Three minutes had passed since he woke up in the body of his younger self. To state that he had been shocked to find himself back on Earth would be an understatement. If it wasn't for how vivid the memories of what had occurred moments was, he would've even assumed that everything had been a dream including the decades he had spent in that prison.
Won Young's first reaction when the gust of memories about the present day rushed into his brain wasn't necessarily fear or confusion.
After all, he had been in literal hell. This was nothing compared to that.
So what emotion did he feel?
Anger. It was anger.
Why was he angry you may ask?
Well, as soon as the memories settled, he looked up and saw a skull floating above his head. It didn't say anything out loud but there was a speech bubble next to it that said:
[Welcome to your second life. I am your personal assistant here to ensure that you complete the goals you desired. My name is Skelly. Nice to meet you.]
Why did that make him angry? No. That wasn't it.
Underneath it was another speech bubble:
[Acting Task: Rejoin your old theater ensemble.]
[Lustful Task: Lose your virginity.]
[Reward: +10 days of life.]
[Life Remaining: 5 days.]
"What is this?"
[My name is Skelly!]
"No. I didn't ask who you are. I asked what is all of this in front of me?"
[Skelly is here to help you complete your goals. You promised your friend that if you had a second chance at life, you would pursue your dreams of acting as well having plenty of sex with plenty of women.]
He had sort of answered his friend without thinking about it that deeply when he was asked what he would do with his second chance in life. But it seemed that he had taken it seriously and in order to make him stick to his words, he had a system that would follow him now giving him tasks to complete.
"What happens if my life remaining runs out?"
[Your soul is erased. You don't go to hell. You don't enter the cycle of reincarnation. You just cease to exist.]
"I was joking!" he screamed.
[And I'm Skelly!]
Once his anger subsided though, he asked Skelly, "So is my friend a god or something? How was he able to bring me back to life and into the past?"
[I don't know! I'm just Skelly!]
"...Fuck me."
Looking at the reflection in the mirror, he remembered that this was before his late growth spurt. That didn't mean that he was short. Eighteen years old, he was standing at 5'10.5" or 180 centimeters tall.
That was slightly above average in his country but in a year, he would suddenly grow to 6'2" in one summer and would eventually stop growing at 6'4".
"Why do I mentally feel eighteen again?"
[That's because when you were brought to the past, your maturity and mental age was also changed to its younger self.]
"Why?"
[Because otherwise, wouldn't you be weirded out having sex with girls who are mentally decades younger than you? Didn't you hate pedophiles with so much passion in your first life that you killed one in prison?]
"...Oh yeah. That did happen."
It had been so long ago that he had nearly forgotten about that incident.
"Don't you think it's a little absurd that I have a system following me around that will kill me if I don't have sex?"
[I agree. By the way, I'm Skelly.]
Time was ticking down. He needed to get started with completing those two tasks so that he could extend his second life. But it had been forever since he had stepped foot into the free world so the first thing he did was—
Kick his feet up on the couch and lie down as if he had nothing better to do.
He was nervous about failing the tasks but when he recalled how desperate the ensemble was for him to rejoin even after ten years of having left them when he was thirteen years old, it probably wouldn't be hard to accomplish that.
The second task however, a part of him didn't know how to approach it.
Truthfully, he could call a number on his phone right now and get a girl in his house and complete the deed by the end of the day.
However, he was mostly joking when he told his friend that he was going to become a man slut. He valued his own body more than that. He also had to be careful with who he did it with because if he was being forced to pursue acting as well, he couldn't do it with someone who was going to expose his past of sleeping around and create a scandal that could ruin him.
Won Young hadn't even noticed it but he had already accepted his fate and was thinking of the future rather than contemplating the strangeness of his system.
If it was another regressor in his shoes, they might've cried, but he was not only talented at acting that he was confident about making it but he also had looks that were to kill for.
When he got a text on his phone, that was when he remembered that there was a few things he needed to deal with.
Firstly, he blocked the number of his ex-wife and removed her as friend from all socials. Then, he accessed his laptop and within an hour, he found all the evidence he needed of his father cheating on his mother. He knew that his ex-wife hadn't been the first.
It wasn't hard since his job had involved cybersecurity in his first life.
Through an anonymous account, he had the evidence sent to his mother, his cousins, his aunties, uncles, his coworkers, etc.
"You haven't committed the crime that you would do in the future yet so I won't kill you. I'll just ruin your life instead."
That's the same reason why he hadn't gone to kill his ex-wife. Right now, she was just a high schooler. Not the whore who cheated on him with his father.
It didn't take long for his family group chat to go crazy. Watching as it spiraled, he smiled and chuckled before closing his phone.
Getting up to make himself a bowl of ramen, he had just begun boiling the water when he heard a knock on the door.
Knock knock knock.
'I don't recall anyone texting me that they were coming over,' he thought as he turned off the heat on the stove and made his way over to the door.
Looking through the peephole, he saw someone who looked suspicious with their hoodie pulled over their head, the strings pulled tightly to make the visibility of their face as small as possible.
If it wasn't for the memories that he returned to his brain when he came back to the past, he might've assumed that this person was here to harm him but he recognized the gray hoodie.
Seo Minhee.
A soon-to-be K-pop idol that would take the country by storm alongside her group. She would conquer the local charts, then the nearby countries, before taking over the entire world when she went solo.
"Hurry up and let me in. What if one of my fans sees me," she said on the other side of the door.