Chapter 5: Who Are You, Really?

After roasting Derek, the system suddenly quiets down. "Why do you look so much like someone?"

My mouth freezes, heart skipping a beat.

Both the system and I are people on the verge of death in the real world. That’s why we transmigrated here to do quests—to get a shot at revival.

My real name is Sierra Yu. I used to be a child star, pretty famous. Sometimes I still hear the shutter clicks and screaming fans, even here beneath the waves. But after that incident...

If the system recognizes me, it’ll definitely think I’m disgusting and hate me more.

I’m so scared my whole body stiffens, palms sweaty. My thoughts flash with old headlines—tabloid covers, social media flame wars, the echo of a studio light in my eyes. The system finally remembers:

"Natalie West. So freaking similar, anyone would be shocked."

I wipe my sweat on Derek’s dragon fin, breathing a sigh of relief.

The system pauses, voice serious: "Does your tail still hurt? We’re villains, mess with others, don’t hurt yourself. Don’t be so reckless next time."

Some things flash through my mind, I shake my head, eyes red: "But my dad said, as long as the result is good, the process doesn’t matter."

The system disagrees: "Your dad’s got less sense than a screen door on a submarine."

The system softens, a little awkward. "You’re the one I picked. I won’t let you get hurt."

I can’t help but feel happy, my eyes instantly sparkling. "Bro, out of so many hosts, why’d you pick me?"

The system doesn’t hesitate: "You’re the cheapest, lowest matching points required."

Bro always roasts people, all his points got deducted from host complaints. The system adds: "Anyway, just do the plot well and revive soon. When we get home, bro’ll treat you to deep-fried Oreos."

After a while, I nod: "Okay."