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Chapter: 01
“Choose My Prince 99,” or Chumap 99, was a typical idol survival show.
It came out at a time when the idol survival trend was already dying.
With its cringeworthy fairy-tale prince concept, everyone expected it to fail before it even aired.
But once the theme song performance was released and the show began, public opinion changed.
Top-tier trainees with visuals and skills, harsh competition rules, and thrilling editing led to massive success.
The debut group quickly became one of Korea’s top idols.
Of course, from the third reset onward, YechAN eliminated future rivals, and the show never gained momentum.
<7>
<6>
<5>
YechAN’s eyes trembled as he watched the countdown.
His instincts screamed that he had to choose.
He raised his stiff hand and selected the least extreme option.
“Princesses… please keep watching YechAN.”
Silence fell over the set.
His cold face and flat tone didn’t match the overly cute line at all.
It was a terrible mismatch.
YechAN thought:
Even in his first reset, when he desperately tried to debut, he had never felt this embarrassed.
Then—
<Choice Complete!>
<You earned 1 point!>
<Level Up! You earned 1 more point!>
<Check your status window.>
“…What is this?”
Player: Ha YechAN Lv. 2
Visual: A
Vocal: A
Dance: B
Rap: F
Speech: D
Charm: C
Title: Player Who Finished Reset
Points: 2
“…Reset.”
Nothing happened.
“…Reset.”
Still nothing.
“…Reset…!”
Silence.
After washing his face, YechAN calmed down.
This time, things were different.
He wasn’t a trainee at LEE Entertainment anymore—he was a private trainee.
Even stranger, he was now in the timeline of Chumap 99, which originally aired when he was 20.
Checking his phone, everything matched… except his life.
His contacts were empty.
His SNS accounts were blank.
His address was unfamiliar.
Something was very wrong.
Later, in a taxi, YechAN saw something shocking.
His group—Resprit.
But…
He wasn’t in it.
Instead, someone named Jung Chanyang had taken his place.
Even worse—
The song playing on the radio…
It was his song.
Exactly the same. Only the main vocal was different.
“…Turn the car around.”
Standing in front of his old agency building, YechAN confirmed everything.
Resprit had followed the exact path he created through resets.
Only one thing had changed:
He had been replaced.
In the parking lot, he finally met him.
Jung Chanyang.
“Hey. You know me, right?”
“…Why are you here?”
After sending the others away, Chanyang smiled.
But YechAN sneered.
“You thief.”
“What did I steal?”
“Everything you have right now is mine.”
Silence.
Then—
“You’re wrong,” Chanyang said calmly.
“Everything you had… came from my ability.”
Without resets, you were nothing.
YechAN stepped closer.
“Resetting is your ability. But everything after that? The choices? The actions? That was all me.”
His voice turned cold.
“I struggled, failed, and figured everything out myself. How is that yours?”
Then he said:
“I came here to tell you something.”
His eyes burned.
“I’ll show you what real suffering is, you bastard.”
