Katherine Abrams was a medical genius in 1700 England, for years she devoted her life to revenge only to die when she finally achieved it. 

After her death, she found herself in the body of a cannon fodder character with the same name as her in a book she read when she was younger.

JUNG SUJI memang manusia normal layaknya manusia lainnya. Namun kebiasaan malasnya itu yang tidak biaa di maklumi. Sepanjang kehidupannya hanya membaca komik favoritnya, mendengarkan musik dan satu hal membuat naskah lagu. 

Yah, di usinya yang beranjak 18 tahun, Suji memiliki satu kelebihan yaitu membuat sebuah lagu yang sopan sekali di dengar seseorang. Sikapnya dingin, namun bagaimana jika salah satu karakter komiknya hadir di tengah tengah kehidupannya? Maka disitulah cinta pertamanya hadir tepat di usia 18 tahun.

She was a peerless genius in the 24th Century – all she needed was a silver needle and she could practically bring anyone back from the dead.

After an explosion, she crossed over into a strange world; everyone calls her “Miss.” The previous “Miss” before had no contractual spirit, was weak and incompetent, and even the fiancé comes over with a new love and bullies her?

Now that she has taken over, who dares to act so presumptuously around her? With needles in hand, the world is for her to own! Wherever she goes, miracles follow! However, she saved a pest. What was she thinking when she saved that man. His stunning demeanor and impeccable face is a huge contrast to his cruel actions. He tries all ways to win her over.

This is an interesting cross over story with some magic, romance and a black bellied miss as the main character.

We follow our main character Detective George Bellmont on his journey to find the missing Doctor. There will be many dead ends and twist's to find out what happened to Doctor Bellmont.

