2. Luna

She had an heart attack.

She lost a bet on a battle royale game and the punishment was watching an horror film.

That would be easy to anyone but Ciara.

She was afraid of the dark, being alone in the dark, screams in the dark, anything gore related and etc.

The chosen movie was psychologic horror and not only was personally triggering for her, it was full of jump scares.

Ciara had a weak heart.

5 minutes in and Ciara Kim was dead.

Literally.

Departed.

Deceased.

Lifeless.

Stone-dead.

Her pathetic life flashed through her eyes while she screamed her lungs out at the movie's bad guy, some filthy rap*st.

It was all pain and then nothing.

With the nothing, came darkness.

Once again she was freaking out.

"You got to be f*cking kidding me. F*ck!! Not even in death can I have a single f*cking moment of peace?? Bunch of mother f*ckers I'll come back and hunt all of your sorry asses. I'll find a sword and pluck out your god damn butt cr*cks and then feed them to your f*cking m.."

"Someone's gotta a foul mouth", said a loud voice from the nowhere.

That had Ciara go berserk.

If she had a body she would have shitted her pants.

Wait...

"WHERE THE HELL IS MY BODY? IS THIS HELL? AM I LIVING MY WORST NIGHTMARE? C'mon I should be somewhere else I was a complete fr.."

"Miss Kim, please I have to..", tried the loud voice once again.

"OH SHUT YOUR DAMNED MOUTH. Hey god I'm speaking to you, hear me out. I know I don't believ- no, f*ck, sorry. Wait can I swear talking to god? Shit! No! Sorry, I mean.."

"Miss Ciara Kim this is not hell and.."

"IT IS NOT?????", 'now we're talking. No wait, talking to a voice in the dark...'

"IS THIS A HORROR MOVIE? HAVE I TRANSMIGRATED INTO A HORROR MOVIE?????????????"

The loud voice was completely astonished.

"Well Miss Kim, not yet.."

"NOT YET??? IT MEANS I WILL BE? F*CK NO!! I RATHER HELL!!!!! How many obscenities do I have to spout to be sent straight to he.."

"MISS KIM LET ME FINISH"

"DON'T YELL AT ME STUPID GHOST"

"GHOST? YOU JUST CALLED ME GHOST?"

"I see, I see. So the 'stupid' part you won't even bother to complain. It must be true"

"SHUT UP SHUT UP"

"Uhh, someone's gotta a temper. Ghosts also have periods?"

"ENOUGH!"

"But.."

"NO, SHUSH. Ciara Kim you are not dead yet. Your heart stopped for 2 minutes only and you were reanimated. That wasn't the real problem. You peed your pants before the censures started, once you had the heart attack, you fell of your chair and struck your head on the floor. For that reason you're in a coma and your parents are utterly embarrassed of you. The doctor said that not only the fright led you to the heart attack, but also your eating habits, the lack of exercise, the amount of stress, lack of nutrients/vitamins.. That all fell to death ears since your father cussed you to no end and your mother cried on shame", said the voice as fast as she could.

"That is... well, nothing out of the ordinary", mumbled Ciara on a slightly disheartened voice.

"Ciara Kim, as I said, You are not dead. You were supposed to be, but you are not. Someone attached your soul. That means that someone from the 'higher ups' wants you well. Or at least your soul."

"Wait, someone wants my soul? I've never sold my soul to the dev.."

"Miss Ciara Kim let me finish. I'm not allowed to disclose much information on whys and who so give up asking. I'm here to give you options ok? Two options, one: you can wake up of your coma right now and keep on living your powerless life with your dear parents. That way you'll die of age, reincarnate without remembering any of this until your soul is strong enough to go back to the 'higher realm'. There you'll meet your destiny"

"Wait, did just say 'go back'? As in I used to reside somewhe.."

"I can't further elaborate", interrupted the voice.

"Well... How about my second option?"

"Interesting, I thought you would just jump right into the first one, anxious to come back"

Ciara let out a cold laugh, "No, unfortunately that's not me. I'm scared of people, I can't even trust myself and I've lost hope in life. Anything is better then my reality, so please... just.. just tell me about the second option", said a tired Ciara.

