The power of a higher civilization begins to erode the entire world. Our world order begins to crumble, disintegrate, and turn to ash. A system called the Old Games sweeps the globe; from now on, to survive, we can only do the following: 1. Strive to survive in every Old Games. 2. Don't move or look where you shouldn't, and complete each game's main quest. 3. "Stay sane!" does not include: 1. Tricking an NPC and making them copy the Ghoul Codex 100 times as punishment. 2. Using the skill [Slide] against the Deep One. 3. Sacrificing an NPC... Mist spreads across the desolate and barren plains, and believers and non-believers will eventually set foot on this land. 'It' is there, and everything seems almost insignificant to 'It'. Even death itself has no such meaning. Where will the world go? ... Cthulhu, Investigators, Role-Playing Groups, Global Game System

"Player Xu Ruoguang, may I ask when you were playing top laner in omg, you often scolded uzi and got kicked, is there such a thing?"

"No, absolutely not."

"Player Xu Ruoguang, is it true that you forced faker to substitute Hou Ye to match you after joining SKT?"

"Oh, is that permissible?"

"Player Xu Ruoguang, you told Smeb to see a psychiatrist, is this always true?"

"fakenews!"

Xu Ruoguang put on an inscrutable smile and played the accordion.

"Player Xu Ruoguang, I heard that you often put pressure on Ah Shui to make him train crazily every day. In the interview, he said that he was stunned by the dog. Is this always true?"

"Hehe, it's all fake."

He is the recognized pressure kid in the league.

He is the "traitor" top laner who won the championship after leaving the LCK

He is a stress monster who will curse at lazy dogs every now and then.

But the elegant and easy-going Xu Ruoguang was really wronged.

Who calls the system he binds called the pressure system?

"What kind of job is such a dish? Go home and raise pigs!"

Looking at the young contestant with a pig's liver face, Xu Ruoguang nodded in satisfaction, and he saved another lost boy.

Little contestant: Can you eat pancakes? Old stuff, your resin 666!

In this war-torn world, countless people are struggling for life and death.

Some people do it for rights, some do it for survival, and some do it for the world...

On that rainy day.

Luo Yan broke into this world so recklessly.

Holding a three-foot green sword in his hand, under the leadership of a group of snare killers, he hunted down a pregnant woman with a big belly.

Throughout the entire Song Dynasty, the Yan and Yun regions were never recovered, and the Song Dynasty was constantly bullied by foreign enemies... As the Southern Song Dynasty was about to fall, he was determined to accomplish those great achievements that the entire Song Dynasty had failed to achieve.

Fanfiction by sprunki.

Blood and death filled this land,

The dark clouds of war are floating in the sky over the city,

Gray, the devil incarnate, lingers in the shadow of the city.

He is weak, very weak...

Extraordinary, strange, divine,

The Golden Man, the Sinner, and the Corrupt Original Government,

"I offer you everything I have for your protection."

"allow."

Under the protection of the moody Blake and the mentally unstable Wenda, Gray is safe, temporarily.

"Give fear and death to everyone, and the Lord of Darkness will surely come to the world!" Blake said.

With death all around us, how long can even the calmest and most easy-going person remain normal? This world has gone mad long ago!

(Boring, the author wants to see rivers of blood!)

Villain story, dark story, contains bloody and violent plots, do not read if you don't like it, urban story, no CP tendency (maybe), friendship (?

Mainly the killing group Shashasha and the like.

(The author is a bit crazy, so it's normal for the characters to be crazy, right? The author is not a little devil.)

The immortal way is revived, and the world is in great contention!

Before the White Jade Capital, a host of heroes arrived, a mighty army descended, banners covering the sky.

Xu Li looked at him coldly, pointed his sword, and a sword came from the west, the sword light darkening the sun:

"Can this sword cut off your immortality?"

then……

Ten thousand soldiers died, and all the heroes passed away!

The body is like a feather and life is like weeds.

I have seen the darkest night, so the bright and burning flame in my heart will never waver.

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Man's first requirement is to live, the second is still to live, and the third is still to live… In certain circumstances, living becomes a luxury. In hell, we look up at heaven, reaching out our hands. Though we cannot touch heaven, we can at least get closer to it. We sing in hell, we give thanks in hell, we love in hell, we kill in hell. We embrace each other with tears in our eyes, then plunge daggers into each other's chests, not for anything else, but for that faint, almost imperceptible gratitude. The world of the Song Dynasty is my bondage, and also my sky. Only birds that soar in flight understand the meaning of the sky. The Emperor said—"Lend me a corner of the royal mansion, so you and your child may find refuge." Tie Xinyuan said—"I will repay a drop of kindness with a spring of gratitude, but you cannot ask for anything. Whatever reward I give you, you must accept it." I may be smarter than all of you. In a sense, I am a prophet, I am a philosopher, I am a god!