"Qiu Mei, come out and play!" The girl downstairs waved happily. The smile on her face was bright and excited like something great had just happened to her. The main character did not reply. The screen fixated on the same image for a whole second, expressing a hollowness and even chilliness, before the main character moved to close the window.
The somber feeling did not dissipate after the windows were closed. Instead, it crawled around the main character. It was hard to tell how the director managed to capture this feeling. Just this feeling of claustrophobia and being trapped alone already made this short movie yards better than the offerings on the market.
The small room was like a cage, and after the windows were closed, it felt as if a cold sea poured into the room to submerge the main character. The camera tittered aimlessly around the room before the girl's voice came from behind again.
"Qiu Mei! Qiu Mei!" The camera slowly turned around. The girl's face was squeezed right up to the glass. She was pushing so hard that her facial features were squished beyond recognition—it felt as if she was trying to use her face to squeeze through the glass.
"Qiu Mei, come out and play!" The redness of the jacket was eye-catching, and it formed a strange contrast and compliment to the gray sky in the background. The main character lived on the fourth floor. When she looked out earlier, the girl had clearly been standing on the ground.
However, with this strange occurrence, the main character did not seem shocked. It felt as if she had gotten used to this already. The camera very calmly moved to another direction. Since this was shot in first person view, the camera represented the main character's scope of sight. Scanning past the cluttered table and the dirty clothes that piled on the floor, it landed on the bedroom door.
"Qiu Mei, come out and play!" The girl's face stuck close to the glass on the window. The red jacket smothered the glass until the light that filtered through it turned red as well. Her breathing became ragged, and the main character suddenly picked up the scissors on the table and raised them high.
Since this was shot from the first-person angle, it gave the impression to the audience that the main character was going to use the scissors to stab herself. Everything happened so fast that the transition was very hard to grasp.
Pa!
The bedroom door was slammed open, and a middle-aged man rushed in. He grabbed the main character's wrist and snatched the scissors away.
"What are you doing‽" The camera titled to the side and spun. The main character was pushed down the side of the table.
"Life is already not easy for your mother and me. Can you please stop torturing us‽"
The audience was unable to see the expression on the main character's face, but they could discern the main character's current status from the middle-aged man's demeanor and expression. Human beings were special, and this kind of connection seemed to be inherited in every member of the species.
"What happened?" Footsteps hurried to arrive, and a middle-aged lady jogged into the room. She looked haggard, and once her eyes landed on the main character, they reddened almost instantly. Without saying anything else, the lady squeezed past her husband to squeeze the main character in a hug.
"You saw her again?" The woman was facing the camera, but the audience knew that she was talking to the main character. From this angle, the audience could clearly see the micro-expression on the mother's face. There was pain, anxiety, agitation… but more than that, there was heartache.
Without getting a response from the main character, the mother already knew the answer, and she hugged the main character harder.
"Why are you the one that's punished? What can we do to cure this illness?" The camera moved away from the mother and returned to the sky outside the window. The dark clouds hung low in the sky like they were about to fall to smother the world. The eye slowly closed, and the theater returned to darkness.
The man appeared very nervous. His legs were squeezed together, and he asked Chen Ge softly, "Why isn't there any sound now? Is the machine broken?"
Before waiting for Chen Ge to answer, strange music circled the room. The eye flickered before it opened again. The camera moved, and the main character was lying in her bedroom. Next to her stood her parents and a man, one the audience had not seen before.
This man had his back stooped, and he stood facing away from the main character. Since the movie was shot from the main character's perspective, like the main character, the audience was not granted a view of the man's face.
"Doctor, what kind of illness is Wenyu suffering from? How come she keeps saying that she can see these strange things?" The main character's mother had worried lines crawling all over her face.
"Yes, doctor, what's wrong with my daughter?"
"I am not a doctor, merely someone who has done quite a bit of research on this. Do not worry for now; I've had a basic grasp of the situation." The man who was referred to as the doctor had a voice that was familiar to Chen Ge. This was a very strange feeling because Chen Ge did not think any of his acquaintances had acted in a movie before.
The doctor signaled for the parents to sit down. "Her situation is very unique, and I will share my preliminary thoughts with you."
The doctor took out a black note from his bag. "You should know that human beings live in the third dimension, right?"
The parents shook their heads. They had no idea where the doctor was going with this.
The doctor flipped through the note and found the page that he had torn out from another book. "To put it simply, the third dimension is this world that we humans occupy; there is the concept of length, width and height. The fourth dimension adds the concept of time onto the basis of the third dimension. Actually, the condition that forbids us from entering the fourth dimension is 'time'. Due to the presence of time, human beings in the third dimension are doomed to make a singular choice at a certain point in time, and this choice will be a completely isolated choice. In other words, every human experience is an isolated three-dimensional world, and if you place all the three-dimensional worlds on the axis of time, then you'll have created a four-dimensional world."
Not only were the main character's parents confused by the doctor's words, even Chen Ge in the audience was led in circles. However, the blind man next to him suddenly became silent and settled down.
"What does that have to do with my daughter's illness?" The mother was not really paying much attention to the doctor's theory. She just wanted to cure her daughter.
"I will tell you again, your daughter is not sick. There are many accidents happening in the world daily from as small as subatomic collision to as big as space expansion. There are many things that we temporarily cannot explain…"
"Doctor, why don't you just tell us straight, can our daughter's situation be improved or not? What kind of medicine is available? Our family's condition might not be that good not, but for our daughter, we are willing to do anything." The girl's father cut him off directly. Their acting was so real that it did not feel like a movie but some kind of documentary.
"Your daughter is not sick; her eyes are merely an accident." The doctor was still facing away from the character. "The three-dimensional worlds that are arranged on the axis of time might occasionally overlap, and your daughter, Chang Wenyu, is the point where the two worlds overlap. Thus, she is unable to see things that you can't!"
The movie was still playing. Chen Ge was there for a mission, but he was drawn in by the plot of the movie.
Why would the doctor and her parents call the main character Chang Wenyu? But the ghost outside the window calls her Qiu Mei? Also, this doctor's explanation is quite interesting. I think I should memorize it. Even though I don't quite understand it, it might prove useful in the future.


