Loveless Sacrifice
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In this world, there exists a place called the Life Pawnshop.
As long as you possess enough Love Value—the genuine affection held for you by your family or spouse—you can trade it there for any miracle.
My biological brother, Noah, died in a car crash. My parents, my husband—everyone was forcing me to go to the pawnshop and use my Love Value to bring him back.
The pawnshop's laws were absolute and unforgiving: a sacrifice of a life for a life required the pawner to be of the exact same generation as the deceased, bound by deep ties of blood or fate.
That meant in this entire family, only I and the adopted daughter, Chloe, were eligible to make the trade.
But what my family didn't know was that I had already exhausted every last drop of my Love Value for this very family.
If someone with zero Love Value forcibly stepped onto the altar, the pawnshop's punishment mechanism would crush the sacrificer alive, skin and bone.
As long as you possess enough Love Value—the genuine affection held for you by your family or spouse—you can trade it there for any miracle.
My biological brother, Noah, died in a car crash. My parents, my husband—everyone was forcing me to go to the pawnshop and use my Love Value to bring him back.
The pawnshop's laws were absolute and unforgiving: a sacrifice of a life for a life required the pawner to be of the exact same generation as the deceased, bound by deep ties of blood or fate.
That meant in this entire family, only I and the adopted daughter, Chloe, were eligible to make the trade.
But what my family didn't know was that I had already exhausted every last drop of my Love Value for this very family.
If someone with zero Love Value forcibly stepped onto the altar, the pawnshop's punishment mechanism would crush the sacrificer alive, skin and bone.
























