The sleepless nights engulfed darkness. I ran through the darkness, bloodthirsty monsters howling behind me. Through the thick fog, I seemed to see a faint light. It was a strange power! I had no choice but to throw myself into its arms. With it, perhaps I could survive. Beneath the shroud of fog, a combination of steampunk, witchcraft, and Cthulhu brought about the ultimate midnight revelry. I walked on the edge of darkness, between light and shadow. Nothing could control me, only shadows, everywhere... PS: This is a third-person perspective, and the protagonist is rational and cold.

The Outland God Anaric has many names. It is the evil god recognized by the secular world, the polluter of the world, the corrupter of souls, the invisible and intangible darkness and the end, leading everything to the end of collapse and extinction. The last time Anaric came to reality, all babies born within eleven years had no self-awareness, and only deformed bodies continued to devour and excrete endlessly.

However, believers who worship it claim that Anaric is the true god, the only god who has no origin and is not created, and has always existed. The gods that are widely worshipped today are nothing more than demons born from the breath of the true gods. To believe in them is to destroy the freedom of one's own soul.

Cesar doesn't know which is true and which is false, but Anaric's path has been like a bone-eating poison, filling his soul with madness. It is forcing him to step into the fate of the shadow of the evil god step by step.

Corruption is spreading, madness is spreading in people's hearts, religious disputes have set off wars of unprecedented intensity and scale, and various races are slaughtering each other with fanatical emotions, causing war, looting, plague, famine and death all over the world, and giving birth to more and more twisted evil things.

Who can be the savior? Anyone can, but he definitely can't.

Merlin awoke from the sound of fate, he saw this new world:

Steel has not yet awakened, and the glory of God’s domain is flying. In the cold glacier, the righteous man of God watches alone.

The orphan is still wandering, and the child has not returned home. On the turbulent ocean tide, the Queen of the Abyss is hard to tell.

Thugs chase north and chase north, Tinder saves hope. Beyond the faint stars, the soul of the data is blankly examined.

The king is still asleep, and the Titan myth is dead. In the unknown world, the darkness of the exotic land is quietly hidden.

In the intertwined story, can he see the future clearly?

The shadow of loyalty dies in flames.

The rekindled flame lighted in the shadows.

This is the game of the gods, the story of the night, the life of Merlin, and the legend of the shadow.

"Next, the most noble Knights of the Order of the Garter, Knights of the Grand Cross of St. Michael and St. George, Knights of the Order of the Grand Cross of Bath, Victoria Cross, and Knights of the Order of Merit, leader of the anti-colonial cause, East The bell ringer of the India Company, the hero of the Crimean War, a fellow of the Royal Society, a lifelong friend of great writers such as Dickens and Alexandre Dumas, a staunch supporter of scientific stars such as Faraday and Darwin, and served successively as the Home Office of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland, Assistant Under-Secretary, Under-Secretary and Permanent Under-Secretary in the Admiralty and other departments, the first Cabinet Secretary and Civil Service Minister of the Kingdom, the first graduate of the school and the most outstanding alumnus in history, the Honorable Sir Arthur Hastings in London Speech delivered at the 50th Anniversary Celebration of the University.”

Arthur's eyes swept across the audience, looking at the young faces, and murmured: "Agares, what do you think I should say?"

The shadow of the red devil floated behind him, and saliva almost flowed from the corners of his mouth: "Look at these ignorant souls, they still worship you as a hero, why don't you tell them something they like to hear?"

Arthur took a deep breath and let out a deafening roar: "Oxford is a bunch of sons of bitches!"

"oh!!!!"

The audience burst into thunderous applause.

"The same goes for Cambridge!" he added immediately.

The applause was even louder.

(The protagonist possessed by the devil travels through 19th century England, with a world view without demons)

In the rolling steam, steel and gears play the strongest melody.

The trains speeding on the railway tracks, the airships flying under the sun,

The secret medicine of the New World, the strange method of the ancient continent.

This is a strange world full of mystery.

Horst is a man who is very afraid of death.

Traveling into this dangerous world full of death, he felt a lot of pressure.

For this reason, he decided to change himself.

Let yourself die a few more times.

Once you get used to it, you won't be afraid anymore.

The incomplete fragment of the artifact carried a soul to the magical world we imagine, albeit a little too early. Voldemort was still Tom Riddle, Snape's mother hadn't been born yet, and the original Dark Lord was still striving for the greater good.

The male protagonist has no CP in the main text, but there is ambiguity in the early stage. Support ggad, Sili

[Path Sequence] [Native Cthulhu] [No Female Lead] [Exploration] [No System] [Non-Fun Story]

"Your role is [Fortune Teller]!"

“Please [play] your role well. This is the key to your survival and even escape from here!”

"In order to better immerse yourself in the role, please light a stick of incense for the Three Pure Ones!"

Qin Yangming woke up in a secret room with no memory. A card told him to light a stick of incense. He looked at the three connected, bloody fingers...

As more and more strange monsters appear, things develop more and more beyond common sense, and everyone's extraordinary powers begin to awaken...

33 sequence paths: announcer, soldier, street performer, sloth, farmer, cook, fortune teller, prisoner, teacher, prostitute, servant, scholar, doctor, police officer, arbitrator, storyteller, craftsman, fisherman, actor, hunter, mental patient... Each sequence has nine steps, and above the ninth step, there is the divine step.

Who can devour everything and ascend to the throne of God?

(Apocalyptic survival + eeriness + sequence + convoy + not a lone wolf)

A bizarre disaster strikes the world, wiping out half the population and forcing humanity to embark on a journey of escape.

To survive, one must constantly relocate, keeping in mind the five ironclad rules of survival for convoys.

First, you must not fall behind or be alone after dark, otherwise you will become a monster's plaything and die in endless despair and pain!

Second, the convoy must have at least ten people; otherwise, unidentified creatures may infiltrate the convoy, and the person you sleep with at night might not be a beautiful woman, but rather...

Third, you cannot stay in the same place for more than three consecutive days, otherwise strange things will come knocking.

Fourth, do not easily trust people who ask you for help, even if they are your friends or relatives.

Fifth, store enough food!

Please note that the eerie creature cannot be easily killed!

Even those with extraordinary abilities!

In his previous life, Chen Lin was just an ordinary person who, despite his best efforts, only lived for three years.

In this life, Chen Lin only wants to live!

Even if the apocalypse is cruel, as long as you survive, there is always hope to get through it!

[Highway Survival + Upgrading Supplies + Ruthless + Sequence + Bizarre]

The apocalypse has arrived, natural disasters are frequent, eerie paths have appeared, and the former prosperity has turned to dust.

The Bizarre cannot be killed; only the Sequence can deal with it.

In order to survive, humanity has no choice but to flee.

During his escape, Ye Fan awakened the upgrade and synthesis system, and his old, secondhand bicycle was heavily modified and put on the road.

Not daring to linger for even a moment, those unkillable monsters relentlessly pursued humanity...

To [Player]: This is the mystery of life and the journey of all things.

You will be stronger, become superheroes, and even touch the power of gods. But if it fails, it is death.

Because you have embarked on the evolutionary game of the highest sequence!

“Isn’t this just embarrassing Darwin?” Li Changhe murmured as he looked at the [player] who came from a distance: “It also embarrassed Newton by the way.”

Don’t spray if you don’t like hot blood