Daniel lounged back on the sun-warmed pool chair, sweat glistening on his broad chest as he casually sipped a glass of ice water and scrolled through his phone. His legs sprawled confidently, his sculpted frame barely contained in the snug black swim trunks that hugged his powerful thighs. He wore a backwards cap, massive headphones over his ears, and a lazy, satisfied grin that screamed self-assurance. Every now and then, a group of girls would giggle as they passed, stealing glances at him—and he’d flash them a knowing smirk, as if that had always been his reality.
And as far as Daniel knew… it had.
Only a few days ago, Daniel had been the least noticeable guy on the trip. He was wiry, short, and always the “funny friend,” not the one who drew attention. Sick of always playing second fiddle to his ripped, confident buddies, he’d been scrolling through his phone one night at the hotel and came across an ad for the ReMod App. It looked like some silly avatar-editing game, so he downloaded it, laughed at how you could tweak your height, body hair, jawline, and even “confidence aura.” He sculpted the perfect version of himself—tall, tan, muscular, and undeniably hot—and clicked confirm.
What he hadn’t noticed were the settings at the bottom:
[✓] Reality Rewrite
[✓] Self Forget Enabled
When the transformation hit, Daniel didn’t feel a thing. Because as far as he knew, he had always looked like this.
Gone were his old insecurities and self-deprecating humor. In their place was easy charm, natural swagger, and a track record of attention from both women and men alike. His friends never questioned the shift—because to them, Daniel had always been the alpha of the group.
There were no old photos, no records of who he used to be. Every image, ID, and memory had been rewritten to reflect the body he now had. The ReMod App, now deleted and forgotten, had done its job perfectly.
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