In a very large room which appeared seemingly endless due to its pristine white walls, ceiling and floor, a breathtaking young woman with coily snow coloured hair sat in a chair, operating the screen floating in front of her. Her golden fox-like eyes lazily took in the contents of the screen as she typed in some responses. Meanwhile, a round shaped pink tinged ball of light which seemed alive, floated around her in a restless manner, eagerly waiting for her to finish what she was doing.
"Okay, done," the woman said to the only other occupant in the room; the little light ball. She then proceeded to rest her back in the chair taking a more relaxed posture, while closing her eyes, reminiscent of a lazy, pampered house cat.
"Alright then, Yuna," the childlike voice of the light ball cheerfully quipped, "Since this is your 100th mission in a row and your 1000th in total, your next mission world is a holiday world, specially picked by your father... I mean, the Lord God, himself, for you".
Yuna's pale brow raised slightly at the latter part of what the light ball, who happened to be her personal system, just stated. But, in her usual unbothered manner, she chose to ignore it and simply said the words she had stated thousands of times before, "Let's go to the next world, then".
The light ball floated overhead and began to grow bigger, gradually encompassing her in the glow of its pinkish light. And in a flash, they both disappeared, leaving the white room vacant as though they were never even there.
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Yuna opened her eyes slowly and scrunched her eyebrows together, feeling the familiar headache which plagued her whenever she entered a new world. She breathed out in annoyance and curiously took in her environment. She lay on an extremely soft queen sized bed in a large room which had everything in pastels; from the walls to individual furniture and other objects.
Her light ball system appeared the next moment and floated to her side.
"Yuna, we made it. Are you okay?"
She didn't respond, but gave it a nasty look that said all it needed to know. She then proceeded to slowly sit up, while still taking in the room and ignoring the chattering of the system beside her. In the mirror, she came across the appearance of a teenage girl who looked 80% similar to her actual appearance. The only differences lay in the hair that was straight black, as opposed to her coily white one. And the eyes of this human whose body she now occupied were a dark chocolate. Not golden like hers. The mole beneath her left eye was present on the face of this body, though.
She raised her arm and touched some strands of the waist length hair.
Dyed. Interesting.
"Anyway, let me give you a briefing on this holiday world that has been prepared for you," the voice of her always chatty system broke through her reverie and brought her mind back to the present.
Yuna stood up steadily, still feeling her head pounding, and moved sluggishly in the cream coloured satin suspender nightgown she had been wearing when she woke up to the large dressing table at the corner of the bedroom.
"Why does she look like me?"
Her voice came out somewhat raspy like she hadn't used it for a long time.
The system, no longer noisy, followed her closely, scanning the vitals of her body for any disturbance. Besides finding signs of her headache, there was nothing worrying.
"The Lord God wanted to give you a body you'd find more comfortable to live in. This is a vacation world afterall. Hahaha. So, basically, Yuna, this human whose body you now occupy is technically you, in a sense. Her entire existence is based off yourself and, well, one can even say she lived to prepare herself for your arrival," the system promptly responded; one of the few times it sounded serious and formal.
Yuna scoffed mildly, digesting the information, "What am I? Jesus?"
"So, I'm guessing since she lived in preparation for my arrival, even though she may not have been aware of it, then she had no parents, relatives and close friends, yes?"
The system paused a bit before answering. This was the most it had ever heard its owner speak in almost forever.
"Well, exactly. No particular ties to this world. Her parents died early when she was younger. They were both single children of parents who were single children, so no messy family ties or anything like that. And this body had no friends or romantic interests. She was a loner, like yourself. Also, her name is Yuna. Moreover, she has a huge inheritance in cash and properties left to her by her parents after their death. Enough for you to stock up in your space before the apocalypse begins in this world."
The task taker raised her right eyebrow at that sudden load of information the system just dumped on her.
"What apocalypse are you talking about?"