'Hum, so depressed thoughts bring out her polite side' snickering inside the voice continued, "The second o option is a new way of strengthening your soul. You said something about transmigration earlier"

"HORROR MOVIE TRANSMIGRATION???? HELL NO! FORGET ALL I SAID! FIRST OPTION SOUNDS LOVELY!!! I CAN'T J-"

"CIARA"

"Sorry, I'm sorry. Just please... I don't want to be in the dark. Please..", she was crying, well her soul was.

"Miss Ciara, calm down alright. It is not horror movie transmigration. You've read about transmigration novels and all that jazz, right?"

"Sometimes", sniffed the girl.

"Well, it's basically that. I'm a storyteller system. You'll be transmigrated into story worlds and all you have to do is to make the plot better. That way the world will award you with energy. After a few worlds your original strength will be back and just like on the first option, you shall resume to the 'higher realm'. Harder worlds award more. World's difficulties are based on how bad the story is. If it's cliché, boring, too long, too repetitive and so on. Once you enter a world you will start as one of it's characters, not necessarily you will be a main one though. And since this is a storyteller system you are allowed to OOC (out of character). You can do anything as long as it makes the plot better"

"Wait anything??? Can I kill both of the leads?"

"Well most words will prohibit it. But sometimes, if there's no prior restriction and if they're clearly bad for the plot... I would say it's not impossible"

"Ok, where is the but?"

"What?"

"The 'but'. You've said it yourself. I've read transmigration stories. There has to be a but"

"There are no buts"

"But.."

"No. Miss Ciara, you ought to remember that you are not only what you were on your previous life. You do have worth and no matter what you chose you should really work on your trust issues"

"Ow, so you care for me now? That's so cutie cutie, I bet you would be better off as a therapist instead of a system"

"ROLL" (● ˃̶͈̀ロ˂̶͈́)੭ꠥ⁾⁾

"I choose the second"

"What but I haven't even finished explai.."

"I don't care, I want the second one"

"But there are some other relevant matt.."

"When it's time you explain them to me, by the way, do you have a name?"

"No. You might refer to me as System and that would be enough"

"Hell no, I'll call you... hmm... GHOST"

"SPICY CHICKEN HOST WHATS WITH THE STUPID NAME? I'M NOT A GHOST I'M A POWERFUL STORRYTELLER SYS"

"Ghost it is. I quite like it"(⌒▽⌒)

"...", ಠ_ಠ

"Oh and by the way, cut the crap. I wanna change my name as well"

"No wait, what? You don't have to.."

"I don't care. I've never liked that name. And it brings me bad memories... Enough of that"

"But you don't even.."

"Please? Please just stop calling me Ciara, let us forget about this part of my life. I promise you... Just.. please"

Every time this girl gets emotional is so hard to say no. Her words held so much. What has she been through during this life to end up like this? She was so young...

"Hmm, alright alright we can.."

"YES, I KNEW IT OK I want to be Naruto"

"WHAT THE F*CK?"

"Oh, so you're allowed to swear and I'm not. That's no fair Ghost"

"Where is that sad cute girl? Where is she? Rum", even though saying that, this system knows that her sad demeanor held some truth. This girl was everything but a fake.

"Look, Host, I really, really advise you against that name. You won't be able to change it again"

"Cheez, I was joking. Relax, good thing Ghosts don't have wrinkles or else you as a worrywart would be doomed"

"I AM NOT A GHOST"

"Luna"

"What?"

"I want my name to be Luna"

"Hm, and why is that?"

"I just have a feeling. I've dreamed of it quite often can you believe it?"

"You dream of a name?"

"No. Of a voice. Someone is always calling Luna. And there's no one there but me so..."

"Interesting", and it's really interesting how somehow she chose her name. Her original name... that shall be good.

"Everyday, if I was awake, people would calm me that dreadful name, Ciara. But, when I was asleep... I always felt so good whenever that voice called"

"The voice.. it had a name?"

"Hm..."

"You don't know?"

"Sol. His name was Sol"