Chapter 2: Isekai Delivery Service
My consciousness floated in a space that smelled suspiciously like a Samsung store—sterile, vaguely futuristic, with a faint undercurrent of kimchi.
A distant voice echoed.
"Customer #69420, please proceed to Reincarnation Counter #3."
I blinked. "Am I... in cosmic customer service?"
A glowing tablet materialized before me, displaying my life stats like a K-drama recap:
NAME: [Ayaka Hiroshi]
CAUSE OF DEATH: Ramyeon-related asphyxiation (dramatic irony: ★★★★★)
LAST WORDS: "Goodbye, Oppas..."
MEMORIAL TWEETS: 42K and trending
A holographic angel with actual Koyoncé wings and a Starbucks cup floated over. Her nametag read.
"Gabrielle – Afterlife Concierge (Trainee)."
"Congrats!" she chirped. "You qualify for our premium 'Stupid Death Isekai Package'!"
I squinted. "Is this a scam?"
"Only if you consider eternal rebirth a scam," she said, scrolling my file. "Ooh, Revenge of the Weak fan? We've got a perfect world for you."
A screen flickered to life, showing a CGI mascot—a grinning dumpling with wings.
"Hi there, Soul-nim! Welcome to Yeouido Afterlife Studios, where every death is a new beginning!"
The video cut to glamorous isekai scenarios.
A mage summoning ramyeon from thin air.
A swordswoman slaying demons in Pucci armor.
A CEO-ssa who accidentally invented capitalism.
"Wait," I interrupted. "Do I get magic ramyeon powers?"
Gabrielle winced. "Ah... no. But!"—she tapped the tablet— "You do get to be the youngest daughter of Duke Evernight!"
An image appeared. A gothic castle, four unfairly handsome brothers, and a nursery with solid gold rattles.
"Sold," I said.
Then the fine print appeared.
WARNING:
✓ No ramyeon in this world (historical accuracy lol)
✓ Mandatory prophecy included
✓ Limited-time offer: No refunds
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN NO RAMYEON—"
"Next customer please!"
Gabrielle handed me a scroll sealed with "TOP SECRET: DO NOT OPEN UNTIL REBIRTH."
"Official Evernight Family lore," she whispered. "You're the 'Child of Moon and Shadow' destined to 'unite the realms' or whatever."
I frowned. "That's vague."
"Prophecies are vague!" she said defensively. "If we gave details, you'd just avoid the tragic backstory!"
A demon clerk snorted nearby.
"Last week we had a guy trip into a portal because his prophecy just said 'beware of stairs'—"
"SHUT UP, DAVE."
Gabrielle pushed me toward a swirling vortex labeled "Nobility Tier: Premium."
"Quick tips!" she said.
"1) Your past-life memories will fade at first.
2) Your cat is totally fine.
"Wait, my cat—?"
"GOOD LUCK!" She kicked me into the portal.
As I tumbled through time and space, the last thing I heard was her yelling:
"AND STOP TRYING TO INVENT RAMYEON! IT ALWAYS ENDS IN WAR—"
Meanwhile, on Earth...
Sis's Group Chat:
Sis: "She really died eating noodles??"
Friend A:"At least she died doing what she loved."
Friend B:"Choking?"
Chairman Meow's TikTok (@ramyeon_revenge):
Video of him batting my EX' ACT lightstick into a toilet.
Caption:"When your human dies before feeding you... #PettyRevenge"