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[Cthulhu + Amber-style progression + villain protagonist + no system + decisive killing + dark humor + unhinged energy + single female lead + sequence containment] Xu Mo: “In the twenty-second century, all you need is a brain-computer interface helmet to experience a fully immersive, physically realistic game world.” “Why did I choose this starting character? Naturally, because she’s a beautiful girl... no, wait, naturally because weaker characters offer more of a challenge.” “As a veteran player of this game, I’ve already piloted the weakest starting character through countless endings.” “I have battled dragons in the mountains. I have gambled with ancient evil gods in the void.” “I have brought endless sin and death upon the world. I have also led revolutions that set entire continents ablaze.” “This game has an incredible degree of freedom. Sure, every ending ends with the world being destroyed, but every run gives you something new.” “But this time, there’s a small problem...” “Where the hell did my logout button go?” “And why has the character I’m controlling suddenly gained self-awareness and started fighting me for control of her body?!” “She is the convergence of countless beginnings and endings.” “She is an angel of light, and also the butcher of the night.” “She brings madness, blood, and fire. Yet wherever she passes, flowers and hope bloom together.” “She is... she is...” — The Book of Answers

Ansu is reincarnated into a game world… and right at the start, he’s about to be brainwashed by the main antagonist — the World Ending Witch. To control him, the witch hypnotizes him every day, planting psychological suggestions until he slowly becomes her loyal tool. Fortunately, Ansu has a cheat ability: he can simulate the future and preview every bad ending. So he pretends to be successfully hypnotized, secretly waiting for a chance to escape. Since someone under hypnosis can’t lie, everything he says will be taken by the witch as his true feelings. Hmm… maybe he can use this to farm affection points, so she’ll become more and more reluctant to kill him? And thus, Ansu begins his “operations.” Good news: The witch’s attitude toward him keeps getting better. Bad news: It’s getting too good… Oh no. He’s completely trapped now.

Transmigrated into a high-martial world, Ye Lin was reduced to doomed cannon fodder in a book. Facing the relentless pressure of the destined protagonist, stuck in an unwinnable dead end, he had originally planned to fight to the death. Yet in his moment of desperation, a real cultivation game launched ten years early—just for him! One year in the game was only a single day in reality, and both his cultivation base and treasures could be materialized in real life at any moment. As the server's sole player, every action he took granted him server-first achievement traits as rewards. Poor Spiritual Root? Unlocked the [Diligence Compensates for Clumsiness] trait, yielding a hundredfold return on effort. Only one life? Unlocked the [Time Walker] trait, allowing him to rewind time upon death every day. Scarce resources? Activated the [Random Replication] trait, replicating resources up to a thousand times over. ... Over ten years, Ye Lin defied fate to change his destiny, quietly grinding from a nobody into a Dao Ancestor and casually slaying the destined protagonist along the way. ... Ten years later, the Blue Planet suffered a catastrophe as evil gods of ten thousand races descended. The cultivation game officially launched, forcing all desperate humans on the Blue Planet to become players and prepare to survive by cultivating in an otherworldly realm. Yet right at that moment, a single finger suddenly reached out from within the game, instantly turning every evil god to ash. Awestruck, the players flooded into the game to check, only to behold a leaderboard in utter disbelief. Player: Ye Lin Dao Name: Tai Cang Cultivation: Invincible Dao Ancestor! ... Staring at the screen, every player went entirely numb: "The game literally just launched... and you've already become a Dao Ancestor?!"

Under the blood-red moonlight, listening to the whispers of ancient gods, a transmigrator steps into this new world of steam and steel. The Twelve True Gods sit high upon their thrones, while the Great Old Ones linger within memory. Mysteries from the Dreamlands, unfathomable artifacts, potions of the new world, and secret arts of the old. On Victorian-style streets, Lynch opens the door to his detective agency—and falls into deep thought at the tentacles knocking outside. Is there any saving someone with excessively high ‘inspiration’? Waiting online. Urgent.

Wu Yao received a mysterious invitation to participate in the closed beta of a game called Elderan: The Eternal Moon. Then she opened her eyes on a pyre. The firewood crackled beneath her feet while the surrounding crowd shouted, "Purify the evil!" What evil? That has nothing to do with a player. A rain of Fireballs sweeps the ground—killing three mobs right at the start to set the mood. ———— This is the continent of Elderan, where witches have been hunted to near extinction, mages usurp high positions, corruption swallows all vitality, and the ordinary people barely eke out a living under exorbitant taxes. Until Elderan's Eternal Moon finally shines its light upon this land— Monsters that drop materials? Farmed! Oppressed NPCs? All of you, come work for me! The cursed Moonlight Forest? That's my territory! Slandered and hunted witches? The player is rushing over to save you! Though this player... might be a teeny-tiny bit dangerous.

