MMORPG: REBORN MARK ADVENTURE IN ONLINE GAME

Daniel's Ultimate Humiliation

Daniel sat there, betrayed, broken, and utterly doomed. He looked at the three people he once called his friends—Mark, Liz, and Ana—and realized…

They had sold him out in less than a second.

And now? He was Celeste's pet.

For a whole. Damn. Day.

He groaned, burying his face in his hands. "You guys didn't even hesitate."

Mark shrugged. "The deal was too good to pass up."

Ana grinned. "Besides, this is hilarious."

Liz smirked. "You would've done the same thing to us."

Daniel opened his mouth—then closed it. He couldn't even argue. He absolutely would have.

But that didn't mean he had to accept his fate quietly.

He turned to Celeste, narrowing his eyes. "Alright, evil queen. What exactly do I have to do?"

Celeste looked way too pleased. She took a dramatic step forward, hands on her hips. "Oh, Daniel, my dear, sweet pet. Your suffering shall be glorious."

Daniel winced. "I already hate this."

Celeste held up one finger. "First, you'll address me properly."

Daniel frowned. "What do you mean?"

Celeste smirked. "You will call me 'Mistress Celeste.'"

Mark choked on air. Liz had to turn away to hide her laughter. Ana? Ana was outright wheezing.

Daniel's eye twitched. "No."

Celeste leaned closer. "Then no helmets."

Daniel clenched his jaw. His dignity was worth more than this.

…Or at least, it would have been—if his livelihood wasn't at stake.

He groaned. "Fine. Mistress Celeste."

Ana fell off the couch laughing.

Liz wiped a tear from her eye. "This is the best deal we've ever made."

Celeste grinned. "Good boy."

Daniel twitched. "I swear to god—"

"Next rule," Celeste interrupted. "You'll be my personal servant all day. That means opening doors, carrying my bags, and making sure I don't have to lift a finger."

Daniel groaned. "Fine. Whatever."

Celeste's smirk widened. "And of course… your outfit."

Daniel froze.

Liz perked up. "Wait, what outfit?"

Celeste tapped her chin, pretending to think. "I was debating between a maid outfit and a catboy hoodie, but honestly…" She grinned evilly. "I think a bunny suit would be perfect."

Dead silence.

Mark completely lost it. He had to lean on the wall for support. Ana was crying from laughter. Liz? She looked absolutely delighted.

Daniel, however, looked ready to drop dead on the spot.

"You. Wouldn't. Dare."

Celeste tilted her head. "No helmets, then?"

Daniel gritted his teeth. His fists clenched. He looked at the helmets—their ticket to survival.

And then he sighed, accepting his fate.

"…Fine."

Mark wiped a tear from his eye. "Best. Day. Ever."

Celeste clapped her hands together. "Wonderful! Now, my pet, get ready for your first task—fetch me a drink."

Daniel growled under his breath. But he had no choice.

He stomped toward the kitchen, his soul leaving his body.

Liz grinned. "I should've gotten popcorn for this."

Ana leaned back. "Oh, don't worry. We have a whole day to enjoy this."

Mark smirked. "And maybe even longer if Celeste decides to extend the contract."

Daniel, from the kitchen, shouted: "OVER MY DEAD BODY."

Celeste simply laughed. "Oh, Danny. We're going to have so much fun."

