to try and save the boy.
Her daughter lived. But the little boy had been under too long, and despite the doctors‘ efforts, he didn’t make it.
From any rational perspective, it wasn’t the Original Host’s fault. If anyone was to blame, it should’ve been the parents for not keeping a closer eye on
their son.
But Cliff and Adele saw it differently. Their son was closest to the Original Host. To them, that meant she had a choice–and she’d chosen wrong.
In their eyes, the Original Host had ignored their drowning child to save her own.
They claimed her daughter, being older, could’ve lasted longer in the water. If the Original Host had just gone for their son first, maybe he would’ve lived. So they blamed everything on her. And then the attacks began.
Adele, a journalist, wrote a heart–wrenching article from the perspective of a grieving mother, stirring up massive public outrage against the Original Host. Cliff used his family’s influence to make sure the story spread like wildfire.
They even planted fake witness statements in the reports, claiming the Original Host’s daughter had pushed their son into the water.
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It didn’t take long. The Original Host–just a regular woman–was torn apart online, labeled a monster, and shamed by the entire internist.
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