1. After Quick Transmigration

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Cover art: @ollcha
Story: 100% original mine

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"Flawless youthful skin."

Bad rashes and acnes were my nightmares in daily life. Well, at least in my original body.

"Perfect pitch."

"Divine voice."

He is still holding a grudge when he failed a mission because he is tone deaf.

"Superb metabolism. Never get fat no matter how much you eat."

He selects few more rewards that catches his eyes.

A robotic voice responds, "Access denied. Host, you don't have enough points. Only few of them shall be added to your present status. "

"Can't you give me a discount, 005? We have crossed twenty worlds together. Don't you have feelings for me?"

"No."

He is silent.

The system is cold as usual. He could never bend the rules.

He can't believe this is it.

He is finally returning back to his original world after traveling for few hundred years.

"Counting down. Ten... Nine... Eight..."

"Can I really go back in time? I died in a car accident. I won't be disfigured or something, right?"

He asks so many questions, left unanswered.

The system is still counting down like a robot.

He asks, "005, will you miss me? I'm going to miss you a lot."

The counting down has ended.

His world becomes dark. He feels his mind becomes muddled. His past memories got erased by invisible hands.

His heart is beating too fast. As if it's going to break his ribcage.

"Goodbye, Host. You won't even remember me."

A minute of silence before the system adds, "I gave you eternal perky ass for condolence gift. It won't sagged even in your old age. Thank you for all your hard work."

The robotic voice has disappeared. It's gone as if it never come into this world.

His head hurts a lot when he wakes up again.

In a cheap hotel room. On a smelly bed with beer tainted sheet.

"My head... F*ck!"

He rubs his face with his hands. Trying to clear his mind.

His body feels numb as if he has been sleeping for ages. Not just few hours.

The nightmare feels real. He died in a car accident and went to weird places. From ancient china to Interstellar world.

He forgot about his vivid nightmare in just few minutes.

His stomach grumbles. Protesting like a man in riot.

He walks to bathroom like a zombie. He washes his face to feel better.

"F*ck!"

He touches the mirror. His reflection does the same thing.

Is this me? Where are all my acnes? What happened to my face?

He touches his cheeks. They are smooth without any blemish.

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