The sun barely peeked through the curtains when Daniel was rudely awoken by Celeste's voice."Rise and shine, pet! Your first official day of servitude begins now."Daniel groaned and buried his face in the pillow. "Nope. Not happening."The blanket was ripped off him."Oh, it's happening," Celeste said, grinning wickedly.Daniel squinted up at her, still half-asleep. "You're enjoying this way too much."Celeste shrugged. "It's your own fault for flirting with me nonstop. Consider this karma."Mark poked his head into the room, smirking. "Hey, Mister Pet. Breakfast won't make itself."Ana stretched, looking refreshed. "Yeah, get to work, servant boy."Liz yawned. "Don't forget coffee."Daniel sat up, his exhausted, betrayed, and deeply offended expression making everyone else laugh."I hate all of you," he muttered.Celeste threw something at him. He caught it automatically—then froze.It was a black bunny suit. With fishnet stockings.Daniel stared at it. Then at Celeste.Celeste beamed. "Put it on."Mark fell over laughing. Ana was in literal tears. Liz had to grip the wall for support.Daniel's hands shook. "This. Is. Too. Far."Celeste tilted her head, completely unbothered. "No helmet, then?"Daniel glared at her. "I will burn your mansion down."Celeste grinned. "Not before you wear the suit."Liz was barely breathing. "Daniel, please. I need to see this."Ana nodded eagerly. "Take one for the team, man."Mark was still gasping for air from laughter. "We should take pictures."Daniel tossed the bunny suit aside and stormed toward the kitchen. "I'm making breakfast and that's IT."Celeste smirked. "You sure? It would really suit you."Daniel slammed a cabinet open. "I am not your bunny."Mark chuckled. "You sure? 'Bunny Boy Daniel' has a nice ring to it."Daniel turned, grabbed a spatula, and pointed it at them."One more word, and someone's getting beaten with this."Celeste grinned. "Oh? A violent pet? Maybe I should get a leash."Daniel faceplanted into the counter.Liz high-fived Celeste. Ana tried—and failed—to contain her laughter.Mark clapped his hands. "Alright, alright. Let's not kill Daniel before he makes breakfast."Daniel grumbled under his breath, but started cooking anyway.Celeste leaned back, satisfied. "Don't worry, Danny. We still have a full day of fun ahead."Daniel wanted to die.

Breakfast was supposed to be a peaceful moment. Supposed to be. But with Celeste in charge, Daniel's misery was just getting started.

As he served the food, Celeste deliberately tapped her fork on the plate.

"Too slow, pet."

Daniel twitched. "I'm literally serving the food right now."

Celeste smirked. "Faster next time."

Ana grinned. "This is better than TV."

Liz casually sipped her coffee. "I could watch this all day."

Mark chuckled. "We will be watching this all day."

Daniel growled under his breath. He slapped a plate of eggs down in front of Celeste, but before he could retreat, she snapped her fingers.

"Ah, ah. I need something."

Daniel gritted his teeth. "What. Now."

Celeste grinned. "I want my juice…" She paused dramatically. "…fed to me."

Mark choked on his food. Ana's head hit the table from laughing. Liz actually spit out her coffee.

Daniel froze.

His soul left his body.

"…You're joking."

Celeste tilted her head. "Do I look like I'm joking?"

Daniel clenched his fists. Fifteen thousand credits. The helmet. The game. It was all riding on this.

He shakily picked up the glass of orange juice.

Celeste smirked.

He brought it closer.

Mark held his breath. Ana looked ready to explode.

Then, with gritted teeth and dead eyes, Daniel tipped the glass toward Celeste's lips.

Celeste took a slow sip—then licked her lips dramatically. "Mmm. Delicious."

Daniel wanted to SCREAM.

Liz actually had to leave the room to stop herself from choking on laughter. Ana had collapsed onto the couch, wheezing. Mark was wiping tears away.

Daniel set the glass down and turned to walk away.

Celeste snapped her fingers.

"…What now?" he gritted out.

Celeste smiled sweetly. "You forgot to say 'You're welcome, Mistress Celeste.'"

Daniel's eye twitched violently.

Mark lost it. He fell out of his chair. Ana clutched her stomach, shaking. Liz banged on the wall, howling.

Daniel inhaled deeply.

He exhaled.

Then, in the most dead, emotionless voice possible—

"…You're welcome, Mistress Celeste."

Celeste patted his head. "Good pet."

Daniel screamed internally.

Daniel's Breaking Point

After breakfast, Daniel thought—hoped—his suffering was over.

He was wrong.

Celeste lounged on the couch, stretching lazily. "Alright, pet. Time for your next task."

Daniel's soul was already halfway to the afterlife. "…What now?"

Celeste smirked. "Massage my shoulders."

Mark nearly fell off his chair again. Ana was barely breathing. Liz wiped a tear away.

Daniel's hands shook. "This isn't servitude. This is torture."

