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

His gaze was intense, challenging anyone to contradict him. "I told all of you we should have sent them aid. We could have prevented this disaster."

He paused, hoping someone would agree, hoping they could see the logic behind his words. But the room remained eerily silent. The weight of his words seemed to hang in the air, but no one was willing to speak up.

"It's not too late," he pressed on, determination in his voice. "We can still send more aid than they initially asked for. If we do that, they can regain their kingdom and everything will be fine. It's not too late to fix this."

But before anyone could respond, the Minister of War interjected, his tone cold and resolute.

"No, Third Prince. We cannot do that."

Cold Calculus of Politics