(WARNING: Don't read if you're going to complain there isn't a warning when there's sex, gore, et c. This is a very ADULT novel and as such only ADULTS should read it. Or 'Children' mature enough to read without commenting nonsense.)
Jia Yi Ruogang...
Jia Yi opened his eyes inside of a bedroom much smaller than his 'Emperor's suite' sized one. This resembled his room back from O.H., making him sigh in remembered nostalgia. It wasn't the people he was being nostalgic with but the fact that.. who took care of his cat after he died? Well, it's a bit late thinking about that now..
He began going through the memories of this body as well as the ones that Car gave him from the future Hak Jae-Hwa. Jia Yi went through every single event that the original owner had gone through; even the, what seemed to be thousands, of humiliations done to his body without his consent. It made him feel disgusted and felt the need to scrub his body until this flesh melted off and regrew to feel clean again. Of course he wasn't going to do that but it still left a bitter taste on his tongue.
[Host, your sister will wake up in another two hours. You must get your rest and try to learn the original owner's skill with the tattoo gun. Apparently he has a waiting list of clients to see today.]
"I know, Car. I've got the memories," he said exasperatedly as he stood to walk into the small hall to enter the bathroom.
The little loft that he was currently living in was shared with his only remaining relative, his older sister. They lived above the Tattoo Shop that they opened up two years ago. Hak Jae-Hwa was 22 years old and his sister was turning 30 in 7 months which would be exactly Christmas day.
(I will be referring to the MC as Hak Jae-Hwa from now on since this is now his new identity; you know how this works.)
~May 25th; 5:36 a.m.~
He leaned forward to splash a bit of water on his face before grabbing a hand towel and patting it dry. Hak Jae-Hwa looked up and stared into the mirror as he blinked repeatedly.
"Huh... Car, how come you always give me these bodies that look like females?"
It wasn't as though he minded since his normal appearance looked even more feminine than these bodies he was occupying.
[Host, unfortunately since your Soul is that of an Omega, you require specific conditions of the body you acquire in each World. The Soul is very similar to DNA in a sense or ... BLOOD! Yeah!] Car paused to give herself a pat on her back for coming up with such an ingenious way to explain the reason behind this strange occurrence.
[If someone has O - Blood they can only receive blood from another O type blood; whereas the other types of blood can be substituted with a little bit of leeway. Your Soul is a replica of that O Negative Blood that refuses anything but other O's. The type of body your soul can occupy is a man who gained a feminine genetic makeup. While in the womb a baby is formed genderless, and the type that is formed to make a body that your type of soul can occupy is the type of baby that had originally begun to start the process of becoming a female but at the last minute changed the sexual organs to the opposite gender.]
"So something similar to a hermaphrodite," he asked with a raised brow. He wasn't to sure he understood what she was trying to say with all these twists and turns.
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[If you don't understand than look at this chart and you'll get it! Hmph! You see that AB at the top right corner? That is your Soul and the combined letters on the left is the body types. See why you are stuck in such feminine looking bodies now? It is simply the only that is compatible enough. All the blocks colored yellow are the amount of bodies compatible with that type of Soul.]
After that she vanished from sight and Hak Jae-Hwa wasn't going to bother with it because he did finally understand. Sadly, he hadn't realized that his voice had carried to the light sleeper in the other room. His sister was currently standing outside the bathroom giving him a confused look.
"Who were you talking to, dongsaeng?"
"Eh, Noona? I... had a strange dream. Sorry for waking you."
He truly was apologetic. This sister of his had worked her ass off to emancipate herself in order to get a job all in order to earn custody over him when they were put in to an Orphanage. People from the Foreign Country usually were the ones to adopt children from their system and so his sister was afraid that since he was merely nine and still young, they would adopt him and she'd never see her last remaining family again. She constantly told him that he didn't need to repay her since it was purely selfish on her part and he could've probably been leading a much more relaxed and extravagant life with a new family rather than struggle alongside her.
Hak Min-Yung was hard working and an incredible role model who continuously made time to spend a 'date night' with him at least once a week. 'Date Nights' were when they would choose something to do together and make sure that there was no devices that could be used for people to get in touch with them during their family time. All that they gained in life was simply for the benefit of the other.
Their Mother had been a really good Artist and both her children received this amazing skill. Hak Jae-Hwa had continued his education in an Art School after Graduating High School at 17 and it took another 3 to graduate from there as well. Afterwards, his older sister pulled out a Business Loan and they immediately opened Sansan Jogag Ink Tattoo before they moved in to the Loft above the Shop.
(Sansan Jogag- Shattering)
Jae-Hwa's sister made them breakfast, which was quickly devoured before they got ready for the day and walked down the small staircase leading to the Shop's floor. He had his first appointment in forty-five minutes and he has no idea if he will truly be able to use the previous owner's skill with the tattooing gun; not to mention his eye for detailed coloring.
The station was completely clean with a large cushioned chair, similar to a Dentist Office chair, was stuck sturdily to the ground in front of a stool and moving cart. Hak Jae-Hwa moved on autopilot and brought over a box of sterile gloves, the tattoo gun, and a large box filled with ink, new needles and aftercare materials.
His neck cracked, attempting to release some of the building tension, just as his first customer walked into their Shop. Most of the Customers came to get a tattoo done by Jae-Hwa but there were the occasional people who came to see his sister as well.
If today was May 25th, then the Female Lead would arrive at the shop in two days. So, he wouldn't even be able to cancel this appointment unless he was dying in a Hospital somewhere. Looks like he will need to procure evidence that rips off her mask and shows the others that she's just an advanced liar.
A/N: I fell asleep writing this a lot of times. Going to bed,
