DING!
[System has synchronized. Hello, Denver Xander. Welcome to the Idol System. I am Nano who will be your guide and companion while you are in the system] “Ugh ....”Denver opened his eyes. He felt like his body hurt all over. Her head was dizzy, and his stomach was nauseous. As he tried to sit up, his hand slipped as it touched the object that would be his foothold. His brow furrowed as his eyes began to catch a clear, recognizable object.
“Bottle?” he muttered as he picked up an empty bottle and poked the hole. “Ugh!” Denver immediately put the empty liquor bottle away from his body. As Denver's hands tried to hold on to other objects, he began to realize that there were many liquor bottles around him. “Where am I?” he asked in confusion as he looked around what he believed was the bathroom. Denver tried to stand up and walked toward the sink despite the pain in the back of his head. When he managed to stand in front of the sink mirror, his eyes widened instantly. “Woah! Wh-what happened? What's wrong with my body!” he squealed in panic as he saw his face change. His body was covered in tattoos as he was shirtless and wearing only a pair of jeans. Denver panicked and exited the bathroom immediately. “Oh!” he was shocked again when he saw many people lying in several places. Denver looked around and ventured over to one of them. “He's... he's high,” he said softly, “what is it?” he asked curiously when he saw some white pills on the table and powder around it. “Hey, Ben,” called a drunk man sleeping on the couch. The man suddenly closed his eyes and snored. Denver gulped. He was completely confused and didn't know what to do. Plus, he didn't recognize any of the people. As he scanned his surroundings, his eyes quickly picked up a hoodie and keys that were lying on the kitchen table. Denver tried not to wake the strangers. He slipped out and made it. “Where am I?” he asked confused for the umpteenth time. When he got out of his room, he realized he was in a rundown apartment. Denver descended the stairs carefully because he felt like he had hit his head. When he made it out of the high-rise building, he realized that it was night. The digital clock in his hand showed 2am. Denver looked around then pressed the lock button to find a parked car. “Oh!” he was shocked to see that the key he had taken was a motorcycle. Denver, who didn't want to deal with those people, left immediately. Luckily, there was a helmet that he could use while riding in the dark. “I don't recognize this place,” he asked confused for the umpteenth time because he didn't recognize the road.DING!
[Hello, Denver Xander] “Woah! Who's talking!” he exclaimed in panic as the voice seemed to pop into his head. Denver pulled the motorcycle over and ran away from the road. He looked around, trying to figure out who was talking to him. “Who are you! Come out quickly! Stop playing around!” shouted Denver angrily. [I'm Nano, your guide and companion during your time in the Idol System. Welcome] “Ha?” asked Denver confused with a gasp. [You are in the body of a man named Thor Benedict. However, those closest to him call him Ben. Thor was a member of a mafia group called Black Cat. Thor died a few seconds ago from hitting the edge of the bathtub. You now replace Thor's body forever] “What! This is crazy! Get out of my head, damn it!” shouted Denver angrily as he took off his helmet and kicked it. Denver's breath hitched, and his head was spinning again. The man then sat on the sidewalk like a confused man. [You're a smart, Denver. Quiet your mind and recall the past. What do you remember?] Denver's face contorted. Suddenly, his memories came back with a tightness in his chest. He firmly gripped the hoodie covering his tattooed body as he recalled the last incident that made his car lose control. At that time .... “AAAAA!” screamed Denver hysterically as his car crashed into a guardrail on a downhill road. Denver, unprepared for death, closed his eyes tightly as the car he was driving went into a free fall from a great height. He felt his body hit with such force that he had trouble breathing, followed by a burning sensation. “Hah, hah, hah,” he panted through sweat. “W-what am I dead? Am... I in heaven?” he asked with a pounding heart. [Yes, you have died, but you are not in heaven. You're still on Earth, but on the other side of the world. Thor Benedict, is your new body. You can see Thor's memories of his life. However, only the things that are memorable. Those memories will appear when Thor's senses recognize something related to his past] Denver fell silent. He squeezed his hair hard. He really didn't know what to do. This was not the kind of life he had expected. However, this was his destiny. Trapped in a system called Idol that he never wanted. “Why me? Why not someone else? There are many people out there who want a second life, but not me. I'd rather just die. Reunite with mom and—”[You wanted this, Denver. Wanted a chance for revenge]
