Drowning in Love

Currently, he didn't have a single penny. Hunger, like a soft worm, gnawed at his reason bit by bit. Gradually, he became so hungry he could barely walk, so he slumped down by the foot of a wall.
He looked up at the deep blue sky. In this moment, he wanted many, many things: food, warm clothes, and a room to shelter him from rain and wind.
He wanted so much love, preferably to envelop him, to suffocate him.
Even if he drowned in love, he would be willing.
But now, he had nothing.
He hugged himself, hungry, cold, and gradually lost consciousness, falling into a coma.
......
When he awoke, it was almost evening.
He opened his eyes, the unfamiliar surroundings surprising him slightly.
This was not where he had been before.
A single blanket lay over him. He froze for a second, then immediately pulled back the blanket. A boy, looking like a spirit, barely the size of a hand, was leaning on the edge of the bed, intently watching him.
The boy had emerald green pupils, his gaze clear and pure.
He blinked, then blinked again, confirming that the beautiful boy before him was not an illusion but a living being. He said in surprise, "You're so small. Are you a spirit?"
Just then, a clear voice echoed in his mind:
【 Welcome to the Angel Game. Players who pass the Angel Game will become true Angels. 】
The boy said, "My name is Mi Er. I am one of the systems of the Angel Game. What you see is my personified form as the system."
He said, "After passing the Angel Game, can one truly become an Angel?"
Mi Er: "Of course. The Angel Game has three stages. As long as you pass these three stages of the Angel Game, you can become an Angel."
Mi Er flew into mid-air, his tiny figure sparkling with emerald light.
He asked in confusion, "Why choose me to be a player in the Angel Game?"
Mi Er's emerald eyes stared intently at him, seemingly piercing through his body to see his soul, "Because your soul possesses the characteristics to become an Angel."
He had heard many harsh words like "You are a demon" and such; this was the first time he heard he was related to an Angel.
Mi Er: "Do you want to participate in the Angel Game?"
He nodded, "Yes!" He wanted to become an Angel; he yearned to leave this suffering mortal world.
Mi Er snapped his fingers, and that clear voice echoed in his mind again: 【 First stage of the Angel Game: Prevent the apocalypse. 】
He exclaimed in surprise, "Prevent the apocalypse?! Apocalypse?!"
Mi Er flew around him once, finally landing on his shoulder, resting his chin. A serious expression was on his small face, "That's right, prevent the apocalypse. In the future, perhaps not long from now, this world will welcome the apocalypse."
His body trembled slightly, his heart suddenly accelerating. He looked towards the horizon, the gray-blue sky, seemingly responding to the word "apocalypse," heavily pressing down on the earth, as if about to collapse.
So weak, what could he possibly do to prevent the apocalypse?
Mi Er flew from his shoulder into mid-air, circling the room, "This is a small, uninhabited room I found for you. You can temporarily stay here from now on."
He looked gratefully at Mi Er, "Thank you."
Mi Er smiled and said, "I must go now. When you complete your mission, I will come to your side."
He replied, "Alright."
Mi Er's figure vanished, leaving him alone in the empty room.
He stayed in the small wooden house. Though simple, it was very clean, with blankets, cooking utensils, and fresh ingredients in the cupboards.