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My Capybara Soul in a Hollywood ScandalChapter 1 of 4 free

Chapter 1My Capybara Soul in a Hollywood Scandal

About 2,069 characters (~382 words) — this is Chapter 1, one of 4 free chapters on EditWrx Reads.

I am a capybara who somehow transmigrated into the body of a D-list actress caught in a massive internet scandal.

Facing a barrage of online hate.

I slowly chewed the cabbage in my mouth: “Sure, whatever.”

The internet: …

On a reality TV show, a spoiled rich heiress sneaked into my room late at night.

“Can I sleep holding you?”

I stared blankly and advised against it: “It’s best if you don’t.”

The heiress: “I’m going to.”

Me: “Alright then.”

The entire internet roasted me: [Her emotional stability is too good. I want to date her.]

And just like that, I skyrocketed to fame, with the whole internet screaming for me to be their mom.

I stared blankly at my phone, ready to type a reply.

When an elite New York billionaire gritted his teeth and warned: “If you dare reply with ‘Sure, whatever,’ just try it and see what happens.”

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My name is Capybara.

I am, literally, a capybara.

My face is squarer than a guinea pig’s, my body is covered in coarse brown hair, and petting me feels like petting a broom.

The daily to-do list for our capybara family consists of:

Spacing out. Taking a bath. Spacing out while taking a bath.

Eating grass. Spacing out. Spacing out while eating grass.

We are the most zen animals in the animal kingdom.

Don’t be fooled by our blank expressions; if you actually manage to provoke us…

Well, you’re basically punching cotton.

We usually can’t be bothered to move, but we are deeply beloved by the rest of the animal kingdom.

If the journey is long, Mr. Pelican lets me stand on his back and flies me there.

If the journey is short, Ms. Crocodile lets me stand on her back and gives me a ride.

When it’s time to eat, we stack up like Jenga blocks on our mom’s back.

As the youngest capybara, I lost my footing one time and tumbled down.

When I woke up, I had transmigrated into the body of a heavily scandalized D-list actress in the entertainment industry.

The system apologized to me: [Sorry, Host. I… I bound to the wrong soul.]

I sat up, staring blankly, and responded.

[Sure, whatever.]

The system: ???

[No, I said I bound to the wrong soul. Aren't you angry?]

[Mhm.]

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