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"Ugh, my head… it feels like it's about to explode."
A groan slipped past the lips of a woman lying flat on what felt like cold, unyielding marble. The moment she opened her eyes, she saw—nothing. Just endless, suffocating black. It wasn't just darkness, but the kind that pressed in on her, that seemed to eat sound, thought, and time itself. She blinked several times, but the void did not change. Her breaths came quick and shallow.
She sat up slowly, her limbs moving like they belonged to someone else. She touched her face, ran fingers through long strands of silken hair—was this really her body?
"Where… am I?" she whispered.
Her voice echoed, infinite and hollow. No reply came. The silence that followed was unnerving, yet there was an almost reverent stillness to it. Her heart pounded in her ears.
Before panic could take root, a brilliant explosion of color tore through the abyss.
She flinched, shielding her eyes as the space around her lit up in a blaze of iridescent brilliance—sapphire, gold, scarlet, emerald—swirling like galaxies being born. The intensity was blinding, the sheer energy of it humming through her bones. She kept her eyes tightly shut as warmth bloomed across her skin, replacing the frigid emptiness.
When the light dimmed, she opened her eyes slowly.
And gasped.
Floating in a sea of cosmic mist, she now stood at the center of a celestial marvel. Billions of planets orbited around her, suspended in an invisible cradle of starlight. Some glowed with vivid colors—purple oceans, golden deserts, spiraling silver clouds—while others shimmered in icy blues or flickered like dying embers. It was like staring into a jewel box carved by the universe itself.
As she turned in awe, her body light and unanchored as though gravity itself was optional, a voice echoed within her mind. Not spoken aloud, but clearly understood.
"Choose."
She blinked, startled. "Choose… what?"
The voice didn't answer. Instead, the planets pulsed, growing closer. Her instincts flared, warning her that this choice mattered more than she could understand. Each planet thrummed with a unique essence, as though whispering promises—or threats.
She drifted past a crimson world covered in volcanic storms. Another spun endlessly, cloaked in a thick jungle of towering plants glowing faintly in the dark. One resembled Earth, its oceans deep and blue, continents familiar in shape but tinged with surreal color.
Drawn by something she couldn't name, her hand extended toward it.
As her fingers brushed the edge of its orbit, a holographic message burst to life before her:
[Planet Selected: Terra Variant 04]
[Initializing transport…]
[Suitable Host Found… Awakening in 5 seconds]
"Wait—what do you mean transport? Host?!"
But before she could panic further, her vision blurred, the celestial scene folding into itself, collapsing into light.
And then… nothing.
The first thing she registered was the softness beneath her—a plush bed, sheets silky and cool against her skin.
Then came the scent of peony and vanilla, subtle and oddly comforting.
Then the pain.
A spike of disorientation shot through her skull as she bolted upright, breathing hard. She looked down at her hands—delicate, pale, and definitely not hers.
"What in the absolute… fuck," she whispered.
This wasn't her body.
Her voice—higher-pitched, laced with a foreign accent—echoed through the room. Her chest rose and fell in rapid panic.
Everything felt wrong: the shape of her face, the length of her legs, even the sensation of blinking.
Sure, she'd seen enough sci-fi shows to imagine this happening. Maybe she'd even fantasized about it when life got too boring. But actually waking up in someone else's body?
She looked around wildly. The room was grand—ornate even. Velvet drapes in deep burgundy filtered sunlight that streamed through arched windows. Gold trim lined the polished mahogany walls. A chandelier of crystal and enchanted light floated silently above.
It looked like the bedroom of a villainess.
"This is insane," she muttered. "I was just floating in space. There were planets. I picked one. And now I'm in—what? Some kind of royal isekai palace?!"
Then, as if summoned by her unraveling thoughts, a soft chime rang in her ears.
A translucent screen blinked into existence above her, etched in shifting silver glyphs.
[System Booting… Connection Established.]
[Welcome, Host.]
"System?" she echoed. "Like… a real system?"
More text materialized.
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[Name: Song Xiu]
[Official Name: Host 777 {Locked}]
[Age: 18]
[Essence Collected: 0]
[Level: 1]
[HP: 150/150]
[EX: 0/10]
[SP: LOCKED]
[ATTRIBUTES]
• Strength: 7
• Intelligence: 13
• Agility: 10
• Charisma: 16
• Seduction: 5
• Resistance: 8
[Partner List: LOCKED]
[Inventory: EMPTY]
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She stared, unblinking, at the glowing display. It shimmered with an otherworldly hum—utterly out of place in a room that looked like it belonged to an empress from a fantasy novel.
