Llana never believed in reincarnation or transmigration.
To her, those ideas were nothing but desperate fantasies — myths spun by hopeless people grasping at the illusion of a second chance in someone else's body. She found it laughable, even a little sad, that someone would cling to such stories.
Yet here she was.
Waking up in a luxurious, unfamiliar bedroom, wrapped in silk sheets and surrounded by ornate furniture that looked like it belonged in a palace. Gold-accented drapes. A crystal chandelier. Hand-carved wood. This wasn't just rich... It was royal.
Her head throbbed with confusion as her eyes darted around the foreign room. A soft gasp escaped her lips.
"What the.…" she muttered. "Did I get kidnapped by some old, lonely billionaire? Ew. Gross."
She grimaced and scanned the room for any cameras, intercoms, or — worse — locked doors.
"If some wrinkly perv comes out of that door, I swear I'm jumping out the window."
Just thinking about it made her stomach turn.
She rubbed her temples, trying to recall what happened before this.
After school, she had hailed a taxi. That much she remembered. But she hadn't checked the license plate, nor the driver. Rookie mistake.
He was drunk. Or insane. Maybe both.
The man drove like a lunatic driving at 160 kilometers per hour on regular city streets. She remembered screaming, her voice hoarse from yelling at him to slow down. Her heart had pounded so violently that it felt like it would burst through her chest.
And then—
Darkness.
And now... this?
Before she could spiral into panic, a soft mechanical chime echoed.
Not in the room, but inside her mind.
[DING! Welcome to Earth 2000.]
[I am your temporary assistant system and will guide you until the host achieves her goal.]
[Loading host data...]
Llana froze.
"What the…? Who said that?!" she whispered, instinctively pressing her hands to her ears.
The voice wasn't coming from a speaker. It reverberated inside her skull.
"Am I hallucinating?" she whispered, heart racing. "Is this what dying feels like? Did I actually die?"
The voice continued, unfazed.
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Host: Llana Ezhel K. Balthazar
Gender: Female
Date of Birth: August 27, 1999
Heritage: Half South Korean, Quarter Filipino, Quarter American
Father: Anthony Jacobs Balthazar – From a powerful family with deep military ties
Mother: Jeana Kim – A renowned businesswoman, sole owner of an International Enterprise
Note: The original soul of this body harbored a burning passion to become a K-pop idol. Despite her unwavering dream, she was born with a weak constitution. Illness plagued her youth, and even light physical activity left her exhausted. Her parents, worried for her fragile health, firmly rejected the idea of her pursuing such a demanding path. She secretly trained for auditions in Korea, but the pressure of defying her parents, combined with her worsening health, led her into a downward spiral. Her delicate heart eventually gave out.
She agreed to a soul fusion under one condition: that her dream be fulfilled.
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Llana sat frozen, her mouth slightly agape.
"You're kidding me," she muttered. "So you're saying… I died and woke up in another girl's body? On another Earth? And there's a system....like those web novels? And now I have to fulfill her dreams, for her sake?"
Bruhhh.
She suddenly had an obligation she didn't ask for. How was that fair?
Death was supposed to be freedom. Graduation. Not another task list with strings attached.
As if reading her thoughts, the system responded:
[Isn't it natural to pay for something? There's no such thing as a free meal. Even breathing requires air — and in return, you have a responsibility to care for nature. Now, you're in Llana's body. Isn't it natural to give something back?]
Llana blinked. Annoyingly, that made sense. But still...
"Then shouldn't you be paying me? I didn't sign up for this. It's not like I begged to be stuck in someone else's life."
[Incorrect assumption. You were not chosen. The convergence of your soul and this vessel was a result of cosmic interference beyond my authority.]
She raised an eyebrow being sidetracked. "...Huh. That's actually kind of cool. Cosmic interference sounds like something from a Marvel movie."
Her voice turned serious again. "What happens if I don't fulfill her wish?"
Would her soul vanish? Would she be erased completely?
Llana was a Christian. Even here, even now, she still believed in heaven. The thought of being barred from it unsettled her.
[There will be no negative consequences. You will continue to live as Llana in this world. However, the system will cease to exist. I am only here to assist you in fulfilling the task. I am merely a tool.]
That gave her pause.
