The bells rang once more. The embers, devoid of fire, were awakened once more. "Spring has arrived, it's time to rekindle the fire again." Awakened by the bells, the ashes sat up, blinking as he gazed at the enormous golden tree. "Something seems a little off." The ashes, sitting cross-legged, wore a thoughtful expression. "But with such a bright and beautiful world, it must be a good world, right? We don't need to burn anything, do we?" The ashes hated tragic stories.

Are you willing to become a warrior who hates evil and punishes the wicked, vowing to protect the weak, ruthlessly slaying the corrupt and evil without regard for means or cost, and treating all disputes with fairness?

Malone stared intently at the string of text displayed on the system panel, stroking his chin, his brows sometimes relaxing, sometimes furrowing...

If there is no difference, then make your solemn vow.

"There's only one question: do I... know how to miss?"

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First game world: Baldur's Gate 3

Tags: Dungeons & Dragons (Second Creation), Anti-Hero, Role-Playing Group, Magical Weapons. Lin En felt that the sole main quest, "Make the Vampires Great Again," seemed a bit unorthodox—[Prevent extravagance and waste, improve Vampire cohesion, current quest completion 0.1%]. If that was still normal, what was next? [Induce the permanent death of a Vampire Earl, eliminate pests from the team, current quest completion 1%.] [Help the adventurer team break the 35-year-old death curse, increase the Vampires' reputation, current quest completion 10%.] [Make the Vampires' offspring charitable, become neutral, current quest completion 20%.] ... [Significantly increase their strength, become an elite adventurer, current quest completion 30%.] When Lin En was the only pureblood left—[Become the Vampire's Ruler, current quest completion 50%.] At this point, Lin En thought, "Since that's the case, can I play a little wilder? After all, greatness needs no definition."

He Xi journeys into a magical world and begins his game with the [Item Control System]—not only does it give him a blast, but it also lets his friends enjoy it all! Give your homely dog ​​Bruce the [Fire Master], and the loyal canine instantly transforms into a magical god, using Pyroblast as a basic attack! Give the much-despised, useless otaku the [Mosquito Leader], and he'll soar from the ground into a summoner, summoning a swarm of insects with a wave of his hand! And give the silent, taciturn elf girl with a tragic past... Wait! I'm only giving away items, not myself! Don't attack me straight away! A world filled with villains and endless conspiracies? He Xi is fearless, wholesale powerful items, and assembles a uniquely stylish "cheat" team. "Reason? Rules? Listen carefully—" "Bruce, stop yelling at him, Pyroblast!" "Woof! (Roger that!)" "—Target right in front, fire!" [This is a fantasy adventure story where the protagonist is busy giving cheats to the whole team, and as a result, his teammates gradually become inhumane.] [Keywords: system flow, Dihua flow, lighthearted and funny, passionate adventure]

New York City interrogation room. In the dim light, the interrogator scoffed at the absurd transcript before him: "Huh? You say you've exorcised demons, captured witches, and saved the world?" "Yes," Locke Galahad replied calmly. "Is there a problem?" "Then how come I've never seen any of these monsters you're talking about, not even once in my life?" The interrogator's face betrayed a mocking expression. "Since you haven't seen them, why don't you say thank you?" The interrogator's smile faltered: "???" Current setting: Underworld. Future titles: Wrong Turn, Silent Hill, Scream, Dead Silence, Resident Evil, Otherworldly Realms, etc... PS: Minor Cthulhu and Warhammer universe settings.

Awakening from a coma, he finds himself no longer "human." This is a body stitched together, a defective product of a failed experiment. He was experimental material who "should have died." Yet he did not die. From experimental subject to wizard apprentice. From a Frankenstein's monster to a seeker of mystery. In this world ruled by wizards, where truth is the blade, every wizard pursues knowledge, deciphers the rules, and their ultimate goal is singular: to become an immortal being, to become the omniscient and omnipotent "Lord of Truth."

If the head of the red dragon can pour out half of the lava, the world will usher in the wisest king - "The Book of the Red Dragon"

David closed the page of the book, burned it to ashes with a breath of dragon's breath, and filled himself a bottle of Balrog's mixture.

Fuck that bullshit sanity.

I just want to do whatever I want!

This is a story about a red dragon who travels through a different world as long as he practices the seven deadly sins and can be rewarded infinitely.

"The Demon Team is strong? That's because they haven't met me yet!" Zhang Ziling glanced at the surviving members of the Central Continent Team beside him, a smile playing on his lips. His familiarity with the plot, coupled with the special exchange, had brought about a complete transformation within the Central Continent Team. "Why does a healer need to learn close combat, trap setting, Unyielding Will, Life Burn, and finally, stealth?" "Are you stupid? A qualified healer must first survive!" "Big brother, I'm an assassin! Why can't I fight him face-to-face?" "Idiot, can't you use a clone? And assassins need to kill with a single blow. What kind of nonsense are you learning?"

On the continent of Faerun, beyond the familiar metallic dragons, chromatic dragons, and the rare gem dragons, there exists a fourth, diverse group of true dragons. These were once the true rulers of Faerun, the shining light of the true dragons... Now, they have fallen to a point where even their survival is at risk, completely fading from the sight of Faerun's major races. The five subspecies can only cling to the wings of the Supreme Dragon, even their different factions closely uniting for warmth, struggling to survive under the malicious gaze of Faerun's two most renowned dragon gods. These are the ferrous dragons. This story begins with a tiny iron dragon cub from the ferrous dragon family.

[Dungeon Advent + Rebellion + DND + Decisive Killing + Slow Pace + Non-Brainless Coolness] In the Dungeon Age, should the Paladin be the lawful, holy light, good guy?

Lingkong accidentally maxed out his Rebellion skills: Purification turned into Silence, and Shield became an offensive buff. The priest was stunned when he saw it: "Are you a Paladin?"

His actions caused the adventurers to collectively break down:

"Where is the fairness, where is the oath?!" "Is the sacred declaration just a disclaimer for you?!"

"I have to go back and check the family tree to see if he is the assassin or I am the assassin."

When the virtual beta instantly turns into a real time travel, watch the Rebel Paladin tear down the "stereotype" - does the Paladin have to be fair? Sorry, even his sneak attacks have to be combined with invisibility.