The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. 
At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. "Landlord, is this what you meant by 'the house can be a little crowded at night'‽"

"It's a boy," the doctor said as he handed Amelia her newborn son. 
 Despite the moment, apprehension hung in the air. 
 "However… There is something that you need to know."
 Amelia already knew what the doctor was going to say. She knew the moment she saw her little boy's face. She wiped a tear from her eye and braced herself for the official word. Her husband, Owen, seemed amused. She had never been so disgusted by him. How could he be happy about this, and what it meant for their family?
 The doctor shuffled through a few of his papers before speaking. It was a touchy subject and it was certainly not easy to deliver this kind of news to what was moments ago a happy, soon to be family. 
 With a sigh, he spoke, and the weight of his words came crashing down on the new mother. 
 "Your son is showing early signs of becoming a protagonist. He's only just been born, yet has full, jet black hair. I can already tell it's going to take on a messy, wavy look as he ages. His eyes are deep blue with little hints of green flakes strewn about them. Frankly, they're mesmerizing. On top of it all, he's a beautiful boy with strong features. I'm afraid that as he grows up, probably around his late teens, he will likely become a main character," the doctor said. 
 Amelia was crying now. Her frustration was only growing with each passing moment. 
 Her husband, however, seemed overjoyed by the idea. 
 "Isn't there anything we can do?" Amelia asked. 
 "There are a few precautions that you'll want to take. You're going to have to be on constant guard. There are all sorts of openings out there just waiting to happen. It could come from anywhere. He could seem completely fine one morning, and then come home with a magical girl who needs him to help her save the world. Symptoms like these can't be treated once they've begun, so your only option is to keep him away from anything that looks like a pilot episode," he explained. 
  Amelia was devastated. She needed hope, and the doctor knew it.
He stood up and took a photo out of his wallet. He held it up for them to see. 
 "This is my daughter, Camber," he said. "When she was born, she too had shown signs of being a main character." 
 He smiled as he admired the photo in his hands. A beautiful baby girl. 
 "I was mortified, as you might imagine. What was worse, her first birthday came and went, and yet she had not aged…" 
 Amelia covered her mouth with her hands. 
 "I'm so sorry," she said. 
 The doctor only smiled a reassuring smile. 
 "Don't be. As it so happens, she was, as an infant, already wrapped up in a plot… it's been years now… but it had something to do with some sort of 'infants are the gateway to heave-'... it was really… really stupid… Anyway, I managed to render her useless as a vessel for those that would use her in that way, and thus she was cured. She's been aging ever since, although very slowly. For example, by the time your boy is seventeen, she'll likely look to be about his age." His expression was a tired one, but the relief was evident. 
 "Will it always be that way?" Owen asked. 
 "I don't believe so. Her aging should right itself by the time she's eighteen or so… I'm sorry… I've made this about my own daughter!" The doctor waved his hands apologetically. 
 "No no! It's alright! And It's great to hear that we can keep him safe!" Amelia said enthusiastically. 
 The boy's father, however, was barely containing his excitement. 
 "And what if he, hypothetically speaking… was to become a main character? What happens then?" he asked. 
 The doctor was clearly taken aback. Why would anyone want that to happen to their own child?
 "Well..." He cleared his throat, "I suppose anything could, really. The two of you might even find yourselves affected by it. Regardless of what the symptoms are I can assure you that it will prevent him from living a normal life. If you can treat it while he's young, the threat will diminish with age. No one wants an old man main character anymore," he said.
 There was a somber silence in the room for all but Owen, who seemed to be plotting. Amelia looked down at her little boy and said, "Don't worry Alec... I'll never let anything happen to you."
 "Ma'am, Alec sounds like something a main character would be named."
 "Isaac! I meant to say Isaac!"

Isaac was born to be the main character, and
he knows it. Though, were it up to him, that would
not be the case. 
He wants a quiet life. A normal life. For seventeen
years Isaac has done everything he can to avoid
the lead role. 
Supporting characters practically throw themselves
head on into Isaac's path as he desperately tries to
derail whatever Pilot Episode, Prologue, or Opening
their "Chance Meeting" might result in. 

