Zhou Yue’s spawn point was a crowded plaza.
Playing for the first time, he was incredibly nervous, standing awkwardly among the throng of people, his gaze darting around.
"Any decent folks here willing to trade sincerity for sincerity?"
Just then, Zhong Yi’s booming voice cut through the noise.
Zhou Yue, as if spotting a lifeline, immediately raised his hand and rushed forward without hesitation. "Old Zhong! Me! Pick me!!"
Zhong Yi led Zhou Yue away, spouting meaningless chatter to avoid drawing attention.
"You wanna trade sincerity with me? Get inside."
Zhong Yi pointed to the entrance of a shop.
In Demon Slayer, as long as someone was within line of sight, they could hear conversations.
So, stepping into an enclosed building was the perfect way to talk in secret.
"Old Zhou, your acting is way too stiff!" Zhong Yi complained the moment they entered.
"Not everyone’s a natural-born swindler like you," Zhou Yue shot back.
"First, I’ll teach you how to strike… The moment you see someone, spam the attack skill. That way, as soon as they’re in range, you’ll automatically swing."
Zhong Yi began his tutorial.
"Got it!" Zhou Yue nodded earnestly.
"Shit! Shen Yan’s eavesdropping outside—we’re exposed! Kill him, quick!!"
Zhong Yi suddenly spotted half of Shen Yan’s head peeking through the doorway and immediately gave chase.
"Old Zhong, I’m coming too!" Zhou Yue’s blood boiled with excitement.
Damn, just getting his demon identity and already a target?
Talk about perfect timing!
"Brother Shen, warm me up with a little spar!"
Shen Yan’s role was [Constable], and he carried a blade.
But one blade couldn’t hold off two demons. After one strike, he’d be locked in cooldown, leaving him no choice but to flee.
As he ran, he frantically spammed his attack skill.
If anyone got within range, he’d at least take one down with him—that way, he wouldn’t die for nothing!
Just then—
Around the corner—
Zhou Qiaoling wandered by, looking utterly listless.
"Miss Zhou!! Run!! Both of them are demons!!!"
Shen Yan shouted while sprinting, his attack skills firing wildly without a target.
To his shock, Zhou Qiaoling didn’t retreat—instead, her expression lit up with excitement.
"What? Demons!?"
Her eyes gleaming, Zhou Qiaoling dashed forward with quick, eager steps.
Her role was [Scout].
She’d been waiting for the perfect moment to show Zhou Yue just how thrilling Demon Slayer could be!
Talk about perfect timing!
Seeing Zhou Qiaoling charge instead of flee, Zhong Yi frowned.
"Your girl’s probably armed—prepare to clash blades! One each—kill them and we win!"
Zhong Yi barked orders.
"Ha! Blade clash? Leave it to me!!"
Zhou Yue, invigorated, kept spamming his attack skill even without a locked target.
"Damn it, Miss Zhou, don’t—"
Just as Zhou Qiaoling got too close, Shen Yan yelped in alarm.
He’d been spamming his attack skill too, and as he tried to warn her—
Snap!
Zhou Qiaoling stepped right into Shen Yan’s attack range and was instantly cut down.
And because of the [Constable]’s mechanic—killing a good player meant dying alongside them—
One strike, two lives.
Zhong Yi froze mid-step, stunned by the sudden turn.
And in that split second of hesitation—
He, too, stepped into Zhou Yue’s maximum attack range.
Snap!
Another life reaped.
Staring at Zhong Yi’s corpse, Zhou Yue blanked.
He’d been ready to carve out glory side by side with Zhong Yi—who could’ve imagined…
He’d be the one to cut him down?
Overwhelming grief crashed over him, regret tearing at his heart.
"AHHH—!!"
Zhou Yue roared, his surging spiritual energy forcibly disconnecting him from the game.
Eyes bloodshot, he clutched his face, wailing in anguish.
"Old Zhong!!"
"Ah…"
"Old Zhong!! AHH—!!"
……
"So you’re saying Shen Yan killed Zhou Qiaoling, and then Zhong Yi killed Shen Yan, resulting in a double death?"
During the voting phase, the entire room fell into stunned silence after Zhou Yue’s explanation.
None of them were newbies. They quickly pieced together the scenario:
Shen Yan was a [Hero], Zhong Yi was the [Constable], and Zhou Qiaoling was also a good role.
"In that case, Brother Zhou must be innocent."
"Hard to say… If someone else claims [Hero], they might be bluffing."
"Bluffing? Did you see how hard he was crying just now??"
"Honestly, I almost thought Brother Zhong really died…"
"That level of acting? Impossible!"
"Let’s just skip the vote."
……
Under the sympathetic gazes of the crowd, Zhou Yue was baffled.
Well…
Maybe Zhong Yi’s death wasn’t so bad?
Somehow, he’d become the undisputed innocent in everyone’s eyes.
‘To honor Old Zhong’s will… I must win!’
Zhou Yue steeled his resolve.
He wouldn’t let Zhong Yi’s sacrifice be in vain!
Already, he was plotting his next moves to turn the tide.
‘My role is [Skinwalker]—I can shapeshift into others…’
After careful consideration, he realized the brilliance of his ability.
By mimicking others, he could mislead the group, obscure his movements, and find the perfect moment to strike!
Zhou Yue respawned in a cowshed, a smirk curling his lips.
His eyes burned with confidence.
"Old Zhong, watch over me from the heavens!"
"I won’t let your death be for nothing!"
As a demon with blood already on his hands, he no longer felt like a rookie.
Zhou Yue ran through simulations in his mind, envisioning every possible outcome.
Footsteps approached from around the corner.
"Target locked."
His finger hovered over the kill command, ready to strike.
The [Gatekeeper of the Mystic Heaven Sect], oblivious to his fate, turned the corner.
"In an illusion realm like this, where luck means nothing… I! AM! INVINCIBLE!"
Zhou Yue laughed wildly as he unsheathed his crimson-black blade and swung—
In an instant, the [Gatekeeper of the Mystic Heaven Sect] collapsed into a lifeless heap…
Only for two familiar faces to burst out of his stomach.
Mu Yawen: "Thanks for saving us, Senior Brother Zhou!"
Guo Yunwen: "Wait… Why does Senior Brother Zhou have a blade!!?"
Zhou Yue’s grin shattered.
"GODDAMMIT!!"
"WHY DID I JUST KILL A [GLUTTON]!?"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
