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.

[Fantasy] [Infinite Stream] [Evil Forces] [Suspense]

(No Romance | Pure Heart and Soul | Grim and Surreal)

I knelt at the peak of a mountain of corpses,

a blood-red thread burrowing into my finger bones like a parasite.

The monks—those cursed souls they called “disaster stars”—

met death with open, festering eyes, reflecting the droplets in my palm.

Even in ruin, they watched.

This is an era sustained by soul power,

where both “righteous” and “disaster stars” are born marked by fate.

But fate is a crooked thing.

My master and I hunted the Lifeng Sect,

a cult of madness and slaughter,

whose disciples would butcher their own families under twisted convictions.

Are they insane? No—

They have shattered their minds to touch something beyond sanity.

In my hand, I carry the healing drops—a pure counter to their venomous gu.

Even the corrupted skies seem to bend in my favor now.

“If the gods allow evil to flourish,

then let me become the one who poisons evil itself.”

Let the monks rot.

Let the threads tighten.

Let the drops fall.

I walk not the righteous path,

but the necessary one.

This story begins in 2013. Mobile internet was booming, and everything familiar was undergoing rapid change. New trends emerged, challenging the traditional values of an ancient nation. It was a year of turmoil and prosperity. Some said it was a time of declining moral principles and a decline in moral values, perhaps the worst of times. Others said it was a year of vibrant energy, simplified government, and clean laws, perhaps the best of times...

Dr. Dalton Wyatt, a renowned scientist and inventor, is reincarnated into the body of a high school student named Dalton Wyatt. Due to unfortunate circumstances and a complicated life, Dalton Wyatt chooses suicide. The new world is completely different from Earth, yet similar in some ways. Unlike the peaceful Earth, humanity in this new world fights monsters and struggles for survival. Mortals are no match for these mythical and legendary creatures; some blessed humans can actively control their souls, manifesting soul power and becoming Card Apprentices, fighting for humanity's chance at survival. Card Apprentices are those who make contracts with grimoires and use various powerful and useful cards to fight monsters and conquer dungeons. Grimoires grant Card Apprentices the ability to create and fuse cards, and most importantly, allow them to unleash their full potential in card duels. Although this world has scientific concepts, it doesn't focus on electronics and industrialization like on Earth. Here, cards are used for everything, eliminating the need for electronic devices. This new world highly values ​​grimoire abilities, card creation, and card fusion. Arriving in a world where money truly buys power, Dr. Dalton must earn a living. Fortunately, thanks to his information and knowledge from another world, card creation is much easier for him than for other card apprentices. Dr. Dalton creates and sells various perfect, powerful, and useful cards, gradually becoming stronger in this monster-filled world in order to survive.

An unknown event awakens everyone on Earth to become Card Masters. The world enters a data-driven mode, and countless secret realms descend upon Blue Star. Countless demons and monsters wreak havoc on the world, and behind these secret realms lie connections to countless other worlds. Card Masters rise to power, wielding extraordinary strength to explore the truth behind these secret realms. The protagonist, Lu Ziye, awakens a god-level talent and discovers the entrance to the "Howling Cave" secret realm in the basement of his own villa. Seizing this great opportunity, he commands spirit beasts, rises rapidly, and traverses various secret realms, seeking the unknown truth behind them.

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.