The end of a civilization...destruction? Or rebirth?

Originium, the origin of all development, a gift or a curse?

A 'stowaway' soul descended upon this land in a different form.

But is it really that simple?

Why did the purebloods of the former civilization walk the earth as the Sakota? Where are his former companions now missing? What he saw and heard, and the painful separation he felt, were beyond his control?

Is this a gift from God or a curse?

For God, probability is the least important thing.

but...

The birth of every new life means the end of another life.

Li Moxin: Yes, I did control their fate, but they still have me. I can definitely become the cornerstone of their future path~

Shapeshifter: Yes, this is the child I pushed. How is it? Does it feel tempting?

Chad Hill: If the future is too far to peek into, I won't avoid tomorrow anymore. Walking forward with everyone will be a whole new story.

Ideals and reality? Fiction?

Rhodes Island, Reunion Movement, Sarkaz.

This is a future that shows a different development.

The prophet, the priestess, the blood demon lord, the demon brother and sister, the patriot...

The Doctor, Precious, Ducare, Tracy and Theresa, Bozhukasti...

There are many people out there. What choices will they make for a different future?

"So, the end of every life also means the birth of a new life."

[Slow-burning], [Multiple female protagonists], [Pseudo-group portrait]

The author is a novice, please point out any shortcomings.

Containing elements of Undertale, yandere, and female doctor—a story where a girl chooses to be transported to another world because she wants to see others achieve their goals. Her abilities are almost entirely rule-based, and she even possesses a time-traveling artifact, which allows her to build relationships with many important figures. Isn't this pure wish-fulfillment fiction? "Then why are you locked up by these women like a prisoner of war? How did you manage that?" "Well, I wanted to see them achieve their goals, so I helped them." She counsels them with psychological problems, helps them solve their hardships, and gives them whatever they want. Then… "Did I do something wrong?" "…Serves you right, stay locked up." —Currently: Chernobog and the Doctor → Lungmen

Who is holding the piece?

Is this a dream...

Falin opened his eyes. This was like a dream, but not a dream. He could not feel the collision or the temperature. This place was very mysterious.

A firefly, a sofa, a fireplace, a small room, a red carpet, a spirit, a door...

Farin left the sofa. He had never been to this place before. Where was this? Occasionally, there was a clicking sound outside the door, not like footsteps, but more like pieces falling on a chessboard.

Falin looked at the decoration of the room. It was small and dark, but warm. The stove contributed a flickering light to the room. Not far from the sofa was a dark red desk and an old wooden chair. There was a small window, and the moonlight was faintly shining through the window.

At some point, the sound of chess pieces dropping outside stopped, and Farin nervously glanced at the door. After a moment, there was indeed no sound outside. Farin shifted his gaze elsewhere. The fireflies seemed to have frozen, suspended in the air, and the occasional flicker of fire in the stove had also stopped... It was as if time had stood still...

Only Farin was able to move. Farin pushed open the door and saw a large hall outside. In the center of the hall was a long table... There were many mist-like figures sitting beside the table.

He looked around and saw many doors on the wall. But he gradually realized something was wrong. The wall couldn't hold so many doors, yet there were so many doors. Blood was flowing from under some of the doors, and some were broken. Falin saw a sofa inside, and a woman was lying on the sofa. Her throat was cut, and she was lying there quietly. Behind each door was the same...

"If the Earth were shrunk to the size of a glass marble with a diameter of 1 cm, then the Sun would be about 117 meters away from the marble, a sphere with a diameter of about 1.09 meters. Coincidentally, it fits perfectly in my living room." A solar system model, a very common type of popular science textbook. Chen Ran was sure he had simply turned his head, but how did this solar system model suddenly come alive? "Terra? This planet model says Terra?" Which Terra? "Planet native detected: Skadi..." Oh, this Terra, Arknights, right? And Skadi, the killer whale. "Skadi is leading the Sea Si herd in an attempt to break through the star pod." The translucent bullet box flashed for a few seconds, completing the following paragraph. Chen Ran: "?" Wait a minute? Which Skadi is this? Which world line's Terra is this from?

