This is a fanfic based on Arknights. The rating is low because of rating manipulation. It contains original settings, so please be aware! (I'm saying this three times because it's important: It contains original settings!!! It contains original settings!!! It contains original settings!!!)

The main characters are little girls, and the story revolves around sisterly love. The interactions are limited to nothing more than physical contact. If you find this disturbing, please don't watch!

Layered Armor (The author is a newbie writer, so there may be repetitions or inadequate emotional descriptions. The early chapters may be a bit drawn out, focusing on character development. Please be gentle with your criticism, as there may be some personal interpretations included.)

What kind of stories will unfold on Earth after Skadi, the fifth god of the sea, is unwittingly abducted?

Earth: I never spit out the bones when I eat white hair, but she has no bones!

Doctor: What the hell is this?! Holy crap, a living, un-knife-wielded white-haired creature! I immediately started licking it like crazy.

Kal'tsit: You and your race make me laugh... I'm not talking about you, don't look at me like that.

(The plot will contain some minor angst. Kaya's character is that of a blank slate meeting Skadi, the aloof orca (scratch that). As we all know, when two airheads meet, an unsolvable law is formed. There will be explanations of this in the chapter.)

Lin Jingyu failed to complete the "I'm Surrounded by Beauties" game and was reborn as an eight-year-old succubus boy, becoming Hao Hao's classmate. At the start, Hao Hao's mother saw him and took him home. Later, beauties like Zheng Ziyan and Shen Huixing discovered Lin Jingyu's secret. "Sister Lin, you don't want more people to know your secret, do you?"

Ice and snow sealed away civilization, and storms extinguished steam—this was the post-Victorian era when a prosperous steam-powered civilization was destroyed by the harsh cold.

As a bishop banished to the frigid north by a mere decree, he fights for lost power, forging a fortress of faith amidst blizzards and apocalypse, guiding lost sheep through mercury and steam.

“I am not a shepherd, I am just a psychoanalyst who couldn’t find a job and was looking for another one.” — Bishop of the St. Lucia Winter Cathedral, Diocese of Speyside, the prayer master of the seven northern cities, the gatekeeper of Eden, the enemy of the frost giants, the remnant of the golden age, the keeper of the secrets of the old civilization, the spiritual mentor and psychiatrist of legendary knights, archmages, kings, popes, the poor, and wanderers. Siren Dellandt said this.

"The foolish princess of the fallen Byzantine nation calls herself the Invincible Sun, intent on restoring the glory of Rome." "In the frozen forests of the north, the roar of the King of the Wild Hunt echoes amidst the blizzard." "Heretical machinery is destroying the foundations of heaven. The navigator's charts have opened a passage to a new world, where the devil lurks, bewitching people with gold." "The iron cavalry of the steppes neighs, yet the shadow of Eternal Heaven lingers." "And I, your Messiah, the Son of God, the Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire, the World Conqueror, the Sultan of Two Worlds, the Lord of Hosts commanding legions of angels and demons, have but one command." "Crusade! Crusade! Crusade!!!" [I have been a Messiah, this is not random writing] [Fantasy + historical remakes + mythology. The author has a 2.5 million-word collection of excellent books (blacklisted)...

Supernatural phenomena have revived, the gates of hell have opened, and the mortal realm overlaps with reality. Ancient taboos have become the laws of survival, the thousand-year-old sorcerer has awakened, and hundreds of ghosts roam the human world at night. Strange arts, forbidden spells, folk tales, urban legends... the Bureau of Abnormal Creatures Investigation, the Foundation for Containing the Strange, the Revelation Society... Coffin, Nuo, Liang, Ling, Di, Qi, Yong, Shi—the eight gates of folk burial. The coffin is the first of the eight gates. The movement of carrying a coffin is forbidden by the supernatural. ... "Ji Yun, I've never heard you say what your family does." "We do a small business in the town." "What kind of business is so mysterious?" "We run a coffin shop." "..." PS. If you're looking for something to read, check out the 3 million+ pent-up books "Cataclysmic Card King" and "Mechanical Alchemist."

[Steam Magic] [Cthulhu] [SCP Foundation]

Please note that the following files are only available to investigators at Level 1 or above. Please double-check your own security clearance level before reading.

If one reads the archives in violation of regulations or illegally accesses God's creations, the following may occur:

1. Your shadow might stalk you on a rainy night and try to murder you;

2. The church bells will turn you into a breeding ground for pale moths;

3. You might drown in a glass of azure liquid;

4. When the nightingale begins to sing, you will become its servant…

To preserve your sanity and maintain the integrity of your soul, please remember the Investigator's Code. Join me in solemnly swearing an oath to the Seven Gods—

We will never submit to divine law; we vow to restore order.

...

Best of luck.