Beneath the city's skyscrapers, countless apocalyptic crises lurk.

Qin Chuan becomes the sole player on the world-saving game platform. The game is reality; play the game to save the world!

Please select your initial game character:

[Sanctuary Nun: Specializes in apocalyptic themes: faith, mythology, apocalypse... Growth path reference: Seraphim]

[Peach Blossom Fairy: Specializes in apocalyptic themes: demons, ghosts, psionic energy, magic... Growth path reference: Eastern Azure Emperor]

[Deep-Diving Murloc: Specializes in the apocalypse: mystery, the deep sea, the starry sky... Growth path reference: Great Old Ones]

This world is on the verge of collapse!

If playing games could save the world—I could do that too!

Qin Chuan: "Load the save file for me!"

After transmigrating to the Souls-like world, Lord acquired a simulation system. Although he only had one simulation opportunity, the rewards obtained could be brought out intact. This might be difficult for ordinary people, but for a veteran Souls 5 player, it was a piece of cake. One-life completion, level capped, points maxed out. Left hand wielding a sword, right hand a scythe, items unlimited. Only after confirming he had nothing left to grind and there was no room for further improvement did Lord contentedly close the simulation, preparing to begin his unparalleled Dark Souls journey. However... after stepping outside, gazing at the magnificent golden tree in the distance, Lord fell into deep thought. "Wait, where is the border?"

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.

[Creation Origin + Epochal Changes + Gods and Races + Epic + Struggle for Faith + Multifaceted Characters]

Ling Hao is reborn and intends to use his knowledge of the game to gain an advantage, but his helmet explodes, causing him to travel through time.

Trapped at the starting point of creation due to a time-related issue, the system tells him that he must wait until the Dawn War when the Nine-Faced Dragon God is split apart before he can officially register his Platinum Dragon God identity...

Transmigrating to another world, Lance received a brand new class—Charismatic Sorcerer, a class where the stronger one's charm, the more powerful their skills. Wait, skill power amplification isn't limited to this class? After carefully learning about the class, Lance happily chose to become a Paladin. Years later, a slash blasted down a Hellish Grand Duke. The Hellish Grand Duke raised his head in disbelief: "How come your Holy Slash is so powerful?" "Holy Slash?" Lance tilted his head, raising his holy sword, "Sorry, that was a normal attack, this move is—Holy Slash!" In a flash of holy light, the Hellish Grand Duke was completely purified.

(Expected to be available for purchase on February 11th! Update time will temporarily be changed to midnight after purchase!) Lan En transmigrates into the body of an unlucky soul with the same name who has just escaped a fire, gaining a second life and inhuman beauty. Sounds like a winning start, right? Just waiting to reach the pinnacle of life? Yes, Lan En is just like that...

Mission: Exterminate the goblin tribe and rescue the female knight, Ereshkigal. Difficulty: High. Scale: City-state level. Current success rate: 0%. Base reward: 2 Intelligence attribute. Hint: Additional rewards are given if the success rate exceeds 100%. The higher the success rate, the richer the rewards. ... Marvin looked at the mission panel and decisively refused: "Don't tell me about the most beautiful girl in Baldur's Gate, the duke's daughter, or the chosen one of Losanda. I won't even attempt this mission unless the success rate is at least 300%." ​​"In this world of legends, chosen ones, and conspiracies and accidents, one must be cautious." "What? You're asking why I need to bring ten sixth-level scrolls, five bottles of highly potent arcane potions, and two adamantite golem guards just to gather herbs?" "I'm a mage. It's perfectly normal to be well-prepared for missions..."

"Hey, picking a bard for a roleplay? Are you sure? Isn't that just a mascot who plays the piano, buffs things, and flirts with girls?" "Well, it depends on who you're playing as. Ordinary bards are like that." "What else?" "What if my roleplay is Li Bai?" "...poetry, wine, swordsmanship, and chivalry?" "That's right! You need his talent, his swordsmanship, and even more so, that heroic and unrestrained spirit of 'I was born to be useful, and even if I lose all my money, I'll get it back!'" Upon waking, roleplay player Rorschach discovered he had traveled to a world of swords and sorcery with his newly created [Bard Li Bai] character card. Dragons roared, elves whispered, dwarves forged swords, and arcane magic flashed. And he, a bard supposedly at the bottom of the adventurer's contempt hierarchy, discovered that his poetry could be transformed into magic, and drinking could restore...

Legend has it that deep in an inconspicuous street in City B of Country M, there is a magical antique shop.

"The portrait of the muscular Lisa, the Shanghai scene during the Qingming Festival, the great sword under immense pressure..."

You can see them all here.

The owner of this antique shop is an even more remarkable man.

He is a vampire, a vampire prince who has lived for two thousand years.

"Manager, are all the antiques in your shop genuine?"

The new employee looked shocked.

They're all real. Some I drew, and some I stole when I was young and didn't know any better.

"Manager, manager! The cross necklace you're wearing is so pretty! Where did you buy it? I want to buy one too!"

"I was young and naive, and I stole it from the Vatican. But I have to say, it's actually quite comfortable to wear."

"Shocking! Store manager, you were such a thief when you were young, were you in and out of jail all the time?"

“It’s just like home; going to prison is like going home.”

"However, I have now turned over a new leaf and I just want to be an outstanding young person."

This work is also known as: I just left the beginner village and met the salted fish demon king.

This world is strange; there are many kings, countless princes, and many, many princesses.

Fairy tales are indeed beautiful, but often it feels like the princes and princesses are all a bit crazy—they fall in love after just one kiss, or click at first sight.

Wait a minute, she's underage. Let's not even talk about the prince, but this princess is underage!

It seems like many of these stories involve marriage before love blossoms, but that's okay; fairy tales are like that—love at first sight is normal.

What else does it mean to say, "I want to play the role of a child, a knight in a fairy tale"?

Aren't they all fairy tales? What's the difference? There shouldn't be any difference, right?

The soldier obtained the tinderbox and the gold coins, and asked the witch to tell him how to use the tinderbox and why he had taken it.

According to the version, the witch didn't tell the soldiers, and then she was killed by them.

The second witch tried to strike first, but the soldier noticed and chopped her down with a single blow.

As a knight, how should you help them in this situation? Uh, help my ass! Both of them are insane!

What's even more ridiculous is that he seems to be right about both of them!

The witch used the soldier to obtain the tinderbox. After the soldier inquired about the tinderbox's use without receiving any information, he killed the witch to protect himself.

Otherwise, if the witch got her hands on the tinderbox, she might use the three dogs inside to attack the soldiers.

But the soldiers took the gold coins, the tinderbox, and killed the witch—they took everything they could.

You want me to manage myself? How am I supposed to manage that? I'm still a knight among children!

There are many similar stories. I feel that they both have a point, but if I were to act as the middleman, I feel that they are both crazy.