Shen Muke, a travel enthusiast, transmigrated to another world. Although the journey wasn't pleasant, he still longed for a wonderful adventure in this new world. "But why [this land]?!" Thus, Shen Muke, with his love for travel, could only try his best to improve this world and create a better living environment.

【First Life: Born as the son of a marquis, you were labeled a remnant of the Witch King. Your parents were brutally killed, and you were cast into the streets.】

【That day, having lost everything, you made a vow—to use blood as your ink and the nation as your canvas, and let your shadow consume the rule of the Twin Empresses!】

【Second Life: You grew up in a bizarre little country called Xelagar. One day, you overheard the Elders’ Council conspiring with political rivals to frame your parents and wipe out your family.】

【To save yourself, you secretly trained deathsworn assassins and scattered them across the world. You bore infamy, usurped the nation, and became the tyrant king of Xelagar.】

【Third Life: You and Goletia became Deep Sea Hunters, but you discovered that the Hai’zi weren’t born cruel. It was Argor’s arrogance and hubris that had made them enemies.】

【Yet Argor remained rotten to the core—corrupt, stagnant, and plagued by infighting.】

【This is no longer a normal government. It’s time for drastic measures.】

【How can Argor ever be fixed with those parasites running it?】

【You decided to form the “Heart Unity Society,” centered around yourself, secretly plotting a takeover. You believe you alone can restore Argor to its former glory!】

Chen Qi: “Essence of Yan Nation culture, your system clearly needs some love—why are all the scenarios straight-up hell-mode?!”

But before Chen Qi could even launch his “Love System TV,” the girls from the N timelines he’d simulated—each having witnessed his tragic pasts—had already surrounded him.

“I’m just here to simulate the future and save Terra. What… what do you all want?”

Lacey accidentally becomes bound to a savior simulator, capable of generating simulations based on his inner desires. His desire? To make the Sarkaz great again, of course!! So he arrives in Letania… and fails his art school entrance exams! Lacey: ? Forming a Workers' Party! Lacey: ? ? Giving a speech in the beer hall! Lacey: ? ? ? Lacey: Quack!! I'm Lacey, not Lacey!

Terra's worldline collapsed. None of the operators who were supposed to go to the island did. "—Shen Cangye, your mission is: go to Terra and recruit the lost operators back to Rhodes Island! The easiest way is to find them, then conquer them, and get them to come to Rhodes Island for you." I, a Stand user, an S-class hero, a Grand Magician, the savior of Azeroth... you're asking me... to chase girls? This book is also known as: "About the Time I Was Forced to Trick the Operators to Go to the Island." Well, how can something about the HR department be called a trick? Change that! [Scythe Little Red Riding Hood]

"May you find a haven of rest."

The undead threw a piece of good wood into the fire in front of him and stretched.

He was still thinking about the salary Kelsey owed him, a box of emergency sanity solution.

Or----

A fully filtered blend of humanity.

Arknights + Minecraft (I guarantee that reading about only one of them won't affect the reading experience). Lin Yuan, a guy who knows the plot, came to the continent of Terra. He thought his biggest advantage was his precognition, but he never expected that his cheat was not so simple. Someone installed a Minecraft quest book for him, and the MODs that supplemented the quest rewards made Lin Yuan's otherworldly journey "wonderful". "Sister Ghost, let me tell you, as long as I find the forging template and some Nether alloy, it will be no problem to increase your Hannya's hardness to another level!" "Huh? Sister Ghost? Hoshiguma? Hoshi Sir? Don't go! You have to believe me!" "Chen Sir, this dragon breath actually has nothing to do with you! I'm really not a pervert! To put it another way, there are more than just you as a dragon in Terra! How can you assume that this dragon breath is related to you!" "Dr. Kal'tsit, you can't distrust my medical skills just because I'm a blacksmith!" Don't worry about the principles yet, but I can guarantee that this apple is an absolute panacea! Limited base content? Then let's try installing some mods!