Uesugi Tetsu traveled to Japan and discovered that he could draw cards to transform into demons and monsters from historical legends.

Moreover, all the evil spirits and monsters in the world can turn into ashes after death, providing support for his next card drawing.

【Laughing Prajna】

[Onmyoji's evaluation: A little demon who scares children for fun. Only his body is slightly strong. Not a concern.]

【……】

【Hundred Eyes Ghost】

[Onmyoji's evaluation: Born with a hundred eyes, while possessing captivating illusions, he lacks physical strength. He poses little threat.]

【……】

【Guhuo Bird】

[Onmyoji's evaluation: A nine-headed demon, its fire incinerates everything, capable of transforming into a human form and entering the mortal world! Extremely threatening!]

【……】

【Zhu Jiuyin】

Onmyoji's evaluation: ...

The ordinary world that fell into the abyss thousands of years ago has surfaced and reconnected with the human world. This was originally a golden age of demons and strange stories.

The hegemons of the times since ancient times are eager to take the initiative - the Twelve Crowned Ones are ordered to travel the world; Shuten-doji arrives with a vast kingdom; Aoandon attempts to once again start the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons; the Warring States daimyos raise their flags and mobilize their armies...

Unfortunately, Uesugi Che, who also possessed countless demonic talents, opened his eyes and separated the yin and yang.

He shook his head and sighed:

"You only know how powerful I am now."

"But I don't know——"

"How many good brothers turned into a handful of ashes and fell on the road I came here."

That year I woke up from underground, with the earth as my blanket and silence as my sleep.

A few years later,

…

A group of monsters from the mountains came to meet me, and I sat alone on the tower to spend the night.

In an era where humanity is facing its end, the world is a dangerous game of gods, miracles, and the supernatural. It's a place of extraordinary creatures, forbidden knowledge from books, and cyclical paradises—where every gift of fate comes with a hidden, heavy price.

The story follows the protagonist, Jiang Qing, who finds himself trapped in this reality. He introduces himself with a grim outlook: "My name is Jiang Qing. It's a pity that after tonight, I will disappear forever." He is on a predetermined path with no option for retreat; from the moment he opens the door in front of him, his past is erased, leaving only a single, long, and seemingly endless road forward. The narrative follows his journey as he navigates this world of scripts and survival, where every step is a struggle against a foretold doom.

Gao Shen accidentally joined a forum for strange stories.

This forum often posts strange stories, with vivid details that seem to have really happened. Users who post comments will also carefully analyze the source of the incident and how to solve it.

Users call each other "Tianshi", "Soul-calming", "Corpse-burning", "Coffin-carrying", "Exorcist Team"... The sense of immersion is too strong.

Gao Shen always thought that this was a communication website for supernatural enthusiasts until the prototype in the story appeared in the real world.

[Dark world view + suspense decryption + upgrade survival flow]

[Supernatural Revival] + [No Female Lead] + [Decisive and Ruthless] + [No Saint-like Compassion] + [Not a Lapdog] + [No System]

A summer camping trip turned into a one-way path to hell.

Lin Yi became entangled with an unspeakable "thing." It defied all logic, and with every heartbeat, the resounding bell of death tolled.

In a frantic escape, he stumbled into a decaying ancient temple, where the cold was bone-piercing.

In the darkness, a rusty ghost chain glowed with an ominous light.

Amid the despair of life and death, a brutal, cold power was forcefully injected into Lin Yi, and he became a ghost rider!

He was a living corpse, a cage for a vengeful spirit, and the price was clear and cruel: his life was being consumed little by little by the parasitic ghost.

The ghost's murderous intent was upon him, the temple doors were buckling, and with his life hanging by a thread, the instinct for survival overpowered everything else!

With his eyes bloodshot, Lin Yi shed all hesitation and boldly activated the non-human power within his body!

The eerie light erupted, and a pitch-black ghost domain instantly tore open space under his will.

Lin Yi narrowly escaped, but this was no liberation. The terrifying iceberg of the supernatural revival had merely revealed its tip.

This thorny path of controlling a vicious ghost was one where every step was soaked in the blood of his kind and the curses of the ghosts.

Power is poison; mercy is a grave.

As the world began its descent into the abyss, Lin Yi clutched the cold chain in his hand, understanding a brutal truth:

On this desperate chessboard, to survive, he had to be more ruthless than a ghost and more merciless than a man.

The heavy, bloody chapter had just turned its first page.

Lin Yi: "Welcome to... Purgatory!

Nie Weiyang, male, half-vampire, never-hidden number one on the battle power rankings, former assassin now Paladin, defender of Zhongzhou, player, world boss... To be honest, I don't have much personal work, mainly responsible for rescuing people, killing people, leaping and slashing evil gods, and saving the world. "...They say you have a moral level beyond the current era, and will even save obedient enemies from danger. Is that true?" "It's just a win-win situation." "So how do those dangers come about?" "It's just a matter of time." "Then... what if the enemy refuses to repent?" "Refuse to repent?" Nie Weiyang smiled kindly, his sharp fangs flashing with a cold light. "—Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

When the unpredictable Old Ones awakened, bringing their black mist and crimson moon, the world plunged into an eternal night of decadence. Less than 10% of humanity remained, huddled in the steam-belching Brass City. They exploited the Destiny Dimension to enter horrific dungeons and acquire extraordinary powers, yet they lingered on, on the brink of extinction. Then, the writer stepped forward. "Only the Old Ones can defeat the Old Ones!" Li En, a pink, oval-shaped cell cluster, consulted his diary, his two tiny tentacles alternating in front as he pondered deeply. "So, this is why I was summoned here?"

Ruan Hu became a demon. He turned into a beast on the ridge of the palace, staring at the mortals all day long.

On the first day, he watched the emperor listen to the poem in the imperial garden.

On the second day, he watched the emperor watch the dance and listen to the music in the palace.

The emperor changed beauties one after another, and they had fun every night.

His words could decide life and death, and he could take and give.

On the fourth day, Ruan Hu pushed the emperor into the lake.

He became the emperor.

The Barov family, a vast and mysterious clan of Arathor descent, possessed fiefdoms stretching from Brill in the north to Southshore in the west, from Tarren Mill in the south to Caer Darrow in the east. Reborn into such a family, Carlos was happy and content. In spring, he enjoyed the service of three thousand maids at Lakehold in Caer Darrow. Summers were spent escaping the heat in the apple orchards of Tarren Mill. Autumn brought vibrant red leaves to the maple forests of Brill. Winters were spent feasting on cod in Southshore. Whatever his needs, a simple ring of the Barov butler's bell would fulfill them. Such a life would make any trip to Azeroth worthwhile! If I hadn't played WoW, I almost would have believed it.