𝐼'𝓁𝓁 𝒦𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝓇𝑜𝒾𝓃𝑒

2.

'Do you want to change the story? '

[Yes/No]

Seeing it made Evelyn grimace.

"FBI agent who must be monitoring my phone, it's no fun making fun of people like that"
and she dismissed like this the situation.

The problem was that in the following days the girl received the same message several times and the thing started to worry Evelyn who initially tried to ignore it.

The girl had tried to block the number but the messages kept coming from other unknown numbers.

Evelyn had also tried typing <<No>>, hoping to end the avalanche of messages that arrived, without success.

One day, frustrated and exhausted by it, she decided to type yes.

The action seemed to be enough and for the rest of the day, the female teen did not receive any more unwanted notifications.

The satisfied teen got into bed with a smile on her face and fell asleep.

What the girl didn't notice was the sudden lighting up of her cell phone screen.

<<Congratulations, you have been selected among all the applicants!

Start loading transmigration...

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .

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ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ!

Welcome in Bloody Moonlight!>>

                               •••●•••

The following morning when Evelyn woke up, the first thing she saw was a colorful ceiling, which was absurd because the ceiling in her room was white.

The girl raised her head to look around and saw that the room she was in wasn't hers.

As she wandered around bewildered, out of the corner of her eye she saw a girl, a beautiful girl with purple hair, fair skin and stunning heterocromatic eyes which seemed jewels; looking more closely she realized that the female was copying her, perhaps to make fun of her.

Approaching her, however Evelyn's irritation became shock: that purple haired girl was not another girl, but she was her! EVELYN WAS THAT GIRL! But it was absurd, that wasn't her body..., so how was that possible?

Wait.

Maybe it was just one of those extremely realistic dreams!

The female teen immediately looked at her hand, to check how many fingers it had and her blood froze..., she had five fingers on each hand.

That wasn't a dream.

This shocked Evelyn so much that she stopped breathing until her lungs began to burn.

But the shocking things didn't end there, at some point trumpets popping out of nowhere started playing, confetti fell from the ceiling and a bright screen suddenly appeared in front of her face with the words:

<< Good Morning Host! Congratulations on being selected! *-* >>

Taken aback, the girl shrieked in fright