Isaac Gray might not be a bad guy,
but he is certainly 
No One's Hero.

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*Beep* *Beep* *Beep*

I opened my eyes to see a white ceiling. 'Hmm..? I'm still not dead.' White ceiling. White room. White bed. A gown. Tubes all over my body. Yup, a hospital. I turned my head to the side to see a sleeping woman in a chair beside my hospital bed. 

"U-umm. H-hel-lo...?" I said, struggling. It's so painful to speak. Thankfully, the woman woke up.

"O my god. Y/n! Thank goodness you're alive!" The woman said.

She looked familiar. She looked like my mom but different. Why the hell does she look like an anime character? What's with the animation? I looked at my hands to see that it also looks like an animation.

"M-may I have a m-mirror?" I cursed at my stuttering.

"A mirror? Of course, sweety. But I don't see the reason though. Your face is alright." She said, searching for a mirror in her bag. She handed me the mirror and as I both expected and not expected. I look like an anime character. 'But that's impossible. I was a real person back then when I was shot. So how did I became like this? Oh... Maybe it's just a dream.' 

"Umm. M-mom?" Still not sure if this woman is truly my mother. 

"Yes, sweety? How are you?" Ok. That means she really is my mother.

"I'm fine. But can you p-pinch me?" Ok. A dumb question to ask. But I don't see why I won't ask her.

"Umm. Ok?" 

"Ouch!" Ok. She really didn't hold back. There's pain. That means it really is real. If this is real. I'll test this woman. Starting by her name.

"Mom. What's your name?" Silence. I hate it. Why? Did I not say it clearly?

"Y/n dear. Are you really okay? You have been asking weird questions... Do I need to call a doctor?"

Yeah. It does sound weird. Considering that I may have been transported to another world or reincarnated as an anime character. 'What's this? Shield hero? Re: zero? Pfft. Hilarious' I'll just act as if I don't know anything that happened.

"Umm. Can I know your name? My mind's fuzzy right now." You may be thinking why I haven't panicked yet. Inside, I'm pretty much panicking. But Senku taught me that we need to be logical. So that's what I'm doing. Be logical. Panicking won't solve this situation.

"I'm sorry sweety. But I need to call the doctor first. Maybe you have amnesia right now. Oh my gosh." Well, seems like my 'mother' is logical enough not to panic. But her calling the doctor gave me time to analyze everything. I was shot in a store. Died. And somehow resurrected as an anime. But there's no logical explanation for this to happen. Maybe it's a second chance. Yeah! Maybe some gods heard my prayer that I want to be an anime character. I don't know. But I need to act like it's nothing. 

I turned my head when I heard the sound of a door being opened. A doctor went in. My mom walked up to him and went to talk to him. I can't what they're talking about so I just went to sleep.

3rd Person

"It seems like your daughter has amnesia. But there's no danger in telling her what has been happening to her life till now. So you can tell her everything that happened and also the 'secret'. "

"Fine. I'll tell her that. But I need to wait for my husband first. Thanks, Doctor."

"No problem, Mrs. Kambe."

... Approximately Twenty Years Ago ...

Victor Steele is one of the richest men in the galaxy. His fortune was gained through years of adventuring during the Thirteenth Great Planet Rush, almost two hundred years ago. His trillion dollar company, Steele Industrial Technologies and Production, or Steele Tech, is one of the most respected names in its field.

Unfortunately, during his adventures, Victor underwent many mutations that wreaked havoc on his genome. After two centuries of life due to longevity treatments, the mining magnate's doctors have told him he has a measly two decades left.

The news is unwelcome. Still, he's lived a rich, full life - fuller than most. With twenty years ahead of him, the suddenly old industrialite looks toward siring a successor; an heir or heiress to carry on his legacy and to ensure that the Steele name is honored throughout all of history.

With the next Planet Rush a scant 23 years ahead, the timing is ideal. Just as his offspring reaches adulthood, the United Galactic Confederacy will be expanding its borders, turning on the hundreds of warp gates it has shot out into unexplored space. The rushes - performed every century or so - always result in a galactic free-for-all.