Instantly, Denver's eyes widened. He was stunned by the words of a man who claimed to be named Nano. A man who said nonsensical things in his head, but some things were true about his life. “Yes, I am hurt and disappointed with the Stanton family members. They... they made me this way!” exclaimed Denver in annoyance as he kicked the grass with the heel of his boot. “Wait... why... am I so irritable?” he asked in surprise. [Your nature and demeanor are at odds with Thor Benedict. That man is temperamental and easily angered. You should be able to control him because the system deliberately left out some things about Thor because it suits you] “Suits me? You didn't see his background? He's a thug! His body is covered in tattoos! I've never liked a guy like this!” Denver exclaimed, pointing at himself. Luckily, it was late at night and the area was quite quiet as it was on the edge of the city. Although Thor's figure was seen by others, they were reluctant to deal with him. Who would want to get into trouble with a thug? “Be honest with me, Nano. What are you planning to do by reviving me and putting my spirit in this jerk's body?” asked Denver irritably. [Giving you a chance to take revenge on the Stanton family. If you accept all the missions from the system, a mysterious reward will be given. Including support features as you go through the mission system. However, there will be penalties if you fail to complete the mission. I'll explain the details when you receive it] “If I refuse?” asked Denver firmly.[You will live in agony in Thor Benedict's body. You will repeat Thor's mistakes and keep yourself trapped in the black world. You will never taste freedom until you die]
Suddenly, Nano's words made Denver pale instantly.Denver thought about Nano's words seriously. He didn't want to make the wrong decision. He had just planned to own a house from his earnings during his time as CEO. However, after only half a day in office, he was already dead. What bad luck!But, what Nano said was true, if he wanted revenge. However, with Thor Benedict being a thug, was it possible? Another thought was that he had no purpose. All this time, he lived alone until his life gradually improved when he worked with Stanton. He used to have parents. His mother died of illness. Strangely, he doesn't remember what happened to his father. The sister at the orphanage told him that his father had died. Denver then lived in the orphanage until he was declared independent.[Your life from now on has changed, Denver Xander. You are now Thor Benedict. The system chose you because you are an adaptable man. Smart and unyielding. You're good at finding opportunities when push comes to shove. In addition, your main goal of the Idol sys
Denver approached the cashier with a fierce face. Even though Thor Benedict was handsome, his tall stature and long hair frightened those who saw him. The piercing look in Thor's eyes made the cashier man tremble as a blond man stood proudly in front of him. Denver placed his bag on the floor, but made the man in front of him gulp.“Hey, I need to use the restroom,” Thor said in a big, slightly raspy voice, making him sound sexy and manly.“A-a...,” the officer replied nervously as he saw the long-haired man roll up the sleeves of his hoodie to his elbows. The tattoos of skulls and ferocious animals were clearly visible, which made his nerves shrink instantly.Denver saw the cashier's 1-star move to half. His eyes were wide open.'I'm just asking where the toilet is and scaring him even more! Crazy, am I this scary?' he screeched, biting his lower lip in exasperation.Denver calmed his nerves and thought of other ways to increase the cashier's positive assessment of him.“Hi, do you t
