[New World - Luxury Penthouse]
Sion's eyes fluttered open to complete silence. No honking cars, no screaming neighbors, no pigeons plotting his demise—just blessed, expensive quiet.
The penthouse stretched before him like something out of an architecture magazine. Floor-to-ceiling windows showcased a sprawling cityscape, while furniture that probably cost more than his previous annual salary filled the space with understated elegance.
But strangely...
Unlike the suffocating loneliness he'd felt in his ex-lover's similarly luxurious penthouse, this place felt... breathable. Like he could finally exhale after holding his breath for years.
Sion wandered through what was apparently his bedroom, marveling at the walk-in closet that could house a small family and the bathroom that resembled a spa more than a place for basic hygiene.
Then he caught sight of himself in the full-length mirror and froze.
"What the—"
The face was his, but everything else had been upgraded. Ocean-blue eyes that shimmered like precious gemstones caught the light, while soft pink hair cascaded around his face like cherry blossoms in spring.
"Did the original body owner dye his hair?" Sion muttered, twirling a pink strand between his fingers. He leaned closer to the mirror, checking his eyes. "Are these contacts? They look too real..."
The reflection staring back at him was so stunning that he couldn't help but... experiment.
Strike a pose ✓
Check the side profile ✓
Attempt a mysterious smile ✓
Try the 'wind-blown' hair flip ✓
"Damn, I know I'm a beauty but-," he whispered to his reflection, completely absorbed in his newfound visual appeal.
"Young master?"
FREEZE FRAME
Sion's body turned to stone mid-pose, one hand still dramatically positioned in his hair. An awkward, forced smile stretched across his face as he slowly turned toward the voice.
A middle-aged woman with kind eyes and a knowing expression stood in the doorway, a serving trolley beside her. Her lips twitched with barely contained amusement.
"I know young master is very handsome," she said with the patience of someone who'd clearly dealt with this behavior before, "but please don't harass the poor mirror. It's been through enough."
Sion's face erupted in red. 'She saw everything,' he thought, scratching the back of his head in mortification.
The woman—clearly a housekeeper—chuckled warmly and wheeled the trolley closer. The moment Sion's eyes landed on the spread of dishes, his jaw practically dropped on the floor.
Perfectly grilled steak, Lobster that looked like it cost more than his rent, Pasta that belonged in a five-star restaurant, Desserts that could make angels weep and vegetable side dishes to complete the perfect balanced nutrition.
After surviving on cup noodles for the past month, the sight made his eyes sparkle.
"I'll take my leave now, young master. Please enjoy your dinner," the housekeeper said with a bow before quietly exiting.
The moment the door clicked shut, Sion descended upon the food like a starving wolf. Dignity? What dignity? He stuffed his face with the steak, slurped the pasta, and practically inhaled the lobster.
Within fifteen minutes, every plate was spotless. Sion leaned back against the plush sofa, patted his satisfied stomach, and released the most magnificent burp.
BUUUUUUUUURP
The sound echoed through the penthouse with such force that it probably filled the room in place of room freshners. Even the neighbors three floors down might have felt it.
"Ah, bliss," Sion sighed contentedly, then straightened up. "But I can't get too comfortable. Time to figure out what I'm actually supposed to do here."
"Alright, let's see..." Sion rubbed his hands together. "In every isekai, there's usually a system interface. Should I try the classic approach?"
He cleared his throat dramatically.
"SYSTEM STATS!"
DING!
A translucent blue screen materialized in front of him, complete with his new appearance as a profile picture.
PLAYER INTERFACE:
Welcome, Kim Inso → Sion
PERSONAL INFO
^ Click for Details
Sion tapped the personal info bar, and a detailed character sheet expanded:
CHARACTER PROFILE:
Name: Sion Kim
Age: 23
Status: Wealthy Heir (Jobless but Rich)
Education: Graduated from prestigious St. Helena Academy, currently pursuing final year Business Major at Elite University
Family Background:
Parents: Owners of Sodapop Entertainment (Top entertainment company in the country)Elder Brother: Current CEO of family business Parents: Permanently on luxury world tours (Convenient absence)
Personality Traits: Well-bred, educated, mysteriously absent from social media
Special Notes: Original owner's memories are accessible but dormant
Current Location: Family penthouse, xxx district
Financial Status: Unlimited credit cards, monthly allowance that could buy small islands
"Hmm." Sion squinted at the information. "So what happened to the original Sion? Usually in these scenarios, there should've been an accident or something, but I just woke up on a sofa..."