It's perfect, Victor thinks. His child could rise to greatness, becoming richer and more powerful than he ever was. And perhaps, with a bit of luck, a better person as well.

The real question is, who should the mother be? Many lovers spring to mind, both human and alien. After all, he has no shortage of them. Should his offspring be a pure human, like himself, or perhaps something a little more exotic? Decisions, decisions...

What species would you like your character to be?

(Gryvain) 


Gryvain are a highly advanced race of winged hermaphrodites, blending mammalian and reptilian biology. They have darkly scaled limbs, fleshy upper bodies, prehensile tails, curling horns, and frilled ears. Their eyes are dark gold and vertically slitted. All gryvain are feminine in appearance, and most have voluptuous figures: broad egg-laying hips and large breasts. They have bulbous, reptilian phalluses with internal testes, mounted over vaginas that have rings of internal, nub-like secondary clitorises inside, which makes birth and sex extraordinarily pleasurable.

Is this the race Victor chooses?
(Yes) 


Victor approaches the paramour in question. Without hesitation, she agrees, quite flattered to deepen her relationship with him and be the mother of his child and heir. The sex is amazing, and with the use of special TamaniCorp-brand fertility agents, pregnancy is assured.

Only wanting the best for their future child, the two lovebirds head to Victor's private clinic, eager to make sure only the best genes take hold in his future heir. On route, the mining magnate holds hands with the mother of his child, a knowing grin on both their faces.

When they arrive, Victor's doctor sits him down, while his chosen wife is taken to the medbay. He tucks his holo-glasses into his coat pocket, looking at the expectant father with a warm smile.

"So, Victor, what sex did you want the child to be?" the doctor asks, "Given that grin, I bet you and the lucky girl even have a name picked out."

What name and sex would you like your character to have?



(Herm - Rogue)


The doctor asks "So, you're going to have a herm child, then? Very well. How tall should she grow up to be? Please, give it in Imperial inches."

Victor raises an eyebrow and quips, "Seriously? Inches? What is this, the 20th century?"

"Victor, I've known you for eighty years. We both know you're a sucker for the classics. Don't pretend you don't use that archaic system just to screw with your acquaintances." The doctor smiles and continues, "Now, the height?"

Please give your character's height in inches. For reference, 72 inches is about six feet tall or 182 centimeters.

(76)

You chose 76 inches (6 feet and 4 inches), or 193.04 centimeters (1.93 meters). Is this correct? If not, input a new value to retry.



(Confirm) 


The doctor notes that down on his holopad, a light chuckle escaping his lips. "Okay, noted. Glad to see you've got this well thought out."

"Alright, let's eliminate some of the variables. How thickset would you like her to be? We're talking broadness of her overall frame - hips, shoulders, and so forth - not her weight."

How thickset would you like your character to be?

(Lithe)


"Next up is coloration," the doctor says, tapping on a holographic screen. "Gryvain share a single coloration across much of their bodies: the scales on their limbs, their hair color... more intimate areas. What color were you thinking of?"

(Black)


"Great. How about skin pigmentation?"

What color is your character's skin?

(Dark red)


"Breasts?"

Victor folds his arms and raises an eyebrow.

The doctor rubs the bridge of his nose in exasperation. "Look, it's not that weird a thing for parents to choose these days - it's practically like hair or eye color."

What size would you like your character's breasts to be?

(Big DD)


"All right. So, what about the penis? It looks like we could pretty easily have it be anywhere from five to 12 inches. How long do you want it?" He rolls his eyes. "You're gonna make your kid a stallion here, aren't you? Why do I even ask?"

How long do you want your character's penis to be?

(10")


"Speaking of sex characteristics, half-gryvain hermaphrodites have some variance in where they produce their seed. I've seen both internal and external testes, so the choice is up to you."

