I have traveled through time, please speak for me!

As soon as Shen Xiu squatted down, he turned into a tree in the dark fairy tale multiverse.

Speak up! You must speak up!

Here, there is a weird fairy tale world

When the alarm clock rings, the lumberjack of Gouxiongling will walk out of his cabin and chop down trees with his electric saw. Every tree seems to bleed, but who knows if it is a tree?

The sheepless ghost village on the grassland is strangely filled with sheep every night, but are there really sheep under the sheepskin?

The bloody Little Red Riding Hood in the fairytale town took off the Little Red Riding Hood. Was it the hat that was taken off, or was it the…

There was a cooking competition in the palace, but there wasn't a single chef to be seen. All that was left was the steaming hot pot and the aroma of meat...

In the endless underwater world, a headless starfish always appears silently, and countless eyeballs always surface at night...

Every distorted dark fairy tale world makes people feel desperate

Fortunately, after everyone traveled through time, everyone was able to gain an ability.

And Shen Xiu's ability is called [Evil God Fabrication]!

"Unknown liquid + own bark + Bear Ridge mud = filthy earth spirit"

"Hybrid Monster: Super Invincible Monster's Tentacles + Twisted Monster's Head + Your Own Hand = The Twisted Hand of All Things"

"Broken goat horn + gray wolf skin + strange ghost money = the ghost two-headed demon"

"Owl's Wing Feather + Genius Wei's Eyeball + Mother Bear's Eyeball + Contaminated Chain = Angel's Eye"

When countless weird things are created by him, he becomes the evil god!

"Dark fairy tale? Can it be darker than me?"

"The Nameless One! The One to whom all things are one! Blind and foolish God! Come forth!"

[Infinite Horror • No Heroine • Survival • Cold-Blooded Male Lead]

When humanity is suddenly thrown into a brutal survival game, Cheng Xu discovers something terrifying—

his name is listed among the game’s administrators.

By day, survivors scavenge for supplies, upgrade their shelters, and fight to grow stronger.

By night, nightmares descend: ghosts roam, disasters strike, and only fortified shelters offer a slim chance at life.

Competition is fierce. Corpses pile high. The throne is built from the bones of the fallen.

Trapped in this endless cycle of survival and slaughter, Cheng Xu evolves—

into an artist of carnage, painting with blood, composing poems in the language of death.

“Death... is the final reward for all survivors.”

Tags: Horror Aesthetics, Anti Hero (Loyal to his bottom line), Urban Supernatural, Strong from the Start

Dismemberment by a haunted doll with a chainsaw.

A red-clothed ghost taking lives at the airport.

A ten-mile street crawling with spirits.

The dead rising inside a crematorium.

Corpses running amok in an abandoned hospital...

These aren’t my experiences — they’re the stories I’ve written.

My name is Yang Ning, heir to the Spirit Gate and a professional Spirit Descender. I deal in spirit-linked dolls — the kind that can actually manifest ghosts.

Now, wrapped in malevolent spirits and followed by over a hundred red-clothed ghosts, I’ve returned from Hell to the world of the living...

To bring this world a grand and terrifying feast.

In this latest work by Lord of the Mysteries author, Cuttlefish That Loves Diving, be prepared for a well-thought out and detailed apocalyptic, cyberpunk world with a setting superseding Lord of the Mysteries!

Our protagonist, Shang Jianyao, is crazy—literally crazy, at least that’s what the doctors said. Living in a huge, underground building of Pangu Biology, one of the few remaining factions in this apocalyptic wasteland known as the Ashlands, he acts in unfathomable ways that’s head-scratching, comical, and shrewd. So is he really crazy? Probably.

He has a grand dream: to save all of humanity.

Intricately tied to this dream is something everyone in the Ashlands believes in: Deep in a particular ruin buried away by danger and famine, a path leading to a new world awaits. To step into the new world, one only needs to find a special key and open that certain door.

There, the land is bountiful, as if milk and honey flows freely.

The sunlight is dazzling, as if all coldness and darkness are washed away.

The people will no longer have to face desolation, monsters, infections, mutations, and all kinds of dangers.

There, children are joyous, adults are happy, everything is fine as they are supposed to be.

Every Antiquarian, Ruin Hunter, and Historian roaming the Ashlands knows: That’s the New World.

When all living things are chess pieces of the Heavenly Dao, I, Jiang Chen, am the one who overturns the chessboard! As a blood sacrifice to the "Son of Destiny," I tore apart his pre-written script with my bare hands, watched him plummet from the clouds, his foundation shattered, and then... devoured all of his supreme destiny! In that moment, I understood that I wasn't without destiny, but rather that I fed on it—an enemy of the Heavenly Dao!

This is a hunt for "Destiny".

Whether it's the reborn Immortal Emperor, the Demon Lord with a blood feud, or the good-for-nothing with incredible luck, in my eyes, they're all mere prey bound by the "script." Every time you interfere with their crucial plot, it triggers the most terrifying "fate backlash," causing their lives to collapse instantly, their cultivation to be completely lost, and them to become dust in the world.

And their collapsed and dissipated majestic destiny will become my food, allowing me to rise quietly!

[Ding! Successfully deprived the Destiny Child of the "Eye of Insight"!]

[Ding! Successfully devoured the Reborn Demon Lord's "Immortal Demon Bone"!]

[Ding! Successfully usurped the "Shennong Ding Soul" of the Dan Dao Emperor! ]

The Heavenly Dao sees me as an "anomaly" that must be wiped out, and sends out "fate fixers" to hunt me down endlessly, manipulate the fate of mortals, and weave "accidents" to encircle and suppress me.

But they don’t understand that when the prey begins to resist the hunter, the greatest feast in the world has just begun!

I will devour all destinies, usurp the supreme heavenly way, and let the heavens bear witness - the script you wrote is nothing but my hunting menu, and the world you control will eventually welcome its true master!

As Zhang Su plunged from the swirling vortex of drowning into the swaying ship, he realized he was no longer in his original world. Here, whispers of the past echoed in the deep sea, and beneath the mortal shell lay the terrifying Sequence Path. Faced with unspeakable madness and uncontrolled transcendence, he chose the most dangerous path—establishing containment, establishing iron laws, and controlling the anomaly! "Welcome to... Veil Foundation Administration. File No. 001, containment begins."

"I think humans are actually quite complicated. When I first drove those evil gods back to the warp, many people supported me. Later, they said that I was looking too high and too far, and that I could stop and rest for a while. Many of my defeated opponents said that even if I defeated all opponents and enemies, whether tangible or intangible, I would eventually be defeated by time.

But it doesn't matter, time will prove me right."

Humans have been dragged down by monsters and demons since the First Crusade, and history, this fully-insured semi-trailer, has been running rampant ever since

." You mean, everything in heaven and hell is evil gods of the warp, so why not go on the field yourself? "

What should Neos do in the face of this group of diehard psychic lunatics on the stake? Only:

"Okay, listen up heretics,

wait until I become emperor, I will formulate a new burning method!

Those who believe in evil gods will be burned

, those who use faith to cheat people of their wealth will be burned , and

those who do not believe in humanity will be burned."

"Are you human?"

"I'm not a god! You will go to the stake too!"

"Damn it, you tyrant, what's the difference between you and our church!"

"Oh my God, gentlemen! This diehard actually realized his sins, he can't be burned, he must be pulled out as an example - hang him up and whip him with a copper-headed leather belt!"