Can Good Looks Win Me True Love?

[I was bound to a System that only makes me more attractive, but my mission is to find true love.] (No fixed pairing)

I awoke from the void with no memories.

A beauty System called "Custard Bun" bound itself to me. The price: transmigrate through countless worlds, become a cannon-fodder character destined to die young, and find true love.

Each year, it adds a little to my looks, promising that one day I'll be breathtakingly handsome.

The punishment for failure is "absolute ugliness."

In the first world, my face was ordinary, even downright ugly.

The System comforted me: "Host, this time we'll make it without relying on looks."

I stayed by that soul's side, clumsily warming him with endless time and a patient ear. At last, he clasped my hand and said, "All I've ever seen is you."

In that moment, I understood the first form of love: it can blossom beneath any face, as long as you dare to give all your time and your true heart.

In the second world, I had the most ordinary face imaginable.

The System announced: "Your attractiveness has increased slightly, but this time the recommended route is kindness."

I learned to treat the world gently and lend a hand to others, becoming a ray of light through countless small choices. At last, someone drawn to that light quietly told me, "It's your heart that makes you shine in my eyes."

I understood the second form of love: a beautiful soul is the brightest star of all.

With this still-naive understanding of love, I arrived in...

The third world.

I transmigrated into the arrogant school bully destined to be abandoned by everyone and meet a miserable end.

This time, the boy in the mirror had sharp eyes and a well-defined face, already showing the makings of a future heartthrob