"What? Joining Tianyun Peak means I'll die?" "No way, I'm going to a different peak." Having transmigrated into a book, Wang Xuanyi learned that he would meet his demise if he joined Tianyun Peak, so he decisively turned right around and joined Tianzhu Peak instead. Even though Tianyun Peak was teeming with countless beauties, he dared not set foot there. As the saying goes, the beauties belong to the protagonist. Why would a minor supporting character get mixed up in that—unless he has a death wish? An aloof, breathtaking master, a haughty eldest senior sister, a gentle and considerate second senior sister, a petite and delicate junior sister, an adorable youngest junior sister... Sorry, Old Wang doesn't need any of that. He thought having an old geezer who loved alcohol like his own life and an obedient little Martial Junior Brother on Tianzhu Peak would be plenty. Until many years later...

The game Tribulation of Ten Thousand Races had a notoriously toxic plot flaw: forced garbage right at the start—the stunning Sword Immortal Bai Zhirou was guaranteed to suffer a scripted death, forced to detonate her Sword Heart to forcefully balance character stats. Yet, the game had crazy high replayability. Players could be righteous cultivators upholding justice or demonic practitioners wreaking havoc across the land. Although every playthrough got stuck right at the point of ascending to the Immortal Realm, each run offered a brand-new experience. Jiang Ye, a professional power leveler wearing a brain-computer helmet, launched his tenth playthrough. But this time, he hit a bug—he could actually control the character early! Without hesitation, he took over the battlefield! Jiang Ye: "Hehehe, get wrecked, you scrubs!" He easily cleared the so-called "scripted death." Looking at the successfully activated Sword Heart, his lips curled up into a wild smirk, only to discover in shock: Where is my log-out button? Who stole it?! Jiang Ye: Oh crap, why can't I control the character again? Oh crap, how did the character develop her own consciousness? Oh crap, I really became the old mentor spirit! Talk about three craps in a row... ------------- Facing a genius of the demonic path, Jiang Ye executed a Perfect Dodge. "Huh, the Ah San dodge mod is still working? Watch my Ah San Execution then—yep, still as flashy as ever." Bai Zhirou: "Heh, I might as well throw this body away..." Years later, when a Demon King descended to annihilate countless living beings and the ten thousand races fell into despair... "Clang, clang, clang..." The familiar sound of parrying echoed once more. "Sword Immortal Bai! She's here! She's marching in with her custom BGM!"

Transmigrated into an absurdly difficult otherworld, Lovene became the Saintess of the Church of Morning Light. She thought the rest of her life would be worry-free — until she watched the previous Saintess turn into a pool of blood on the altar. A Saintess isn't a god's spokesperson. She's a flesh-and-blood key used to awaken an ancient god. The Church branded a seal into her soul. She can't escape, and she can't fight her way out either. Luckily, she has a special ability: whenever someone feels heartbroken over her, she grows stronger. So she chose Mia — a girl everyone spat on and called a "calamity star," a fool who'd repay even a sliver of warmth with her own life. Lovene's plan was perfect: Take in Mia, make her the one and only knight sworn to her side, shower her with meticulous love and care, let her feel how beautiful the world could be, then pretend to fall deeply in love with her too, making her fall for Lovene in return... And then, die tragically in front of her. By then, Mia's grief would become the purest fuel, enough to shatter the seal and break Lovene free from her cage! ... The plan went off without a hitch. When she died in front of Mia, the girl's grief nearly launched her straight to the top. Except... What do you mean Mia died for love right alongside her?! What do you mean time rewinds the moment Mia dies?! What do you mean she's alive again?! ... Late one night, a panicked Lovene found herself pinned to the bed by Mia, her wrist gripped hard enough to hurt. "Your Highness, do you know something? You've died countless times already — and every single time, I brought you back." Mia lowered her head, her breath brushing against Lovene's ear. "This time, I won't let anything happen to you again."

After a terminally ill boy closes his eyes, he awakens once more to find himself transported to another world — and not just as anyone, but as the lofty Demon King himself. He successfully inherits supreme power capable of standing against the entire world. Yet there are always fools who overestimate themselves and dare challenge the Demon King’s might. “When I had just transmigrated and didn’t know anything, I let it slide. But now… what should you call me?”

On Awakening Day, Lin Yuan tested as an F-rank Lightning-type ability user. The whole crowd burst into laughter. “F-rank lightning? Just a walking light bulb!” “Grew up in an orphanage—what talent could he possibly have?” When Lin Yuan went to find Su Zhen—his father’s sworn brother—to reclaim the relic his parents entrusted to him before their death, Su Zhen openly went back on his word and even set a ten-day challenge, intending to publicly humiliate him. Lin Yuan remained expressionless and turned to leave. “Since your Su family wants to humiliate me in public… to step on me, Lin Yuan of the Lin family, to rise higher…” “Then let’s see—in ten days, who humiliates whom!” What no one knew… was that a second ability slumbered within him— S-rank: Space-Time. Bound to the [God-Level Ability System], he can gain infinite stat points by hunting monsters! F-rank lightning too weak? Kill! Add points—F to E, E to D—climbing all the way to the Thunder God! Got space-time powers too? Kill! Kill! Kill! Break through realms—bend time and space to his will! Geniuses from major factions: “666… that’s insane! Lin Yuan isn’t even pretending anymore!” From the underground demon caverns comes a wail: “The moment I heard Lin Yuan’s stomach growl, I knew the sky was about to collapse!”