Possession System

Crazy. One word that kept escaping Elara's lips. She couldn't stop her feet from walking back and forth. Her head was full at the moment. Her facial expression changed with every second. She was confused in response to the strangeness that came to her.

"I don't want to believe that I'm Elara, but there's already clear evidence. The memories that invaded my brain are embedded very clearly in my head right now. Elara's figure is very similar to the body I'm currently in," Elara muttered.

Elara stopped. Sitting on the edge of the bed with the tangled threads wrapped around her body. She felt claustrophobic and broke out in a cold sweat knowing she was in a foreign world and she didn't have any personal property here.

"No, how can I survive for now?"

"Right! I should also check what world I'm currently living in via cell phone." 

Elara hurriedly grabbed the cell phone. Her fat fingers moved gracefully over the cell phone screen. Elara's jaw dropped to the floor when she realized that she was still in the US but in a different city. She was currently in New York City.

Making sure that the world she was currently living in was the same, Elara looked up the names of famous actresses and actors in 2023. Sure enough, this was the same world she was in when she was in her original body.

"I don't understand it. I'm 23 years old, but all of a sudden I'm back to being 20 years old and occupying someone else's body."

Elara gripped her hair. "This is crazy. How do I deal with this absurd situation?"

Elara jumped in surprise as blue light suddenly shone into her eyes. There she saw a status window floating in the air. She looked around for the culprit, but there was no one in the room but her. Her right hand stretched out trying to grasp the status window, but she could not do so.

"What exactly is that thing?"

Welcome Arabella Revenhurst to your second life! We are a possession system that will give you a second chance. But before that, you must complete several missions to gain full control of your body.

Say the word "Missions" to unlock it.

Consequences of refusal: Death in three months

Elara was surprised when she read the last sentence in the status window. Her lips parted for several seconds before she finally rose to her feet. Anger flared in her eyes.

"Why should I be given a second chance if I'm going to die again? That's called torture. O God, please listen to the complaints of your followers!" Elara shouted in frustration. 

She rose to her seat with a long sigh. "That's right, God will not grant my request. I am not his follower." Elara shrugged her shoulders and sank back into her thoughts.

"I enjoy reading novels in my spare time, but that doesn't mean I want to get into novel settings. I didn't know that the system and the invasion would happen to me. And it's clear that the floating blue screen is a status window!" Elara pointed with a hostile look.

"That's right. Even though I'm an atheist, being given a second chance is something to be grateful for. I have to do those missions in exchange for this chance." Elara nodded her head as she made her decision.

"Missions."

Missions:

1. Take revenge on anyone who underestimates! (0/5)

2. Get likes from the three male candidates who hate you! (0/3)

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3. Divorce your husband to gain freedom! (0/1)

4. Find the enemies that are hiding! (0/8) 

Accept // Reject

Benefits of accepting: can access some life-supporting skills.

Penalty for rejection: death within three months.

Elara rose to her feet after reading the status window. She quickly rummaged through the surrounding items and put them in a bag. Sweat began to bead on her forehead as the cool air of the air conditioner spread through the room.

"Awful complicated life, crazy husband's obsession, evil in-laws, cynical servants, and completing senseless missions. I'll die of depression before all those missions are completed. That's fine, I'll spend those three months looking for a job that isn't difficult and taking lots of vacations. That way I won't regret dying a second time."

Elara went into the bathroom and soon came out wearing all-black pants, a jacket, and a hat. She carried her bag on her back and quickly exited the drug-smelling room.

"Goodbye, stifling life!"

Elara did not know that a man, who was in the building opposite the hospital, was watching her with binoculars. Taking the Handy Talky from his waist and immediately reporting to his superiors.

"Report boss, the mistress is trying to escape."