Purely dark prose! Values? Nonexistent! Promises?

Haha—conscience?

What is that?

In this bloody, chaotic, crazy, twisted, divided, and ruined world of disaster, all that exists is—killing, survival, desire, and madness...

I carry ambition and bloodshed with me, until I reach the summit of the heavens. ...

My name is Lu Yun. Head of the Imperial Observatory of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Above the imperial power, guest of the immortal gate, great state teacher.

[Zombies + Doomsday + Doomsday + Egoism + Decisive Killing + Villain]

Key points: The protagonist is neutral evil when in a good mood, chaotic evil when in a bad mood, and has almost no humanity. If you don't like it, please don't enter.

Only after Chi You's death did we know that the young man who kept shouting about love and peace was the destined protagonist and the savior of the world, and he was just a stepping stone villain along the way.

Because he is the protagonist, he ignores the threat from the other party due to his cautious nature.

Because he is the protagonist, none of his fatal killing moves are effective.

Because he is the protagonist, his subordinates were influenced to rebel.

Now, living a new life, Chi You has three choices before him.

Just like in the previous life, he fought with the protagonist to the death and tried to find a way to kill him.

Don’t be a villain, be a righteous person and find a way to survive.

Join the protagonist group and be a quiet little brother.

Chi You kicked over the three plans and rearranged them.

He wants to join the protagonist group like a righteous man, and then find a way to kill that crappy protagonist!

Li Ming, a capital manipulator trained by an old fraud, was shot during his trial, and awakened in a world shaped by an extraordinary worldview.

Guided by bloodstained greed and a belief in the brilliance of money, he ruthlessly squeezes profit from every corrupt corner.

The brave ride dragons and tame tigers; the timid settle for cats and rabbits.

For a 10% gain, he stirs.

At 50%, he risks it all.

And when profit surpasses 100%, he dares to trample every law underfoot.

While the world watches in fear and fury, Li Ming sneers:

“Don’t shackle me with your morality or law, when money rises to speak, the truth has no choice but to shut up.”

The treacherous streets of Gotham, a palace buried deep beneath the sea, an eerie, forgotten castle…

When Luo Xiu stepped into this infinite world of madness and desire, the gears of fate behind him began to turn.

Twisted cravings. Hypocritical masks. Shattered souls in need of repair.

The deeper Luo Xiu delved, the more he gained—and the more the sickness within him began to fade.

And at that moment, it felt as if Luo Xiu had finally become… the real Luo Xiu.

An exciting journey through endless worlds?

No.

This is the Devil’s Infinite Game.

The protagonist is dark, cold, and absolutely selfish. Multiple worlds.

Good News:I traveled through time

Bad News: It was a Body Travel and I was tortured at the start

After experiencing such a major change, Xu Yang went crazy, and at the same time, started his journey to invincibility

(Slow-burn dark novel, early chapters are slow-paced. The protagonist is occasionally unhinged. This is not a power fantasy. If that's not your thing, don’t read.)

In a single instant, the world was abruptly destroyed, and Han Yang died with it.

Bad news: The world ended, and Han Yang is dead.

Good news: He reincarnated — into a supernatural world!

Bad news: He has F-rank powers and just got kicked out of his family.

Good news: He has a cheat ability… and a second power!

Bad news: The second power is also F-rank.

The protagonist is dark and ruthless, willing to do anything to achieve his goals.

Not for the faint of heart. You’ve been warned.

Only the cultivators can represent the truth under this dark, starry sky! They are still regarded and celebrated by mortals, no matter how selfish and shameless they are!

It’s the story of a demonic cultivator who is willing to sacrifice everything for the sake of immortality.

A thousand years of impermanence, killing endlessly. Fame is the same as dirt, disdaining the ridicule of the virtuous.

His sword cuts through iron and kills people when he’s furious. While consuming his share of wine, he laughed at ghosts and gods.

Killing and fighting on earth and in heaven, terrifying the underworld. The act of killing one is a crime, but the act of slaughtering ten thousand is heroism.

You are a hero among heroes if you have slaughtered nine million people!

Seeing through a thousand years of benevolence and righteousness, but let this life display the majestic wind. There is no love for my name, no condemnation in my heart for having killed a million people!