"This… this is real," she whispered. "This is actually happening."
Another window appeared in soft gold.
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[Congratulations, Host, for Awakening the Seductress System!]
[Would you like to receive your New User Rewards?]
[YES] [NO]
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Her hand hovered over the screen. Logic screamed to hesitate, but survival instinct said: play along. She tapped [YES].
The interface pulsed once, then reshaped itself into a sleek dashboard:
• Mission World Status Board
• User Manual
• Gift Box
She opened the User Manual. A digital scroll unfolded, its script shimmering like metallic ink.
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[Dear Valued Host,
Welcome to the Seductress System.]
I hope this message finds you well. You are now the primary user of an interdimensional mission interface designed to transport you across narrative-based worlds.
Your objective: infiltrate the lives of designated characters and secure their emotional, romantic, and physical devotion.
I want to emphasize that the difficulty level of each world varies.
However, we have designed the system to be advantageous for you - there is no time limit. Instead, if you fail to complete the mission, you will be unable to leave that world.
As you progress through the missions, you will earn skill points and reward points. You can allocate the former to any of your current statuses, while the latter can be used to exchange for various objects and tools from our marketplace system.
It is important to note that if you manage to complete ALL of the missions, you will receive a final reward - a wish! You can wish for anything, and we will fulfill it.
(PS: If you manage to complete all the missions, you will keep all the skills and status you have earned!)
Good luck,
~The Seductress System Admin Team
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As Song Xiu read through the letter a mysterious glint was ignited in her eye.
She wondered to herself, "Any wish huh? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. What do I truly desire?" She thought about it for a moment before her eyes widened with realization, "Can I even wish to become a god?"
[As stated, any wish is permitted. I suggest you look at the {Mission Completing Tips}]
Excitedly, she turned to the screen and clicked on the button labeled "Mission Completing Tips". But as she started reading she almost fainted from anger!
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[In order to complete the missions, the User will need to put in a considerable amount of effort to seduce the world's Male Leads and Side Characters.
The User will have to work hard to earn their affection, both physically and emotionally. The more time the User spends engaging in intimate activities with the mission targets, the greater the chances of successfully completing the mission.
In cases where the difficulty level of the mission is unusually high, the User is allowed to use any means necessary to achieve her goals. It's important to keep in mind that each mission will be unique, and the User will need to adapt her approach accordingly.
By putting in the time and effort to fully understand each target's preferences and desires, the User will be better equipped to successfully complete the mission and earn the targets' love and affection.]
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Song Xiu, a lady of great dignity and pride, was left absolutely stunned by what she had just read.
Her mind scrambled for logic. But there was no time.
Static tore through her vision.
[Transporting Host to Mission World #1: My Sickly Tycoon Husband…]
"Wait—hold on! I didn't agree to—"
Darkness surged up and swallowed her whole.
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When the world returned, it was too bright.
The first thing she noticed was the antiseptic smell. Then the soft rustle of bedsheets. Then the steady beep of a heart monitor.
She cracked one eye open.
She wasn't alone.
A man lay beside her, hooked up to sleek machines disguised in luxury casings. His skin was pale. His jawline sharp enough to slice glass. Blue veins traced delicate lines down his throat.
He looked like a prince cursed to sleep forever.
A screen hovered faintly above her again.
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[Mission World #1: My Sickly Tycoon Husband]
[Setting: Modern Romance – Alternate Earth]
[Your Role: Newlywed Wife of Lu Zhen, a billionaire recluse suffering from a congenital illness.]
[Main Mission: Earn Lu Zhen's complete emotional and physical devotion.]
[Subtasks:]
• Care for him during illness (0/3)
• Gain his trust (0/1)
• Initiate first kiss (0/1)
• Survive first inheritance war (Locked)
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"You've got to be kidding me," she groaned.
A knock echoed from the white double doors.
"Madam Lu," a maid called sweetly. "Breakfast is ready in the conservatory."
Madam Lu.
She was Madam Lu now?
She turned her head to study the sleeping man more closely.
His features were almost ethereal—handsome, yes, but in a way that felt eerily fragile.
Like a porcelain doll that had seen war.
"At least you're pretty," she muttered, brushing a lock of hair from his forehead.
He stirred faintly, but didn't wake.
A new alert pinged in the corner of her vision.
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[New Quest Unlocked: Make Lu Zhen Smile – Reward: 1 SP, 100 RP]
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Her eye twitched.
"Of course there are quests."
This was it, then.
Welcome to her new life: wife to a dying billionaire, pawn in a cosmic dating game, hostage to a system with no exit strategy.
Game on..
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