Isla abruptly opened her eyes. She was inside the damn white room again. She was also confused, didn't she died because of Yuru? So why was she still here?
[Welcome back, Host.] The screen in front of her typed and the voice also was heard across the room.
"Goddamnit, System. Why am I still here? I thought I died of head injury because of Yuru." Isla said, annoyed at the fact that she still needed to converse with this piece of technology.
[You were not knocked out due to the head injury. We have seen what you did to that world and the Creator decided that you shall leave that world.] The system replied, its voice was devoid of emotions.
Isla sighed, clearly annoyed and ready to fight with the system. But then, she remembered. The system had no physical body.
"How annoying." Isla mumbled.
[What is annoying you, Host?]
Isla rolled her eyes, "you and your creator obviously!"
[I see.] The system answered, clearly not satisfied with Isla's answer. But it could not refute Isla. As Isla was the gamer, and the system was just there to guide the gamer with the game.
Isla sighed again, this time, she asked. "Why did I heard Yena's voice during my time in that world? Is it a bug? I thought souls of the past owners can't enter the body I am in."
[The information is currently not in my database as the Creator hadn't installed new informations on me yet.] The system answered honestly.
"Why?! Do you know how much I suffered in that world?! The voice was too much for me and I almost became a crazy ass!" Isla shouted while looking at the ceiling and her fingers arched.
"Hoo... okay, Isla. Calm down. Calm down. You can do this." Isla said to herself when she felt that her blood pressure is rising.
"Okay, I am calm now. So tell me my score now." Isla said. She sat on the bed while staring at the screen in front of her.
[...]
Life points: 2000
Mission Rank: A
Side Quest: Completed
Character Points: 1500
Items obtained: <Sixth Sense>
Isla almost popped a vein in her head when she saw that her mission rank was A again. The big A letter in front of her was such an eyesore. She felt her blood pressure rising again and she calmed herself down, trying not to shout at the damned system again. She's beginning to feel sick just by thinking it again.
"Why... Why the fuck is it rank A again?!" Isla couldn't hold it anymore. She wanted answers! Alright?!
[You haven't played the original character's attitude. You almost died, again. And you almost ruined the whole world by making the Main Leads hate each other.] The system replied, observing its host carefully.
"Ughhhhhh! Is it my fault that Yuru was raped at that time and got rescued by me?! I was the hero and now my points are being deducted just by making the leads hate each other which is, by the way, isn't my fault!" Isla couldn't hold back and shouted at the top of her lungs. Ever since she became the host of this system, everything has become annoying to her.
[Apologies, Host. I am just made with datas that corrects Hosts, gives the Hosts points and rank their missions.] The system replied but its voice is still monotone.
"Oh, fuck off."
[Do you wish to transfer worlds?] The system asked.
"Who wants to be transferred into another shitty world?!"
[Alright. Do you wish to remain in the room for a couple days?] The system asked, still, its voice monotone.
Isla stopped for a moment. She wants to rest for awhile but thinking that she needs to rest with this piece of garbage technology, she decided not to remain in the room of doom.
"No, thank you. I'd rather die than stay here." Isla said while shaking her head.
[Initializing transfer...]
Isla felt her head spin. Another one heck of a life is going to be played by her again.
Isla woke up to a room that screams luxury. The carpet was as red as blood while the curtains were gold in color. But something was wrong. The room looked a little... empty. Yes, there was a vanity mirror and a table, a worn out wooden closet and the bed where Isla was lying on. Aside from those furniture, nothing else was inside the room.
Suddenly, a wave of memories came to her. In this world, she was Lizue Quinnatlia, a princess without a backing. She was considered the lowest of the lowest. Even the maids and butlers look down on her. This time though, Isla was the main character. In this story, she was the main reason why this story existed, not like the previous lives she's lived. Lizue was supposed to be a hidden princess, being abandoned at a young age and then gets noticed by the emperor on her sixteenth birthday.
Isla went into Lizue's body when the original Lizue collapsed due to a high fever.
"Damn it, why me. Those petty bastards even looked down on me and then toss me into a room where I'm not familiar." Lizue said in an angry tone.
'I swear that system will be regretting ever picking me as its host.' Lizue thought, as scenes of her destroying a machine came to her mind.
She got off the bed and walked towards the vanity mirror. Lizue had silver colored hair, red eyes and was fair despite the noticeable malnourished face of hers.
Lizue was mesmerized by her looks. She totally looks like a princess, except she doesn't have a crown or a gown and dress. All she had were rags. But that was not the problem at all. She was currently twelve years old right now, she has to wait for four years to get noticed?! That is quite a long time.
But the Lizue that the whole palace knew was gone, and now the new Lizue was as bad as the workers were.
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Transmigration System: Be On Top!
Random"Do you dare to play the game of life with a twist? Dare to play to become the top person of the world!" Isla didn't knew what had happened to her. All she knows is that she's been transported into a room with white walls and a voice inside her hea...
