Transmigrating into the last game he played before his death, Kenj or Ace, as he is known now, got stuck in the latest, most popular Otome Game. Cursing his luck, he began to notice that this cute little game is not as he thought it was. *Not my cover art.
[They?]
"Yeah, they. Who is this 'they'?" Ace asked, looking at the screen in front of him, eyebrow raised. "You said that 'they' are working to get a body. Who is 'they'?"
['They' are the people that have been able to hack into the system so well that they are still here. Almost like they have planted their subconscious into the system.]
"But … is there even any system anymore?" Ace asked, leaning back on the pillow, crossing his arms in front of him. "I don't understand how they are able to still hold on."
[They have hacked into the player character and might be working to transfer their subconscious into the player character, unfortunately, I do not know in full details.]
"Ok, that is … concerning." Ace mumbled, tapping his lips, thinking. "But … let's forget about that for now. What does that mean for me? Like … is it a bad thing?"
[… define bad.]