Celeste tilted her head innocently. "Did you say something, pet?"

Daniel gritted his teeth. "No."

With the anger of a thousand suns, he stomped over and placed his hands on Celeste's shoulders.

Celeste sighed dramatically. "Harder."

Daniel's fingers twitched. Oh, how badly he wanted to strangle her instead.

"Gentler," she murmured a second later.

Daniel fought every violent urge in his body.

Liz leaned over to Ana. "He's dying inside."

Ana nodded solemnly. "We're witnessing history."

Mark sipped his coffee, enjoying every second.

Then, Celeste spoke the final words that broke him.

"I want my feet done next."

Daniel SNAPPED.

"THAT'S IT!" he threw his hands up.

Celeste laughed as she dodged away.

"FIFTEEN THOUSAND CREDITS ISN'T WORTH THIS!" Daniel raged. "I REFUSE TO LIVE LIKE THIS!"

Mark, Ana, and Liz collapsed into laughter.

Celeste pouted playfully. "Aww, is my pet tired already?"

Daniel pointed a trembling finger at her. "You. Are. The. Devil."

Celeste winked. "And you're still my pet for another eight hours."

Daniel screamed into a pillow.

Daniel's Final Hours of Suffering

Daniel had given up. Completely. His soul had been crushed. His pride shattered. He had accepted his fate.

Eight more hours. Just eight more hours.

Celeste rested her feet on his lap as she scrolled through her phone. "Be a dear and bring me some snacks."

Daniel mechanically stood up, walked to the kitchen, and returned with a bag of chips. No complaints. No sarcasm. Just pure, dead inside obedience.

Mark stared. "He's… broken."

Ana waved a hand in front of Daniel's face. "Are you still in there, buddy?"

Daniel blinked slowly. "…Kill me."

Liz chuckled. "Nope. You still have time left."

Celeste popped a chip into her mouth, grinning. "See? He's finally learning."

Mark leaned back. "This is actually terrifying. I miss when he fought back."

Ana nodded. "This is like watching a proud warrior lose his will to live."

Liz smirked. "Nah. This is entertainment."

Celeste stretched. "You know what? I'm feeling generous."

Daniel's hollow gaze turned to her.

"For the last three hours, you only have one job." She smiled wickedly. "Follow me around and do everything I say."

Mark spit out his drink. Ana fell off the couch. Liz was grinning like a demon.

Daniel just stared. "…I hate you."

Celeste beamed. "You'll love me by the end of the day."

Daniel closed his eyes and accepted his fate.

Three Hours Left.

For three straight hours, Celeste dragged Daniel through every ridiculous errand she could think of.

Shopping. She made him carry all the bags. Even the ones that were clearly unnecessary.

Coffee run. She made him order for her. "Ask for extra sugar and tell them it's for 'the love of your life.'"

Random park stop. She forced him to push her on a swing.

Mark, Ana, and Liz followed the entire time—recording everything.

At the park, Mark whispered to Ana. "I'm actually impressed. She's too powerful."

Ana nodded. "Daniel is gonna need therapy after this."

Liz sipped her coffee. "Worth it."

The Final Hour.

Celeste and Daniel returned to the mansion.

Celeste stretched. "Well, pet, you did well. I'd say you earned your freedom."

Daniel collapsed onto the floor. "I. Am. Free."

Mark checked his watch. "Exactly on the hour, too. Celeste, you really milked every second."

Celeste grinned. "Of course. What kind of evil queen would I be if I didn't?"

Daniel lay motionless on the floor, staring at the ceiling, soul completely drained. "Never again."

Ana smirked. "Oh, come on. You survived."

Liz chuckled. "Barely."

Mark leaned over him. "Hey, at least you get your helmet and the credits."

Daniel groaned. "Not worth it."

Celeste crouched next to him, poking his cheek. "Oh, but Danny, you looked so cute in that bunny suit."

Daniel twitched. "I will never recover from this."

Celeste patted his head. "Good pet."

Daniel let out the most broken, exhausted sigh of his life.

Mark, Ana, and Liz burst into laughter.

And thus, Daniel's Ultimate Humiliation came to an end—scarring him for life.