✨ Chapter 1: A Fan Reborn into the World She Loved

The room was dimly lit, illuminated only by the soft glow of a screen.

On it—

Beyblades clashed with explosive force.

“LET IT RIP!”

The voice echoed, full of passion and energy.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, a girl watched with shining eyes—completely absorbed.

Again.

And again.

And again.

She had already seen this episode countless times… yet she couldn’t stop.

“…Shu…”

Her voice was soft, almost emotional.

She wasn’t just a fan.

She was obsessed.

Since childhood, Beyblade Burst had been her escape, her comfort, her world. While others grew out of such things, she never did.

Her small room was proof of it.

Shelves filled with Beyblades.

Walls covered in posters.

Limited-edition collections carefully displayed.

Even cosplay outfits—perfectly recreated.

She had built her entire world around it.

Because—

She had nothing else.

No family.

No home.

She was an orphan.

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That night, after finishing another rewatch, she stepped out.

The streets were unusually quiet.

A cold wind brushed past her.

She hugged herself slightly, walking faster.

But then—

Footsteps.

Not hers.

Behind her.

Slow.

Heavy.

Her heart skipped.

She turned—

A shadow moved.

Before she could react—

Everything went black.

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Silence.

Then—

Soft fabric.

A faint scent of polish and old wood.

Her eyelashes fluttered.

“…M-Mm…”

She slowly opened her eyes.

A luxurious ceiling came into view.

“…Where… am I…?”

Her voice trembled.

This wasn’t her room.

This wasn’t anywhere she knew.

Before she could sit up—

Knock. Knock.

The door opened gently.

An old man entered—dressed neatly, carrying himself with elegance.

A butler.

He bowed slightly.

“Miss, you’re awake.”

She froze.

“…Miss?”

Her mind struggled to process.

“W-What…? Where am I? Whose house is this?”

The butler looked confused.

“…Miss, this is your home.”

“My… home?”

“And yesterday, your Beyblade match was excellent.”

Her breath hitched.

“…What?”

For a moment, she simply stared at him.

Then—

She forced a small smile.

“I… see. Give me two minutes. I’ll get ready.”

The butler hesitated, but nodded.

“As you wish, Miss.”

He left the room quietly.

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The moment the door closed—

Her expression dropped.

“…What is going on…?”

She rushed toward the mirror.

And then—

She froze.

“…This… isn’t me.”

The reflection staring back at her—

Was completely different.

More refined.

More elegant.

Stronger.

“…How is this possible…?”

Her mind spiraled.

Did I die…?

Is this… another world…?

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Suddenly—

A soft ding echoed in her mind.

A glowing screen appeared before her eyes.

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[Welcome to the Beyblade Burst World.]

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Her pupils shrank.

“…No way…”

Her hands trembled.

“This… this can’t be real…”

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[System Activated.]

[Host successfully integrated.]

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“…System…?”

Her voice was barely audible.

“Where… am I exactly?”

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[Timeline: Beginning Phase — Before Season 1 Main Events]

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Her heartbeat stopped for a second.

“…The beginning…?”

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[You are currently ranked among the Top 4 Bladers in the World.]

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“…WHAT?!”

She stepped back in shock.

“Top… four…?”

“That’s impossible! I don’t even—”

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[Memory synchronization required.]

[Please access host memories.]

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“…Memories…?”

Hesitantly—

She closed her eyes.

And the moment she did—

Everything rushed in.

Pain.

Loss.

Responsibility.

This body’s past unfolded before her—

Her parents had died.

She had inherited a massive business empire.

She managed it alone.

At the same time—

She was a prodigy blader.

Talented.

Feared.

Respected.

One of the strongest in the world.

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Her eyes snapped open.

“…So this is… me now.”

Her breathing steadied slowly.

“…Unbelievable.”

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[System: I will assist you in becoming stronger and achieving your objectives.]

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She stayed silent for a moment.

Then asked—

“…Can I go back to my original world?”

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A pause.

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[Yes. Return option available.]

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“…Then send me back.”

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[Request… denied.]

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“…What?”

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[Host has shown strong emotional attachment to this world.]

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She clenched her fists.

“…Tch.”

After a moment—

She sighed.

“…Fine.”

Her expression slowly changed.

From confusion—

To calm.

To determination.

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“If I’m here…”

Her voice became steady.

“…Then I’ll change things.”

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Images flashed in her mind.

Shu losing.

Shu breaking.

Shu becoming—

Red Eye.

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Her eyes darkened.

“I won’t let that happen.”

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[Objective confirmed?]

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“…Yes.”

She looked straight ahead.

“I’ll protect Shu Kurenai.”

“And… Valt too.”

“I’ll stop that future.”

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[System… processing…]

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“…You’re weird,” she muttered.

“Who even picks a fangirl for this?”

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[System: Selection error acknowledged.]

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For a second—

She actually laughed.

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After getting ready, she stepped out of the room.

The butler was already waiting.

“Breakfast is prepared, Miss.”

She nodded lightly.

Then—

“I need you to do something.”

“Yes, Miss.”

“I want admission… to the school where Shu Kurenai studies.”

The butler paused.

“…Shu Kurenai?”

“The one who ranked runner-up last year.”

Recognition flashed in his eyes.

“…Understood.”

“But—” she continued,

“Use a fake name.”

“…Excuse me?”

“And call a stylist. I need to change my appearance completely.”

Her tone was calm—but firm.

“No one should recognize me.”

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The butler hesitated.

“…Miss, may I ask what you are planning?”

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“…Nothing.”

She gave a faint smile.

“Just preparing for the future.”

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“And one more thing—”

“Yes?”

“Buy the apartment… next to Shu Kurenai’s.”

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Silence.

The butler blinked.

“…Pardon?”

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“…Just do it.”

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“…As you wish, Miss.”

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The next day—

A completely different girl stood before the mirror.

Her hair—

Now deep brown, almost black.

Her eyes—

Hidden behind purple lenses.

Her clothes—

Simple. Dark. Unremarkable.

Nothing like her original self.

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Perfect.

No one would recognize her now.

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Standing at the gates of—

Beigoma Academy.

She took a slow breath.

Students passed by, laughing, talking, living normal lives.

And somewhere inside—

Was him.

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“…Shu Kurenai.”

Her lips curved slightly.

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“Let’s change your story.”

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And with that—

She stepped forward.

Into the world she once only watched.

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✨ The story had begun.

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