Chen Xing: Hey everyone, I really want to play Stellaris, but seeing aliens makes me nauseous. Is it still possible to get into it? Emperor: Yes, bro, you can! ---------------------------------- (ps: This story is based on the author's personal experience, with just a little embellishment (●'◡'●))

A fanfiction of Mystery x Ember of the Long Night. I, Shang Jianyao, came into this world with only one goal: to save all of humanity! But who would have thought that upon opening my eyes I would find myself drinking an apprentice's potion and encountering the Night Watchman collecting gas meter readings... This is the story of Yao-ge saving all of humanity and his teammates with the help of the "New World"! PS: In the Mystery world, the New World has become Source Matter.

[Western fantasy + simulation + half-succubus, half-fox + not invincible + leveling up + dimensional warfare]

Mikoro was born into a world destined to be swallowed by the abyss, and because of his demonic bloodline, he was to be executed upon reaching adulthood.

Fortunately, he obtained the Life Simulator System, which allowed him to escape death time and time again, seize opportunities from the impossible, and finally become the Lord of Eldar and King Slaanesh at the end of the world.

After the first simulation, he saw a glimmer of hope in a seemingly hopeless situation and successfully elevated himself to the ranks of the extraordinary.

After the second simulation, he seized an opportunity amidst the demonic calamity and escaped the Blazing Sun Empire. From then on, he was free to roam the world!

After the third simulation, he established a stronghold in the northern border of the Mountain Kingdom, commanding a large army and many generals, and the region was thriving.

...

After countless simulations, he sat high in the sky, ascended the throne of Slaanesh, and as far as the eye could see was the Demon Kingdom of Ten Thousand Desires.

All thoughts and desires lead to lustful karma, and all sensory experiences ignite the fires of desire.

Endless demons chanted hymns of praise, their decadent sounds resounding throughout countless worlds:

"Sinking into the sea of ​​desire, singing and dancing wildly; "

Unrestrained and unbridled, he fell from sainthood to demonhood;

Salamu abounds, a perpetual celebration!

Lanzhus: "The stain of chaos will never disappear, Company Commander Titus. As the cleric of the new chapter, I will be watching you closely!" Titus didn't respond immediately, but turned to look at the other members of the new chapter. There was the Qinmu Chapter Commander, with a kitchen knife at his waist and a homemade gun made from a water pipe, the one with the highest proportion of human beings likely being a perennial veteran. There was the Tyranid Insect, convinced he was an apothecary and dedicated to healing the wounded. There was the traitor who worshipped the Emperor and served as the new chapter's think tank curator. There was the unconventional technocrat who shouted "Long live Omnisaya!"—a space necromancer who firmly believed he was human. There was the peace-loving green-skinned orc who enjoyed farming and construction. ...We are all different, but we are all truly human!

This book is also known as: *Blood Sacrifice to the God-Emperor*, *The Second Empire, Starting with Slaanesh, Has No Secrets*, and *Your Majesty, Please Abdicate*. When you arrive in a corrupt and decadent empire, sold into slavery in the arena, will you rely on blood and glory to overthrow the entire empire, or will you indulge in the carnal pleasures of noble and aloof ladies, beautiful and sexy female knights, elegant and alluring countesses, charming and beautiful duchesses, wild and fiery centaurs, bewitching drow elves, and graceful and elegant high elves? Or will you rely on intrigue to add a song of treachery to this corrupt empire? Or perhaps, the song of life can also be played in the crucible of humanity. For Asmodel, this is not important. Because, you just mentioned secrets, right?

Warhammer, Conrad's Apocryphal Book

In that despairing fiftieth millennium, the tentacles of the Great Devourer had swept across the galaxy, the space necromancers had returned, the new Tau Empire had risen, and the shadow of chaos remained.

In that final battle, all of the emperor's loyal sons returned.

However, even with a demigod leading the empire, it was still defeated.

When the last human fell beside the Golden Throne, the Emperor rose in despair, and the Dark Lord brought end and death to everything in the galaxy.

The warp bears witness forever; the mournful cry of the Dark Lord's birth was carried along by the surging waves of the warp to the glorious years of the Great Crusade.

And Conrad Coates, the emperor's most far-sighted son, saw all of this.

Near the Ghoul Sector in the northeastern part of the Milky Way, a Primarch Incubation Chamber crashed onto the planet Nostramore, a world of perpetual night. Conrad Kotz emerged from the dark crater onto the surface, arriving in the world of perpetual night. A destined fate of terror and darkness, an inescapable destiny of death! A slave to fate! The protagonist, Conrad Kotz, after a fragmented experience, witnesses a slight shift in his destiny, experiencing a rebirth from darkness to light, changing the world of perpetual night, rising like the sun!

This is the distant forty-first millennium. The emperor who once protected humanity has transformed into a cold, black sun. If no one can seize humanity's last chance for resurgence, then I will... make the galaxy burn once more!

America boasts simple folkways, and Florida is a land of talented individuals. A psychopathic killer in prison, a deviant family on the highway, zombies resurrected by voodoo, cursed demons, and unknown creatures beneath the surface of the sea. Having journeyed to the world of American horror, Luke has gained a mastery panel. As long as he continues to grind, he'll become stronger. [The Silence of the Lambs, Night Stalker, Saw, The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, The Hills Have Eyes, Wrong Turn, Alien, The Body Snatchers, The Living Dead, A Nightmare on Elm Street, Friday the 13th, Halloween, The Evil Dead, and The Deep Cold...]

In the fortieth millennium, knowledge is an eternal curse.

Tech Priest Exanders Statcali discovered a distress signal from ten thousand years ago, originating from a forgotten, dead world—Xerath.

There was no life there, only a steel ruin stretching across the continent, and a black pyramid that looked out of place, bearing the emblem of the Mechanicus.

When the exploration team entered the silent sanctuary, they discovered not the expected relic, but a terrifying creation, half-human, half-machine, imprisoned in a vessel. Its final warning was not a gift to humanity, but a death knell tolling for the entire galaxy:

"They're awake! Run!!!"

Now, Exanders must confront a harsh truth: some knowledge is not for mortals to grasp; some silences, once broken, are the end of eternity.