The Host of the System Fragment Collection System in the DC and Marvel Universe Is Suffering

[This story will continue, but I'm stuck and racking my brains over the story next door. I'll update this one later.] Estelle had someone she adored from childhood. On the night she was secretly preparing to confess her feelings, an earthquake struck the city, burying her beneath the rubble.

At death's door, Estelle raised a hand to cover her face. All she wanted was to curse Gotham. No, she just wanted to survive. She'd do anything.

System 1101: You said it.

A chuunibyou System descended from the heavens and declaimed like a poetry recitation: "1101, summoned here, I ask you: are you my Master?"

Estelle: I'd rather just die.

For the person she hadn't confessed to yet, and for the pile of unspent cash at home, Estelle bore the humiliation and signed a contract. In quick transmigration worlds, she played the villain, putting up with one green tea and lovesick fool after another.

At last, after completing her missions and returning to her own world to claim her resurrection reward and original memories, aliens fired a spear at the System and smashed it to pieces.

System 1101: cursing and grumbling

Holding half a System, Estelle landed in the DC universe. To get her memories back, she had to search for protagonists everywhere. Looking at all the superheroes and supervillains filling the world, she was left with a huge question mark over her little head. Why did she feel like everyone was a protagonist?

Then, on a street in Gotham, she met a flying traffic light. No, a Robin.

Estelle: Oh no, my head's itching. It feels like I'm about to grow a lovesick brain.

From then on, Estelle set out to pursue the little red bird and collect System fragments.

Theme: At the end of winter, you'll meet spring.