Cain was amazed at the screen listing the tasks he needed to complete.
"Wait. I have to do all this in a single day?"
"Take it step by step. Some tasks will pop up regularly, while others are one-time challenges. Completing these will boost your Idol Points quicker. And keep an eye out for special missions sent by the universe; they offer a chance to earn more points and you can level your stat faster. Tackle those as soon as they arrive!"
"And what's the deal with these Idol Points?"
"For every five Idol Points you earn, you can increase one stat."
"Stat?"
"You can access your stats by thinking about it."
"Really?" Cain was skeptical but focused his thoughts on his stats. A new screen appeared before him, replacing the previous one. "Oh."
|| C A I N ||
CHA +5
DEX +10
CONS +10
TALENTS:
1. Fighting LV. 20
During a fight your constitution and dexterity increase by 20%.
"I'm not worried at all. I'm more concerned about how to be this other person without breaking my current lifestyle."
There was a light trace of exasperation on Fifi's face. "You . . . you still want to be an ugly gangster with no direction in life? Seriously?"
Cain glared at her. "Watch it. I didn't ask for any of this, remember?"
"And yet here you are, complaining about an opportunity most people would kill for. You know what? Stay a low-life thug if you want. It'll just make my job easier if you decide to give up. Less work for me, and I can find someone who actually wants to succeed." That was a lie. Only the universe decides which lucky human to become an idol.
Even she didn't know how the selection works.
Cain's jaw tightened. "Fine. I'll do it. But don't think for a second I'm doing this because of you. I'm doing this because I don't want to die early."
Fifi rolled her eyes. "Oh, please. Spare me the bravado. Just start completing your tasks and watch how quickly you transform. Maybe then, you'll see what a pathetic existence you've been clinging to all this time."
Cain took a deep breath, swallowing his pride. "Alright, let's get started. What's first?"
Fifi smirked. "First, you need a bath. Seriously, you stink."
Cain grumbled but nodded.
"Looks like you've officially agreed to become an idol, so let's shake on it to seal our long-lasting relationship in the future," Fifi said, extending her tiny hand to Cain.
Cain flinched slightly, and Fifi noticed the strange reaction. "Hey, don't act like I have a disease."
Cain pressed his lips tight before reluctantly accepting Fifi's little finger.
Fifi's expression softened just a bit. "Good. From now on, let's work together in turning you into a top idol!" Her eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief. "This is the start of an epic journey, and I expect nothing less than your best! . .
. Or it's hell for you."