Hey, I am feeling way too bad today. I guess pumping Mom was truly such a divine experience. But wait, where am I? Why is my whole body so down? Why aren't my stats activating? Hey, I should check the system. But after calling it countless times, it didn't come. As my body was again shifted to my previous body, the same average body, looks, and everything. But why is this happening? Wait, it must be a dream, but it feels like I was dreaming before, as I am again back to reality, an average office worker. As for me, the time also feels like an average day of life: the same shift of 9 to 5, then two part-time jobs, and then going home and sleeping. As Mom will not be that happy to see me. As she barely even speaks now to me, yeah, I remember now, it was all this. The dream I saw was the previous day, but I didn't face any issue on my way back. As now I have to go to work, oh damn, I should get ready. After seeing again harsh reality, I began to wash up and started to go to the office, as Mom left early. As she even started to ignore me, as I am such a failure that I couldn't give her anything worth being proud of. She was maybe the sales or marketing head or something. I don't remember her occupation, but I should get to the office; otherwise, my payslip will be cut. But how did that dream even end? I remember enjoying myself with those divine women, but why did I come to this pathetic reality, in which I am nothing but a useless piece of shit, unlike those milfs, whom I loved more than anything? They won't even look at me because I am just pretty average—no looks, no body, no money. Just an average loser. But guess the dream was truly a dream. I guess it truly did give me everything I could even hope for in this pathetic reality. As Father died pretty early, till then Mom wasn't that stable, as she never liked me, and I never even gave her a reason to like me. Yeah, now I remember, I took way too many sleeping pills after reaching home in frustration from everyday's struggle. The same annoying boss makes me do all the work in the office, and after that, I work at cafes and petrol pumps to earn a living. After all these years of grinding every day, what I get is a mom who doesn't talk to me because I am a struggler and I don't have a proper living. Well, that day of dream was quite 9 or 10 years ago, maybe. At that time I was 20 maybe, but I was quite hopeful that someday my condition would change and I would get to live a peaceful life, but it just got worse and worse every year. The grinding never stopped. Even Mom stopped coming home and started living with a rich guy. As I guess now, it has been nearly 2-3 years since I saw her. As I have been too pretty busy to notice any change in my pathetic life, I work the whole day, then I drink to make the voices in my head disappear, and then at nearly around 3-4 maybe I take sleeping pills to sleep. Guess it was how I survived, as I am now nearly 30, as I lost all interest in MILFs by that time, as that Rampal's wife, that bitch, just like in my dream, made a false accusation against me about rape and falsely put me behind bars. As his bastard husband made sure by his money that I wouldn't be able to set myself free, but I guess that wasn't destined to happen with me, as the prison I was in had a riot just one or two years ago, and I managed to slip in this commotion. As now I took shelter in an abandoned house, as I illegally sold my family house, and as all my accounts and savings were sealed by the govt. So I am just a petty survivor, I guess. I am losing my mind, as after that incident I just live on my own by working at caterings and just barely making contact with anyone. But why did I even see my mom like that in a dream? In reality I don't even remember her face, but why was I thinking about her in a dream? As we have not even barely talked our whole lives, she has just been like a bystander in my life. So why? I can't even think of a proper reason, as she might be living peacefully with her rich guy, as she never once visited me in my cell. So why was I this attached to her? Well, I can't blame others, as everybody likes a person who is perfect in every field. As in the dream, I was powerful, had a great body, and had great looks, and I even had a system, so of course anyone would get attached to me, but this is reality. Nobody likes a loser, as even the people who stood with me or sympathized with my suffering just left and never looked back at me. As The girl I loved in middle was a single mother named as 'Amy.' At first she was quite cheerful and happy, as I got really attached to her and started to do all wild things with her, and she also was happy. But as we were staying together one night, she asked if I would marry her and take care of her son. As I knew that I couldn't be a responsible man, I told her, "How about I give you some of my life savings, and you can use it to live however you want?" But guess what? That smart lady took my money and just went away with her son. As I was very depressed after she left, I started to drink more and more and started to take the sleeping pills as drugs. But still her voice and memory never stopped. They just made me unable to love anybody else. So now I am 30, still alive after countless attempts at suicide. But what even changed after these years? I saw a message that was similar to my dream from all those years ago: "You have successfully cleared the trial of reality, as this trial was set up in a way to show the user about his life if he wouldn't have gotten the system." As a system, we are greatly impressed by your determination. As an exceptional reward, you will be allowed to keep your memories of this trial. As this reward hasn't been given to anyone in countless years. You are the first one to earn this reward." After seeing this message, I was insanely happy and in shock that "it truly ended all my sufferings and it was all just a dream." But I saw a message again "It isn't a dream but a different timeline, in which the events went according to your true timeline, as this was destined to happen, but your accidental encounter with the system changed your entire timeline."
After seeing this, I fell down on the ground in shock and began to wonder, "Yeah, now I remember when I was with Mom, I saw such a message, but I was way too occupied in loving Mom that I didn't pay attention to it. But to think this was my reality, a normal average nobody who couldn't accomplish anything in his life and got nothing but betrayal and pain for his own naiveness, trusting others and thinking that these milfs are any better than these normal girls. But I truly forgot that these bitches become milfs by the mighty time. Nothing more makes them different, not even my mom or any other women. So I guess I just shouldn't; my real timeline shows its effect in the system-manipulated timeline. So fuck every naiveness; I am done with all this shit of trusting everybody. Now I am just going to love them and enjoy my life to the fullest!"