(Internal)


"All right, I can specialize the vagina for capacity, extra lubrication, both, or neither," the doctor explains, tweaking his glasses. "The thing is, if we do both, the effects won't be as pronounced as just one of those things."

"I know, I know, it's the last thing you want to think of as a dad. But if she's going to take after you, it would be wise to tweak at least one of those things. Trust me, it saves on a lot of doctor visits."

Do you want your character's vagina to have extra capacity or lubrication?

(Capacity)


"Great!" Your personal physician notes the choice, then hands Victor the datapad. "...We're almost done, but I've left the trickiest for last."

"What's this?" The mining magnate asks, looking downward. "...A list of specialized treatments?"

"Sort of," the doctor explains, "One of the things we can do is work a special tweak into your successor's genome; something that will give them a special gift, even beyond the choices you've made thus far."

"Are they safe?"

"Perfectly - so long as only one is inserted into your child's genome. Any more than that risks instability. Perhaps by the time your child is an adult, we'll have made more advances in that area. For now, though, one's the limit."

What special trait would you like your character to have?

(Virile)


"Fantastic," the doctor exclaims as he checks the selection. "Just one more thing: I can slip in affinity for a certain attribute. These are all pretty self explanatory, so I won't have to bore you overmuch. Suffice to say, your daughter will be able to increase the chosen attribute more easily. We can do physique, reflexes, aim, intelligence, or willpower. Personally, I recommend intelligence."

These ability scores are capped at five to start, though certain things like current level, starting race, cybernetic enhancements, and specific mutations can increase the maximum. Libido, while not an option the doc is giving, deals with how fast lust increases over time. It is not capped by level and scales from 1 to 100.

What ability score affinity would you like to have?

(Willpower)


... Some time later ...

Thankfully, Rogue was born without complications. But, as any parent knows, the real work has just begun.

Victor pondered on just how he would raise his daughter and future heir. His first instinct was to pamper her and give her a head start on life. Still, that could lead to his daughter lacking willpower, since she never would have worked for what she has.

The mining magnate could make his heir work for everything. An austere upbringing would certainly result in a strong will, but less of a financial, helping hand. It would be tough on both of them, but it might just pay off.

If his daughter spent too much time working or playing, she would have no time for extracurricular activities. If Victor encouraged her to nurture her physical skills, she would probably grow up strong and well rounded, but not so book-smart. The opposite was also true - if he pushed his child towards study, she would come out mentally strong, but perhaps physically weaker.

Perhaps the best approach was to practice moderation, and give a little time to everything. Favoring nothing in particular would mean his child wouldn't specialize in anything, but it would also mean she wasn't lacking in anything, either.

What kind of upbringing does your character have?

(Balanced)


... Some time later ...

As you, Rogue, grow up, you're always trying a bit of everything and anything. In the end, you come out quite balanced for it, just as your father had hoped you would.

Still, the one thing a parent can never choose is exactly what kind of person their children will be. When your friends talk about you, what word do they use to describe your personality?

(This choice will affect how your character reacts to the challenges and situations she finds herself in. Ultimately, the choice will still remain with you, the player, but the way Rogue goes through those choices may vary with personality.)

(Mischievous)


You let out a long sigh. Now that you've finished your schooling, your whole life is ahead of you. Memories of your dad pushing you forward spring to mind. After all, you've got a whole mega-corp to take over one day.

Still, before you take over the reins, it seems he wants you to take up a profession. He's got some suggestions - your dad always does - and they're pretty odd ones at that.

You stare at the list. Smuggler, Mercenary, Tech Specialist? As intriguing as these choices are, are they really okay job prospects for a future CEO?

What kind of class would you like your character to be?

(Mercenary)


Mercenary:
As a mercenary, you'd depend on raw physique or aim for your attacks, focusing more on a good battle plan and tough armor than anything else. You'd learn to overpower your foes with sheer strength and determination, defend yourself with all manner of weapons and equipment, and fly a ship when the situation calls for it. The life of a mercenary is one of profit through violence.

Is this the career you'd like to pursue?

(Yes)

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