Everyone was elegantly dressed in blue uniforms, apparently preparing to perform a chorus.

The audience focused on the stage.

But then.

Ding ding dang dang~!

Suddenly, an unexpectedly cheerful prelude flowed out.

Huh?

Using such a frivolous melody in the royal court?

Moreover, the following lyrics were also… somewhat odd.

[Princess doesn’t know which man she likes~]

“Uh…?”

[So we’ve prepared everything.]

That wasn’t all.

Now the participants were dancing to this unheardof, exciting yet bizarre music.

“?!?”

It was neither a flashy sword dance nor an elegant waltz.

Numerous handsome men were shaking their bodies intensely to the beat.

But there was not a single flaw, a perfect military dance.

Well, of course, it’s spectacular, but isn’t it somewhat strange?

As everyone was thrown into confusion, only Prodia Duser Yeongae remained composed.

She knew the secret tied to this competition.

And now, the climax of the song was approaching.

The next lyrics followed immediately.

[There will be at least one among us~]

“?!”

[Surely, there will be one among us that fits the Princess’s taste~!]

As everyone was flabbergasted, Prodia alone cried out inwardly.

‘What kind of commoner selection competition is this!’

(This is a time separator.)

Prodia Duser.

She had remembered her past life since birth.

Of course, she knew the reason better than anyone else.

To wash away the karma of her previous life.

‘Sigh…’

Prodia recalled her past life.

South Korean entertainment PD, ‘Pyun Seong Yeon.’

She reached the peak of her career by making the idol audition program ‘After Work Produce!’ a success.

Devilish editing was necessary to maintain national interest.

Because of that, many boys’ dreams were shattered, but it didn’t matter.

“As long as the ratings are good.”

A PD who sacrificed participants for evil edits.

A person who didn’t choose means for profit.

Pyun Seong Yeon was that kind of human.

Then one day, she suddenly died of a heart attack.

Overwork was the cause.

Soon her soul was summoned before the deity.

A wholly white space, where nothing existed.

Her soul looked around, confused.

‘Where on earth is this?’

I was at the broadcasting station just a moment ago?

Then, a faint human figure appeared before her.

‘A person?’

As the fog cleared, his appearance was revealed.

A being radiating pure white light.

Upon seeing his face, her words choked in her throat.

‘…!’

Really, too perfect.

If the beauty of the world was gathered and shaped into human form, wouldn’t it look like this?

So she unknowingly thought this.

‘Who is this person appearing after the audition is over? He totally feels like the center.’

“Did you just think, ‘that guy totally feels like the center’?”

“?!”
The beautiful woman standing before her eyes seemed to read her mind, and she was greatly taken aback.

“Wh, who are you?”

He chuckled.

“Me? A god.”

A god?

“You’re dead.”

“……!”

Only then did something seem to come back to her.

She had certainly clutched her chest and collapsed to the floor at the broadcasting station earlier.

‘I died like that? No way[Dash]!’

She had been successful with the audition program, scouted with a high salary, and everything was going great!

Then the one who called himself a god clicked his tongue.

“Tsk. Still thinking about that sinful program, you’re not back to your senses yet.”

“Ye……?”

“Well, it’s okay. You should be punished for your wrongdoing.”

“?!”

As he said that, the god reached out his finger toward her.

Then a chain of white light sprang out and bound her body.

“Ah, ah!”

Struggling was useless. The more she struggled, the deeper the chains dug into her body.

She moaned in agony.

“Ch, choke. Please, save me……”

The god slowly approached her.

“Well, shall we pass judgment on the soul of Pyun Seongyeon?”

He said, with a cold expression.

“The sin of injuring pure souls with the devil’s editing.”

As he finished speaking, her vision flickered, and an image from her past life surfaced.

“……!”

Upon the broadcast of the maliciously edited content, one contestant suffered public criticism.

He was seen in distress.

However, she was smiling because the ratings were good.

“Th, this…… That’s why!”

She had to make some excuse.

But… was there anything to say?

She knew what she was doing. That child was to be the scapegoat.

While she was pondering, the god opened his mouth again to her.

“I originally thought to put you in the hell’s editing room for a million years, but……”

What, what kind of hell?

You want me to edit for a million years?!

That’s real hell, just throw me into the fire!

Then the god smiled slyly at her.

“But I decided to show mercy and give you one more chance.”

“Ch, chance?”

“Yes.”

Saying that, the god waved his finger.

Then the chain of light that had been binding her shattered.

She was alive.

Pyun Seongyeon quickly knelt before the god.

“I’ll do anything! My god, just tell me!”

She could do anything if she could avoid the editing hell.

But the god instead waved his finger horizontally.

Then her soul began to disappear little by little into thin air.

“……?!”

Looking at the bewildered woman, the god smiled compassionately.

“Oh sinful soul, this time, try doing something good with your producing ability.”

Producing…… something good?

She cried out desperately.

“My, my god, what do you want me to produce?”

But she could not hear the god’s answer.

Along with the scattering fragments of her soul, her consciousness drifted further away.

And a little later.

Her new life began in a small cradle.