Reborn as a fallen dungeon lord—the Lord of the Fallen, with countless succubi under his command.

But I'm sorry, that was a few years ago.

The current corrupt lord is all alone.

In order to recreate the glory days of having countless beautiful succubi under his command, Shen Yiyan had no choice but to redesign his dungeon instance.

In that case, let's start with the dungeon "Fallen Treasures".

An accidental journey led him into the world of the D&D game, where he also managed to acquire a fragment of the Chaotic Kingdom.

He only wanted to develop his skills quietly and survive, but he was surrounded by beautiful women and powerful enemies, and was forced to embark on a path of no return.

The elven saintess is as gentle as water, the vampire lady is incomparably charming, and the dragon-born lady is as fiery as fire.

When he looked back, he found himself surrounded by mountains of corpses and seas of blood, with all living beings prostrate beneath the throne.

Since that's the case, then let me be crowned emperor and restore the order of this world!

A succubus paladin trying to turn over a new leaf. A necromancer with extreme social anxiety who only lets skeletons socialize on his behalf. An orc priest who delves deeply into the realm of life but is very afraid of blood. And I, a traveler who doesn't belong to this world - a great bard. My name is Velen, and I was on the run when I unexpectedly found a diary. I thought it was a classic plot from Dragon Quest, but the god on the other side of the diary... doesn't seem very serious? Record stories and get rewards. Record fun and get more rewards. And our team of scumbags walking on the continent - seems to be the biggest fun in itself? [A worldview with a bit of everything], [Team road adventure], [Semi-diary], [More daily life]

Come on! Kill me, and you'll have endless gold, artifacts, and honor! The prerequisite is that you can get past my pet! That's right! It's that seemingly harmless little girl at the door! (Sharing the book "Rebirth: I Am the Boss" by Not Floating Clouds)

Zhuang Sen transmigrated to another world, a world where extraordinary bloodlines reign supreme, and the strong can even transform into dragons and titans, capable of taking on thousands single-handedly. But Zhuang Sen was dissatisfied. What were mere dragons compared to dragon girls? "Monster Girl Development System, activated!" he thought. Thus, a devout and holy nun transformed into the alluring and massive snake girl Lamia; a quiet young scholar became a languid and seductive vampire girl; a cunning and shrewish little imp sister became the charming and adorable Happy; a haughty princess became a red dragon girl… From weak slime girls to powerful dragon girls, from holy angels to bewitching demon girls, wherever Zhuang Sen's territory expanded, monster girls proliferated. "What? You say low-level monster girls are too weak, their bloodlines limiting them from ever becoming stronger?" "Simple," Zhuang Sen said, "I'll help them evolve!" With that, Zhuang Sen grabbed a monster girl, and she instantly evolved. And as the light of evolution faded, another hunter joined the hunt. Zhuang Sen, only fit for the strong! Years later, the legendary King of Endurance, the Father of a Hundred Races, and the King of Kings, Zhuang Sen, looked at the monster girls scattered throughout the world and uttered his final words: "Quack, don't mess with it!"

Lanny always believed he had transmigrated to a chaotic, backward, impoverished, and ignorant ancient Europe, and that he was just a minor nobleman from the countryside. However, he soon realized something was amiss. This world also had legends of magicians and vampires, but it was more than just legends...

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.