Ray finally opened his mouth. His voice was flat, zero anger or fear in it.
"I didn’t say shit to Kevin about you, Julia. And I don’t give a fuck about your relationship. That’s your guys’ business."
Julia blew the fuck up. Her face, already caked in thick makeup, went even redder, veins bulging in her neck. She stepped forward until she was basically in Ray’s apartnt doorway.
"Don’t fucking lie, Ray! Kevin suddenly said he wanted to break up with right after he t you last night! He’s never had the balls to pull that shit before! You must’ve said sothing or put so idea in his head!"
Ray just let out a long-ass sigh. His hand was still on the door handle, body half inside the apartnt. He really didn’t wanna get dragged into this ss.
"I just heard him venting ’cause he was drunk. I didn’t tell him to dump you. I don’t care about your drama."
Julia smirked. Cold, threatening smile. She crossed her arms under her big tits, pushing her cleavage out even more.
"Fine then... don’t bla , Ray. If you still won’t admit it, I’m spreading that video everywhere. Let everyone see it."
Ray frowned. "Video? What video?"
Julia let out a little laugh, sounding all smug and victorious.
"C’mon Ray, you rember. That ti I told you to co to Kevin’s concert this weekend. I said if you showed up, I’d suck your dick. But only if you got on your knees and begged first... and kissed my feet."
Ray stayed quiet.
In his head he already knew. Julia’s mory was completely fucked from the alter. The real story was nothing like the bullshit that just ca out of her mouth. Ray wanted to laugh his ass off at how backwards and ssed up her mory had gotten. But at the sa ti he was kinda annoyed. Why the hell did it have to twist into that? The whole "beg on your knees and kiss my feet" part? Especially him dropping that low.
But Ray kept his face blank. He wasn’t gonna give her a big reaction.
"I don’t care," Ray said quietly, voice calm and flat. Ray already knew the video wasn’t even real. Hell, Ray was the one who actually had a video of him slapping Julia across the face with his dick.
Julia looked a little thrown off. Her smug smile dropped for a second, replaced by this confused-angry look.
"You... you’re not scared? That video—"
"There is no video," Ray cut her off. "You’re just talking shit. And even if there was one, I still wouldn’t give a fuck. ’Cause I didn’t say anything to Kevin. And I’m not getting involved in you two’s bullshit. Go ho. It’s too early in the morning to be causing a scene outside soone’s door."
Ray didn’t even give her a chance to answer. He shut the door slow but firm. The lock clicked loud and clear.
Behind the door, Ray stood there for a second. Then he shook his head and sighed. A small smile crept onto his face — half amused, half annoyed.
"Damn. Her mory got altered like crazy. The whole begging on her knees shit... what the fuck was that," he muttered. "But lucky she really doesn’t have anything to hit with. If she did, she would’ve already spread it."
Ray dropped onto the couch and stared at the cracked ceiling.
"Level 6... and now there’s crazy bitch drama first thing in the morning," he muttered. "Life’s getting more complicated, but... for so reason it ain’t even that bad."
He smiled a little to himself.
Outside, Julia’s angry footsteps and high heels clicking down the hallway slowly faded away. Ray could still hear it faintly before it disappeared completely.
"I don’t care," he said quietly, more to himself this ti. "Let her be mad on her own. I’ve got a new PC coming, streams to plan, and way hotter chicks to think about."
This morning he decided he was done thinking about Julia.
There were more important things to check — like the global alter results from last night. Were the celebrities already losing their minds over that public ass-groping incident?
He pulled out his phone, opened his banking app, and yeah... the number was looking kinda sad. Money was thinning out fast.
He didn’t panic though. Just let out a quiet laugh, put the phone down, and walked over to the couch. Dropped his ass down, leaned back, and opened up social dia.
And boom.
The global alter from last night had already gone completely nuclear.
It started with so female strear who accidentally bumped into this old dude at a convenience store and sohow ended up grabbing his ass. The clip was everywhere. She looked mortified in the video, but the comnts were losing their minds. People were confused as hell — half the internet was like "wait, did she really just do that?" while the other half was already ing it.
Then it got even crazier.
Another clip dropped. This ti it was so high-ranking governnt official straight-up groping his male aide’s ass in what looked like an elevator. The video quality was shit, but clear enough. Within minutes the whole thing exploded — people were saying the guy was secretly gay, that he’d been hiding it for years, that this was proof. Gossip accounts were already running wild with theories about secret relationships, blackmail, the whole circus.
What made it even more fucked was that a ton of people genuinely didn’t rember ever groping anyone’s ass in public. Like, zero mory. But the footage was real. Multiple angles. So of the people in the videos were even tagged and comnting shit like "this never happened" or "I would never do that," while the evidence was right there in 1080p.
The conspiracy theories were already back in full force.
"Mass hypnosis."
"Governnt mind control experint gone wrong."
"Tiline shift."
"So new drug in the water."
"Aliens testing human behavior."
"Simulation glitching again."
Ray scrolled through it all, occasionally smirking. He knew exactly what was going on. The alter had flipped a bunch of people’s mories again, just like it did with Julia. Only this ti it was on a global scale, and the internet was having a full ltdown trying to make sense of it.
He leaned back deeper into the couch, phone still in his hand, thumb lazily scrolling.
"Damn," he said quietly to himself, half amused. "Last night really did a number on everybody."
Outside, the city was probably already losing its shit. News channels were probably running ergency segnts. Influencers were probably making "explaining the ass-grab pandemic" videos. And sowhere out there, Julia was probably still fuming about her own altered mory while the whole world argued about who grabbed whose ass and why nobody rembered doing it.
Out of nowhere, a thread popped up on his tiline that actually made him pause. The title was bold and massive:
This is mass mind hijacking.
Ray tapped on it without even thinking twice.
Inside, people were losing their minds over that viral butt-groping incident. So were convinced soone was orchestrating the whole thing from behind the scenes, others swore it was so governnt experint, and a few just said it was a massive prank. But what really caught Ray’s attention was this long-ass comnt from one user:
"Guys, this is literally the plot of one of those trashy sci-fi novels you find in those fast-food web novel apps. Y’know the ones? Where suddenly everyone forgets they did so weird shit, then footage drops and they’re all sitting there confused as hell. It’s the exact sa formula."
Ray raised an eyebrow. He didn’t expect anyone to actually connect it to sothing like that. He kept scrolling, now genuinely curious. The replies were all over the place—so saying "could just be a coincidence," others straight up going "nah, there’s definitely a system behind this."
Then, way down at the bottom, one comnt made him stop cold.
The userna was [Daoofreader].
The comnt was short, but it hit different:
"Yeah, no cap. This is exactly like that web novel Common Sense Hijacking System. In it, the MC can hijack people’s common sense, make them accept the craziest shit without questioning anything, and reality slowly warps around them. Except in the book it’s just fiction... or maybe it’s actually happening right now?"
Ray just sat there for a second, finger frozen on the screen. He reread it twice.
Common Sense Hijacking System.
He didn’t know why, but the na made his chest do this weird little thump. Not fear. More like... this intense, hard-to-explain curiosity. Like sothing in his brain just got poked.
Ray smirked, half amused at himself.
"Wild," he muttered. "Internet people really be connecting dots faster than I thought."
He kept scrolling, slower this ti, lowkey hunting for more comnts from [Daoofreader] or similar threads. But that one title just kept looping in his head.
Common Sense Hijacking System.
He shrugged it off, but the smirk stayed on his face.
Out of pure curiosity, he googled the title and opened the web novel site.
Ray burst out laughing.
"Dude... this shit has the worst rating ever."
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