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0 Years Old to Superstar Chapter 1
Prologue
He died playing an unnamed extra role. Whether it was an accident or suicide, no one knew. It was because that memory was so old.
After that, he was reborn, died, and was reborn again. For some reason, his memories were never erased. The memories of every life he lived accumulated within him.
He created a library of lives.
Some lives were so long and vast that he placed them in a corner of the library, while others were so precious that he kept them in a place where he could easily take them out and often did.
He could not be reborn as a human.
Although he didn't particularly wish to be born as a human, he had been repeatedly reborn as other creatures, yet never as a human. It was strange.
Just as he thought he was starting to forget his first life, he was reborn again.
As a human.
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“Goo goo ga ga.”
The baby laughed. The newlyweds, Im Joon and Seo Eun-hye, clutched their hearts and fell over at the sight of the smile.
“Our baby is so cute...”
Seo Eun-hye's moan made Im Joon nod in agreement. Their seven-month-old baby was so gentle, it felt like a blessing. The baby ate well, pooped well, and never got sick.
Couples with babies of the same age envied Im Joon and Seo Eun-hye.
“Seo Jun! Seo Jun!”
“Daddy! Daddy!”
The baby laughed with a “Kyaah!” His round eyes sparkled, and his features were well-defined.
His smiling face was like the sunshine of spring, a very cute baby who seemed to have inherited only the best traits from his parents.
“Haaam.”
As the baby yawned, the couple's voices softened. Seo Eun-hye gently patted the baby's tummy, who was lying in the crib. Im Joon pressed the button on the CD player on the drawer, and a gentle children's song played softly.
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The baby, Seo Jun, opened his eyes.
‘Hmm.’
Seo Jun thought. Everything was too big.
The door in front of him was too big. It was the door to the library that contained the memories of his past life. His tiny hand, the size of a maple leaf, slapped the large library door.
The door did not open.
Of course, it didn't.
Sometimes he was born with below-average intelligence. Even then, he sometimes entered this library of memories.
When he was born with below-average intelligence, or a 'fool,' he would absorb the abilities in front of him without thinking. Sometimes these abilities exceeded the limits of his 'outer body,' and in such cases, his body would inevitably break down.
After dying several times like this, he tightly closed the library and made it so that only the doors that matched his 'body' would open.
‘Give up on this door.’
This large door would open with just a touch when Seo Jun's abilities grew.
Seo Jun waved his tiny hand. The large door disappeared to the side like a revolving door, and a smaller door appeared in front of Seo Jun.
There were many doors in the library. Each time a 'fool' appeared, he set a standard for abilities and created a library, so it seemed that many 'fools' had died.
He made the doors easy to see. The larger the ability, the larger the door, and the smaller the ability, the smaller the door.
The size of the books containing the memories of lives varied as well. If it was a long and large monster's life, there was a big and thick book, and if it was a short and small monster's life, there was a small and thin book.
Seo Jun continued to wave his hand. The doors gradually became smaller. Passing by doors the size of a five-story building and a three-story building, he finally reached a blue door the size of a doghouse. This was the smallest library in the place.
‘This is the library I made when I was a slime.’
Mourning the 'fool' slime that died three days after being born, Seo Jun sat on the floor in front of the small door, deep in thought.
The appearance in the library changed according to his current body. At seven months old, it was quite an achievement for him to sit on the floor by himself.
A few weeks ago, he was lying on the floor in front of the library door, staring at the tightly closed door. Sometimes he would roll over.
Perhaps because his head was so big, sitting was a bit tiring, so Seo Jun flopped down.
‘If it were any other time, I would have opened it and gone in already...’
Opening the door was simple. All he had to do was touch the library door.
Seo Jun kicked his legs up into the air.
Kick kick.
‘Human babies grow so slowly.’
Even if he entered through a door this size, the only books he would be able to see would be useless ones, like the book about a slime that just jumps around or the book about a fairy that just sparkles and flies.
Seo Jun, who had been reborn and assessed the situation, learned the necessary skills and recorded them. With so many lives, some had surely been forgotten.
Since this was his first human life, he needed to look through the books to see what was appropriate and what essential abilities he needed.
‘But, well, I don't really need to look at them right now...’
As a baby, eating, sleeping, and pooping were his main activities.
Of course, he had been doing the [Elf's Basic Breathing Technique] since he was conscious, which he always did when he was reborn with a light (good) disposition.
His sparkling, handsome appearance as a baby was all thanks to the Elf's Basic Breathing Technique.
Seo Jun stopped kicking his legs and rolled over. Rolling over was now very easy for him.
‘Huh?’
When he turned over and lay on his stomach, he noticed a very small door next to the doghouse-sized door. It was a door the size of his face.
Ignoring its small size, it was a dark, black door covered in dust, which is why he hadn't noticed it before. Discovering it now was quite an achievement.
‘I've never seen anything like this...’
Tilting his head, he reached out and pressed the pattern on the door. The door slowly opened.
He stuck his head inside. It got stuck at his shoulders, but it was fine. Inside, there was only one book.
Seo Jun pulled his head out and reached in with one hand to grab the book. It was a book he had never seen before.
The book he pulled out looked very old. It was covered in dust, and it seemed like a single breath would turn each page into dust and blow it away.
The baby slowly opened the book.
The book was written in Korean.
Seo Jun knew that the memories of his lives recorded in Korean gradually turned into monster scripts. This was because the monster scripts felt more comfortable to him subconsciously.
But this book was entirely written in Korean.
It was his first life.
The only thing Seo Jun remembered about his first life was that he was an unnamed actor. He couldn't remember how he died.
The baby spread the old book on the floor and slowly read it. The Korean was awkward, but he read it slowly, recalling his memories.
The book was interesting.
It was the story of a man—himself, but it felt like someone else because the memory was hazy—who struggled to become an actor but never became famous and died in an accident during filming.
‘Hmm.’
At the end of the book, there was a short message. It must have been the last thought he had before he died.
-If I am reborn, I want to be an actor. In my next life, I want to be the main character.
Sitting in front of the old book on the floor, the baby fell into deep thought.
His heart, which had become indifferent after many lives, felt a slight flutter. He thought about whether he had ever lived as passionately as this man to achieve something.
No.
At first, he was just trying to survive, and later, life became too boring.
The baby smiled wryly.
He felt moved by the book.
‘Great! Let's do it, actor!’
The baby looked at the book in front of him.
‘No, that's not it.’
He tapped the book as if to comfort his past self, who had died pointlessly.
‘Just being an actor is nothing! I have to be a superstar.’
He would become a superstar whose name would be remembered throughout history.
The baby made this promise in front of the book of the unknown actor.
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