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For the longest time, Scarlet wondered if the heavens were playing a joke on her. She had lost her job, was struck by lightning and now, she had been transported to an ancient parallel universe.

"You're in a fine, fine world and you're here to save, save, save the world," the voice in her head chimed.

Great, now she even has a system in her thoughts.

I can hear you, how can I help you? And no, I'm not an intrusive piece of -

"Okay, what do you need me to clean up?" Scarlet demanded. She was trying her best to remain upbeat. Trying being the key word here.

A mental picture of a really good looking guy showed up and Scarlet's eyes widened. She had nothing against people with devastating good looks.

"Your job is to make sure he stops destroying the world. He's killing off too many characters in the system and the system is trying to do some damage control," the voice in her head explained.

Scarlet glanced around, "You're seriously sending me? Me?"

The system dinged twice, "We didn't really have much of a choice. It was between you or an elderly old man with a walking stick."

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ML: Principled, pristine almost perfect (watch him break), cold

FL: Opposite, acts under-handedly at times, wants nothing but to cruise through the mission in the easiest way

System: unbendable but slowly eases up