Denver was confused because he didn't know how to continue his mission after succeeding. He finally chose to clean himself up because in his previous life, Denver was a man who loved cleanliness. Thor's sweaty body, plus the smell of alcohol so strong in his mouth, made Denver rush to take off the hoodie he was wearing. “Hah, crazy! How many days has this guy not showered? It stinks,” Denver says when he smells his armpits, which are so pungent they make him want to vomit. Denver, who carried his gear from the trunk of his motorbike in a tote bag, quickly washed his face with soap. He also brushed his teeth and combed his hair. Unfortunately, there was no shower, so his desire to shower had to be postponed. As he dried his face with the hoodie he had been wearing because he didn't have a towel, suddenly, there was a ‘DING’ followed by a number appearing in front of his face. Denver was stunned and stepped back. [The host shows courage by helping the weak. Physical strength points
Pressured, Denver was forced to follow the fierce-faced men on his stolen motorcycle. During the ride, Denver felt anxious. He had dealt with thugs before when his father was alive. Denver's memories returned to his childhood, before ending up in an orphanage.“You scum!”“Please, give me more time. I've been working on it,” Denver's father-Trevor Xander-said.“You always beg us for time every billing day! No more mercy for you, asshole!”“Ugh!”“Daddy!” cried a frightened little Denver in the distance. The little boy could only cry, watching his father being beaten to a pulp by three large thugs. “Stop it! Don't hurt my dad!” shouted Denver trying to protect his father.“Heh, little boy. Look at your poor father. He owes us money. Our boss knows there's no way he can repay it. So, say goodbye to your father who can't protect his family. Hahahaha!” laughed a man with pierced ears as he grabbed Trevor's hair.“Let go! Let go of my dad!” shouted Denver, who was desperate to beat the big
Denver just remembered that Thor has another nickname, Ben. Denver shook his head slowly. He really didn't know what Black wanted."You look like that innocent guy I met a few years ago. Did something bother you that you forgot why I called you here, hem?" asked Black as she put her cigarette in the ashtray and sat up straight. Letting the blanket covering her beautiful body sag and expose her beautiful breasts. Denver gulped."Sorry, about that. It's just that I had an accident. I fell in the shower and hit my head. I... can't remember very well at the moment," Thor replied with a frown on his face, trying to convince Black that he was indeed sick.Black's face turned serious instantly. "You... have memory loss? Amnesia?"Thor, who felt that Black believed his words, nodded in affirmation. Black gave Thor a sharp look and stood up. She walked over to the hangers and covered her synthetic body with gold silk pajamas. Denver stood still, taking in the beauty of the thug boss' body. Hon
Thor's body was sweating profusely. Denver dreamed he was being forcibly separated from his father by someone.“Denver! Denver! Promise me you'll live to fulfill your dreams!” shouted Trevor as he was pulled and put into a car by men dressed in black.“Daddy!” cried Denver as his little body was held tightly, not allowed to go with his father.“Ben! Thor!”“Hah!”The man's eyes opened instantly when he heard the familiar name being called. For some reason, Denver was getting used to being called Thor or Ben in his ears. He also enjoyed his role inside Thor's body. Yes, who wouldn't love to have an athletic body, handsome face, strong and a little mischievous. Although Thor was a thug, Denver's domineering nature made Thor's figure begin to be liked by people because he was not as gratuitous as a street thug.“Oh, Brock. Hi, is it ... morning already?” asked Thor as he sat slowly on the bed even though his eyes still felt heavy to open.“You had a nightmare? I thought you had a seizure
A black sedan drove at a moderate speed, cutting through the asphalt streets that were beginning to be crowded with a number of vehicles. A 30-year-old man, black hair with a curtain cut, thin build, wearing thick glasses due to minus 5 in the right eye and minus 5 in the left eye. Slightly hunched over due to scoliosis, he looked happy as his smile did not fade."Serenity will love this good news. Yes, I know that the timing isn't right since it's still the mourning period for Mr. Stanton's death. It's unfortunate that such a good man should die so soon," said a young man named Denver Xander while driving.Next to the stand, there was a brochure offering a new housing complex that he wanted to buy. A house with a courtyard because Denver likes to grow plants that produce vegetables or fruit. He hoped that his wife would like it as a place for the two of them to live until old age.At exactly 8am local time, Denver's car arrived at a retail company that provides daily necessities for