I started playing a game only to become an NPC—and not just any NPC, but the supposedly awesome ‘Golden Princess’.

Unfortunately, my kingdom fell ages ago, leaving me completely alone.

Now, I have to earn 100 million gold coins. Left with no other choice, I… started selling nuclear bombs!

One day a loud boom blew up the Beginner Village Boss along with tens of thousands of players. Only then did the players realize that the nuke sold by the cute NPC little girl is the real deal!

“What? You want to buy nukes? You want to buy nukes when your favorability is so low?”

“Do I need to teach you how to grind favorability too?”

“Just these few gold coins isn’t even enough to fill my teeth!”

From that moment on, gold coins started pouring in continuously.

What players don’t know is that I’m not just an NPC—I’m also the #1 player on the leaderboard.

Want to surpass me? Then pay up! Spending money makes you strong! As for who to spend your money on?

Yours truly, of course!

[Infinite flow + no romance + thriller game + female protagonist with growth story + small ensemble cast]

A special card leads a person in dire straits into an endless game of terror...

If you survive, you will have the opportunity to acquire countless riches and become a person of high status.

If you can't survive, you'll become nourishment for all sorts of vengeful spirits and die inexplicably after leaving the game.

Are you ready to enter the game?

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It's okay if you're not prepared; you have no other choice.

Welcome to the horror game, Flower Acacia.

In her third year living in this steampunk world, Ciel gained the ability to simulate both the past and the future.

These simulations turned into a game where she could act without restraint, and after countless trials, real life became a replica she could navigate as though speedrunning it.

Churches, potions, mutations, the Old Gods, witches, sealed artifacts… none of these have anything to do with Ciel. She’s just an ordinary girl who wishes for a peaceful life.

She just happens to be particularly skilled at snuffing out danger before it even begins.

Shang Jingyan wakes up in the interstellar era and quickly realizes—this world is weird.

The arts have flourished, and entertainment comes in all shapes and sizes. But there’s one glaring omission: darkness. No horror, no fear, nothing remotely unsettling. Instead, the entire galaxy is obsessed with love stories, dreamy fantasies, and endless pink bubbles.

System: “Your mission is to become a literary icon! Collect ‘Heartbeat Points’ by making audiences swoon!”

Former horror director Shang Jingyan: “Got it. No problem.”

A few days later, a short film titled Married to an Eldritch God goes live. The opening shot? A cosmic horror’s grotesque visage filling the screen. The middle? Blood, madness, and creeping dread. The ending? Unspeakable.

—Statistically, every single unfortunate viewer’s heart rate that night skyrocketed to 180 bpm.

System: “Wait… WHAT?! This works too?!”

Viewer A: “I only watch romance shows… Wait, horror is actually amazing?!”

Gamer B: “I just wanted to romance the NPCs… Ghost, prepare to die!”

Casual Viewer C: “I’m not scared of anything—oh hell no, I’m not sleeping tonight.”

With sheer creative force, Shang Jingyan ignites a horror frenzy across the galaxy.

They say she can terrify an entire civilization with just three sentences:

“I’m making a movie.”

“I’m developing a game.”

“I’m directing a variety show.”

And yet, despite the screams and tears, people just. Keep. Watching.

Years later, critics would say:

“She was the queen of the Second Galactic Era, the one who reintroduced fear and rage to the masses.”

“She created countless works, all to deliver a single message—”

“I will awaken your nightmares. So scream for me. Let your heart race!”