JedidiahBeaufoy

Thrown back into the fragile body of her 15 year old self after a near death experience, Nnenna wakes up in a cold and loveless household, an adopted child meant only to keep the true child company. 

Rejected, ignored, and treated like a shadow, she had once quietly accepted her fate. But this time, things are different.

Armed with a mysterious Love System, Nnenna gains the power to turn hate into love, one mission at a time all over the world. 

From mending broken friendships to healing hearts torn by betrayal, she earns "Good Points" that slowly transform the world around her. 

Yet, as her actions ripple outward, so do the echoes of her past life. Forgotten secrets resurface, her true origins, her parents' fates, and the shocking truth about those she left behind.

Along her journey, two figures emerge from the haze of her past and present, a soul she thought she had lost forever and another who had been by her side all along. 

Both bring the promise of love, but will either of them earn her heart when she finally learns to love herself?

With every mission, Nnenna discovers that love is a powerful force, not just for others but for the girl she’s becoming. But what happens when the cost of love threatens the second chance she’s fought so hard to build?

They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Somto. Smiling. But not the good kind. The kind that made people think, 'I might not survive the next five minutes.'

For the first time in his career, he actually felt nervous on stage.

"…I see I have made a mistake." He nodded solemnly.

Then, he turned to the audience and gave a small, awkward chuckle.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to take this moment to thank you all for coming to my final performance before I'm murdered."

Laughter erupted across the room, tension breaking in an instant.

He didn't dare look in Nnenna's direction again.

From then on, he stuck to safe topics, making jokes about how Gigangum warriors struggled with fancy dining etiquette and how royal speeches were so long that he once grew a beard while waiting for one to end.

Familiar