Novel: I attained the Dao through Music, accompanied by Twin Sugar Mommies?
Chapter: 002 (Not Even Ten Minutes, A Threat Appeared)
Gu Jing, upon learning of Dongfang Jing's fate, did not know whether to laugh or to cry, but upon digesting the information on the reason for his Dao Companion's betrayal, the option of laughing left the chat.
The original Dongfang Jing had been aware of the reason's existence for a long time and had tried and used many different means to suppress it, but only when his Dao Companion held a spear with his blood dripping from it did he learn its name.
Timeless Evil Origin Heart.
Through the final, fragmented memories inherited from the predecessor, Gu Jing relived that moment. He saw Dongfang Jing beg his Dao Companion to find a way to suppress the heart. Her reply, delivered with cold finality, contained a revelation utterly foreign to that Immortal's mind:
"Sorry, I already considered it, but according to what I learned from trying to use the information from the video game, certain events can never be changed; they are events of Fate. I have tried, trust me I have, but many things could not be changed. Even with the knowledge from the game, I couldn't stop the extermination of my clan or the fall of so many geniuses at the hands of the Great Fiend Alliance."
'Video Game?' that word stuck out like a sore thumb in the deluge of memory. The predecessor had heard it but as he, unlike Gu Jing, was a native of this Universe, he could not grasp its meaning.
The thing apparently came as a package deal with a special physique called the Empyrean Asura Body.
And the original Dongfang Jing, although unaware, being the reincarnation of the Asura Emperor who once reigned terror across the Universe, according to his Dao Companion, naturally had one.
'No, wait, wait! I'm focusing on the wrong thing here!' Gu Jing did not dwell on the fact that the Universe might be based on some video game. 'According to her words and the predecessor's experience, once the Timeless Evil Origin Heart erupts, it will take over my thoughts and emotions, transforming me into a being who only knows hate and resentment for all existence! I will no longer be me!'
It hadn't even been ten minutes since he transmigrated and his consciousness was going to be overwritten!
Just when the claws of despair were about to touch the collar of his robes—
[Ping!]
—a mechanical notification sound echoed in his mind, followed by a very pleasing woman's jocular voice.
[Congratulations on a successful transmigration, Host!]
[I trust the journey here was no too bad?]
Gu Jing, now Dongfang Jing's, state of mind was so out of order that it took a few moments for him to process what he was hearing.
Before he could articulate anything, the female voice that had barged into his life just after he digested the predecessor's final thoughts before death, continued.
[Oh, right. You probably didn't feel anything.]
'Although I was more into slice-of-life and sports novels and anime, I have come across some that had this concept… the must-have of many transmigrators: a system!'
[Eh?!] the system exclaimed. [You have one of the Timeless Evil Origins in your body?! This… This…]
"…? What, you didn't know?" Dongfang Jing frowned slightly. "Weren't you in control of my transmigration?"
Note: MC shall henceforth be referred to as "Dongfang Jing" and the original owner of the body will be referred to as "Predecessor"
[…Well, no?] the system replied after a moment. [My creator was.]
"Your creator?" his curiosity was piqued, naturally. "And who might that be?"
[Unfortunately, I am not allowed to divulge any information on my creator's identity.]
"As expected…" Dongfang Jing wasn't too surprised but his shoulders did slump a little. 'Guess I will never get to see and thank my benefactor. Still… I'm sure, as powerful as they are, they can feel and hear it already, right…?'
[You don't have to be so down, Host. If you get powerful enough, you will naturally get to meet her.]
"Her?" Dongfang Jing did not miss the details. "So, your creator is a goddess?"
[Oops~! What a slip-up! I'm going to get an earful and possibly some spanking for this!]
Dongfang Jing: "…The details of my benefactor aside, since you are here and are in the mood to joke around, you must have a solution to this Evil Heart predicament of mine, right?"
[Naturally, Host! All you have to do is choose a theme and I will give it to you!]
"A theme?" Dongfang Jing blinked twice in quick succession.
[Yes, Host! A theme!] he could picture some cute young girl nodding furiously. [A theme dictates yours and I, your system's, future path. For instance, would you like the system to reward you for making others happy or for gathering ancient treasures?]
"…I understand, I think." Dongfang Jing folded his arms. "So, what are the options?"
[There are no theme options available options at the moment, Host.]
"…" the transmigrator mentally flipped a table.
What did she mean?
[The Host has to draw the options himself.] As she spoke, a purple rectangular translucent window appeared before him. [Everyday, you will get three chances to draw themes until you find one that you like.]
The following was shown on the screen in white legible characters:
"So, like… a draw-lottery?"
[Yes, Host.]
[As the timer indicates, the themes drawn will disappear every midnight. However, until they disappear, you will have the right to see detailed information and even access full Demo Versions of each of them.]
"Ok… so, how do I make a draw? Is there a 'Draw' button or do I say it out loud?"
[No, Host. You can interact with and manipulate the system window with nothing but your mental commands. All you have to do is will it and the draw will be made.]
"I see. Simple enough." He gave it a try.
The text on the screen disappeared, replaced by the image of a white hand slipping into a white box and pulling out a piece of paper that it then unfolded with the aid of a second hand.
Dongfang Jing could not help but give whoever thought of such a loading screen a thumbs-up, but his mind was still focused on what he would draw.
The loading screen disappeared and the text reappeared.
Dongfang Jing: "…"