The Rise Of Park Yejoon

Chapter 2 - What the...?

Chapter 2

[*DING*]

[Rejoice, Host, as you have been chosen to be the owner of The System.]

"Chirp~ Chirp~"

An excruciating headache instantly assaulted me as I slowly came to my senses. My mind blanked out. The only thing I could register was the pain.

"Urgh" I could not stop the groans from coming out.

My now active hands traveled to my temples and massaged them in an attempt to soothe the pain yet the effort came out unrewarded.

I cursed this pain and banged my hands on the… soft mattress…?

The pain which seemed to have lasted for hours softly receded.

With effort, I opened my eyes and the first thing that came into view were white walls. I looked around and saw a clean desk made out of fancy expensive looking wood. In front of the desk were clean, transparent windows that allowed the awe-inspiring view from a high altitude. This was an apartment I guessed. My eyes moved and I saw a room filled with a great variety of clothing.

I raised my eyebrows in confusion.

My gaze traveled to my self and I noticed the simple gray pajama shorts and sleazy and loose black shirt I was wearing. I discerned how healthy, white, and soft my skin looked.

What lovely long legs. I don't have fetishes for things like these but I had nothing but sheer appreciation for these national treasure-worthy limbs.

My gaze traveled to my arms.

What in the world…?

They had no hair as if they were a baby's.

Like the legs, they looked soft, white, and creamy

I did not dare touch these pure things as I slowly realized these moved where I wished for them to.

"B-beautiful..." A charmingly deep voice alarmed my ears. I instantly fell in love with how sweet and soul captivating the voice was.

I realized a frightful fact.

This is my voice.

Not anyone's.

Mine.

Questions trickled through my head.