No punishment? No death threats? No time limits?
She exhaled slowly. At least it wasn't one of those systems. The twisted ones from webnovels.
And truthfully… accepting the former Llana's wish wasn't that hard. Sure, she had never imagined herself on a stage. She didn't like the spotlight. Being an introvert made the idea of fame uncomfortable.
But this wasn't just about fame.
It was about potential.
A new chance. A fresh start.
She'd be a fool to throw that away.
Even if it wasn't her dream originally. She would make it her own.
"Alright. I accept," Llana said. Then added with a grin, "Do I get a gift for being so agreeable?"
[÷...÷]
[A gift is available. Would you like to open it?]
She blinked, then broke into a smile. "Oh? You're actually rewarding me? I take it back You're cute."
"Yes, open it!"
[You receive an ability:]
Vocal Limit Breaker – An ability to effortlessly hit any note with perfect control and zero strain. Expands vocal range beyond normal limits, allowing seamless transitions between registers. Immune to vocal fatigue, cracks, or pitch issues — even during intense performances.
Llana's eyes sparkled. "Wow. How convenient. You really are the best."
[Are you satisfied, host?]
"Hm… very, very satisfied. Thank you," she replied with genuine enthusiasm.
[You're welcome, host. But the path to becoming a top idol is long. Attribute training must begin immediately. Would you like to see your status?]
"Sure. Show me my stats."
[Status loading…]
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HOST: Llana Ezhel K. Balthazar
GENDER: Female
DATE OF BIRTH: August 27, 1999
HERITAGE: half South Korean, quarter Filipino, quarter American.
TALENT/ABILITIES:
•Singing & Dancing
- Innate performance abilities. Allows accurate vocals, rhythm mastery, fluid choreography, and stage presence.
• Vocal Limit Breaker
– An ability to effortlessly hit any note with perfect control and zero strain. Expands vocal range beyond normal limits, allowing seamless transitions between registers. Immune to vocal fatigue, cracks, or pitch issues even during intense performances.
Skills:
• Singing: 6.02 / 10
• Dancing: 4.00 / 10
• Rapping: 1.93 / 10
• Acting: 4.05 / 10
Attributes:
• Appearance: 9.012 / 10
• Charisma: 8.70 / 10
• Perseverance: 8.32 / 10
• Strength: 4.00 / 10
• Endurance: 3.50 / 10
Owned Songs: None
Virtual Coins: 0.00
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"Is 10 the max? Can it be exceeded?" Llana asked.
[10 is the peak for human capability. It cannot be surpassed.]
"Got it. And the scores are based on what exactly?"
[Displaying rating scale...]
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Attribute Rating Scale (Human Limit: 10):
• 0–2: Extremely Poor – Infant-level
• 3–4: Below Average– Functional but limited
• 5: Average – Untrained, typical person
• 6–7: Above Average– Potential, with effort
• 8: Excellent – Skilled professional level
• 9: Exceptional – Top 10% of professionals
• 10: Once-in-a-generation Genius - Peak human potential
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Llana stared at her stats.
So the original Llana had real talent enough to reach a 6 in singing without formal training. That was wild.
Of course. The girl had trained in secret despite being sick. Her passion was real. Her body just couldn't keep up.
"Talent is a head start, not a guarantee," Llana muttered. "Hard work still wins."
Her expression sharpened.
If she wanted to dance, sing, and perform at the top, she needed to fix the weakest link first:
Endurance.
"System, show me tasks to improve endurance."
[Affirmative. Displaying Endurance Tasks:]
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🔁 Daily Tasks (Repeatable):
• Walk 5,000 steps – +0.001 Endurance
• Jog/Run 10 minutes – +0.001 Endurance
• Stretch for 10 minutes – +0.001 Endurance
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⭐ Special Tasks: (changes weekly)
• Complete 2-hour dance practice (Breaks under 2 mins) – +0.05 Endurance
• Run or jog 2 km without stopping – +0.5 Endurance
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Llana tied her hair back.
"I guess it's time to start living like an idol."
And this time, she wouldn't be held back by a weak body or fear of the unknown.
This time, she would become everything the old Llana dreamed of and more.
She smiled.
Our dream is just beginning. And this time... I won't let anything stop us.