🔔 NOTIFICATION
DING!
[ STORY MISSION AVAILABLE ]
First incomplete story detected
Would you like to proceed with plot completion?
[YES] [NO]
"Oh?" Sion tilted his head curiously. "Is this telling me to work on a story? Well, nothing in life is free, and I did just eat a meal that probably cost more than my previous monthly budget."
Click [YES]
[ TUTORIAL AVAILABLE ]
Would you like to read the instruction manual before proceeding?
[READ MANUAL] [SKIP]
"Manual?" Sion scoffed. "I'm a professional author and a jobless reader who has read and gulped almost every available plot in the world. How hard can it be to write a story? I'll figure it out as I go."
Click [SKIP]
Famous Last Words: "How hard can it be?"
[MISSION BRIEFING - ROMANCE HELL]
QUEST ACCEPTED
Story Title: "Baby, Don't Leave Me"
Genre Tags: Romance, One Night Stand, Pregnancy, Runaway Arc, CEO Chase Trope
Progress: Chapter 2 of ??? (Abandoned by previous author)
Rating: 2.3/5 stars (5 Gods support this story)
📝 PLOT SUMMARY:
Laila, illegitimate daughter of KY Construction's chairman, lives as a bullied beta in her own family. Her only joy is her childhood friend Kai, whom she secretly loves. When her half-sister drugs her with aphrodisiacs and throws her into a hotel room with a disgusting old businessman, fate intervenes—the businessman gets swapped with Leon, youngest heir of HI Corporation. After their "passionate night," Laila disappears, only to be found five years later raising Leon's secret son. Now Leon must win her heart. Will Laila accept the unknown man's love attempts?
[Reader Gods' Comments]
Gojo'ssweettooth:"The FL has no backbone"
Jay'slefttoenail: "Dropped after chapter 1"
KaiSimp: "But the male lead is so cool"
Sion's eye twitched violently. "This is the exact kind of plot I specifically banned in my contract!"
[ CHARACTER SELECTION ]
Please select your perspective to continue the story:
Male Lead (Leon - Cold CEO)
2. Female Lead (Laila - Tragic Heroine)
3. Second Male Lead (Kai - Childhood Friend)
4. Side Character (Custom)
"Generally, these stories are written from the female lead's perspective, right?" Sion muttered. "But what's with the 'Side Character' option? Who even writes from a random side character's viewpoint?"
After a moment's consideration: Click [2. Female Lead]
[ PROCESSING...]
"Wait, do I type directly in this interface? I usually need at least two drafts before I'm satisfied with anything. Does this system have proper writing software? Maybe I should use my laptop and copy-paste..."
Sion stood up to retrieve his laptop from the table when the screen began flickering ominously.
[ TRANSFERRING TO STORY LOCATION IN...]
[10... 9... 8...]
"What location?!" Sion's tilted his head in confusion
[7... 6... 5...]
"Should I go to that office everytime I write or something?"
[4... 3... 2...]
"THAT SCAMMER SENIOR GOD—"
[1...]
FLASH
Reality dissolved into white static before reassembling into something that belonged in Sion's worst nightmares.
LOCATION: Luxury hotel room.
The room was thick with cloying perfume and dim lighting. Velvet curtains blocked most of the outside light, creating an oppressive atmosphere that made the air feel heavy and sweet. The scent was so overpowering it made his head spin.
But the environment wasn't the worst part.
His body felt wrong.
Heavy. Hot. Like fire was crawling under his skin. A sharp headache split through his skull.
"Ugh..." The groan that escaped his lips was distinctly feminine.
Sion looked down at himself and nearly had a heart attack.
Where his flat chest should be: Breasts
Where his comfortable clothes should be: A skimpy red dress that barely covered anything
Where his sneakers should be: Sharp heels
Where his male body should be: Curves in all the wrong places
[ POSSESSION COMPLETE ]
📋 CURRENT STATUS:
Character: Laila Chen
Age: 22
Background: Poor, Tragic, Devastatingly Beautiful
Current Condition: Under the effects of a mild aphrodisiac
Mission: Obtain the 'key plot point' to return to original body
Time Remaining: 12 hours
"WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?!" Sion screamed internally, but his—her—body wouldn't respond properly. The aphrodisiac was making it impossible to think clearly.
To be continued....