"You died"
The fist-sized computer screen hesitantly announced it to Ravon while turning in a circle around her head.
"Is there a go back button?"
Being in a not really alright mental state, this left the brown haired girl staring dumbly at it.
"Well yes, but you don't have any Rcubes to buy it..."
"I'm hungry."
She rolled around like a 4 years old kid while clearly, her real age was probably four times bigger than it.
"Ravon, I'm hungry my fart! You're already dead, how can you be still like that! Didn't you just understand everything I told you?"
It started hitting her everwhere furiously but there was clearly no result.
"Yvan, there was still one day before the album Love yourself: tear came out! My ticket for my concert also! I still haven't read all the chapters of Monster Paradise or Cultivation Chat group! I wasted all my money on spirit stones and emerald! I... I want a refund."
The little teenage girl bawled with a struggling computer screen in her hand, clearly, if it had hands, it would be massaging its forehead now.
"Again, you can get a refund, but it will cost Rcubes!"
"Get me some of those."
"(ﾉಥДಥ)ﾉ︵┻━┻･/"
Inwardly crying, Yvan flew out of her hand exasperated and said:
"Then do the missions! Assemble the plot, help the protagonists until the story finishes, earn Rcubes, buy things and again and again! I explained it to you already 20 times!"
"I didn't hear it..."
"Busy mourning over her losses."
Not wanting to discuss this subject any further, she switched the topic.
"Why do you always mention those Rcubes? Currency? Systems are supposed to be filthy rich and full of cheats."
"Those are only stupid myths of your human world and yes, it's our currency."
She looked at it suspiciously, in this completely unknown space, her eyes seemed to glimmer a strange light.
"Well anyway, again and for the last time, I will be introducing everything."
The small computer screen flashed and a blond man in a gray suit appeared.
"My name is System Yvan like you said. Ravon Hae, died at 16, the cause of death: shot in the throat, your soul has been selected as the only one compatible with me to do this job, being a formulator."
He paused for a moment, looking at her weirdly.
"Our goal will be to create, construct and control the plot and scenario in each universe that needs one if it wants to meet the right end. Each time you pass the missions, you can purchase one thing you want with the Rcubes earned, failing will result in nothing for us apart from your morality points falling."
"Are they useful?"
"They only serve as a brief grading of your job to other systems. The lower it is, the higher the chance you will be disdained and avoided vice-versa."
"..."
She had a nonchalant look at him before saying:
"So in short, we're broke and need money."
"(ノಠ益ಠ)ノ" 'Did the info dump I gave pass through the other ear or what?!'
"Even though I'm the only one you could choose, why me?"
"Lazy, EQ of -66, little devil troublemaker..."
He stopped, before smiling again.
"Being a master tactician, an expert at manipulating people, under this seemingly simple facade is a cunning cold-blooded woman, you stopped serving the government of Russia, China and America after they attempted to erase you for being too dangerous at the age of 14. Escaping to Canada, living as a useless nerd. Now, do you know why you were the only one fit for this?"
"Haha, I'm very embarrassed, Yvan. Those remarks are too much."
"Just do your job, anyway, you have nothing to do am I right?"
The young girl tilted her head.
"Well, thank you for accepting this old lady! Even though my skills are rusty, I will try to do my best for this work."
She gave a smile, one of amusement and interest.
The opposite did too, but this time, it was a genuine one.
"Well welcome, my new formulator, Ravon Hae."