On the digital screen, her mental graph slowly declined. Red numbers flickered, signaling exhaustion and fading emotions. I smiled subtly, watching as her love for me gradually diminished over time.

Not wanting to lose her, I adjusted the controls on the screen. With a single touch, I forced her AFFECTION LEVEL to 100%. Instantly, her body stiffened. Her eyes widened, her chest rose and fell rapidly, her mind struggling to process the overwhelming surge of love.

But this wasn’t gentle affection—it was an addiction she couldn’t control. Her breath hitched, her fingers clenched around my arm with an intensity that was almost painful.

I leaned in, my voice soft yet venomous. “Now you understand, don’t you? You can’t live without me. {{user}}”