Godlike, formerly known as Xiao Chen, is one of the most underrated top laners.

He retired in Season 5 and thought he'd be living a simple streamer, but unexpectedly, he returned to the Season 3 finals!

Fanfiction by sprunki.

Blood and death filled this land,

The dark clouds of war are floating in the sky over the city,

Gray, the devil incarnate, lingers in the shadow of the city.

He is weak, very weak...

Extraordinary, strange, divine,

The Golden Man, the Sinner, and the Corrupt Original Government,

"I offer you everything I have for your protection."

"allow."

Under the protection of the moody Blake and the mentally unstable Wenda, Gray is safe, temporarily.

"Give fear and death to everyone, and the Lord of Darkness will surely come to the world!" Blake said.

With death all around us, how long can even the calmest and most easy-going person remain normal? This world has gone mad long ago!

(Boring, the author wants to see rivers of blood!)

Villain story, dark story, contains bloody and violent plots, do not read if you don't like it, urban story, no CP tendency (maybe), friendship (?

Mainly the killing group Shashasha and the like.

(The author is a bit crazy, so it's normal for the characters to be crazy, right? The author is not a little devil.)

A college graduate, unable to find a job for three years, had to take the postgraduate entrance exam. After another three years of unemployment following his master's degree, he was forced to pursue a doctorate. Under the relentless pressure of classmates who jumped to their deaths every year because they couldn't graduate with their doctorates, this unfortunate, PhD-level nerdy guy finally endured the final stage of his academic life. Just as he was about to land his first lucrative job, he was abducted by aliens for human experimentation. But that wasn't the worst of it. Even worse, after being ruined by the aliens, he was abandoned on a planet with an unknown environment… Prologue – The Birth of a Nerdy Guy "Ten thousand miles of wind and smoke rise, gathering into banners to slay the black dragon." Luo Yanqi is my name, but its meaning is definitely not as elegant as this poem my father wrote. My father was a heavy smoker, always puffing away. The first half of the poem, "Ten thousand miles of wind and smoke," is purely a figment of his imagination. The second half of the sentence refers to a dog older than me. My father liked to take a deep drag of smoke and then blow it into the dog's nose, amusing himself by watching the dog struggle. The dog died when I was five. Despite my mother's strict prohibition, I ended up being the one blown into the dog's nose, which is why I absolutely hate smoking, especially secondhand smoke. In middle school, I gradually developed a dislike for men who smoke, and by high school, I hated men altogether. Unfortunately, as a human whose gender symbol is upward-pointing, I'm not very attractive to women, which means I have practically no friends. Besides finding solace in novels, comics, and games, I'm seen as a very eccentric person by others. People like me have an unflattering nickname from the Land of the Rising Sun—a shut-in!

…

The body is like a feather and life is like weeds.

I have seen the darkest night, so the bright and burning flame in my heart will never waver.

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Man's first requirement is to live, the second is still to live, and the third is still to live… In certain circumstances, living becomes a luxury. In hell, we look up at heaven, reaching out our hands. Though we cannot touch heaven, we can at least get closer to it. We sing in hell, we give thanks in hell, we love in hell, we kill in hell. We embrace each other with tears in our eyes, then plunge daggers into each other's chests, not for anything else, but for that faint, almost imperceptible gratitude. The world of the Song Dynasty is my bondage, and also my sky. Only birds that soar in flight understand the meaning of the sky. The Emperor said—"Lend me a corner of the royal mansion, so you and your child may find refuge." Tie Xinyuan said—"I will repay a drop of kindness with a spring of gratitude, but you cannot ask for anything. Whatever reward I give you, you must accept it." I may be smarter than all of you. In a sense, I am a prophet, I am a philosopher, I am a god!

He strives to gain renown among the feudal lords in order to preserve his life in this chaotic world!

As a posthumous child, Gongsun Xun received his life's guiding principles from his mother, who claimed to be a time traveler, at a very young age. However, as he drifted along with the tides of history year after year, he began to realize that something was gradually going wrong!

This is the story of a semi-native man struggling in a great era!

In his previous life, Earth lacked supernatural powers, so York could only endure the overwhelming pressure of his powerful spirit on his body. With aspirations for the pinnacle of martial arts and a longing for the beautiful world outside, he silently disappeared in the empty and desolate room.

Having been reborn on the continent of Zemuria and having his body restored through the secret medicine of the Bracer Guild, what kind of story will he write? What will his spirit, strengthened by two lifetimes, bring him?

York Ducho: I want to become stronger! Stronger!!! The strongest!!! I want to see this world properly and protect the people I love most!

The immortal way is revived, and the world is in great contention!

Before the White Jade Capital, a host of heroes arrived, a mighty army descended, banners covering the sky.

Xu Li looked at him coldly, pointed his sword, and a sword came from the west, the sword light darkening the sun:

"Can this sword cut off your immortality?"

then……

Ten thousand soldiers died, and all the heroes passed away!

A young man lived in a world of vast mountains and vast seas, a world where immortality flourished and prospered. Ancient magical powers coexisted with brand-new immortality, and all races sought a new path together. In this turbulent era, the young man longed for love and pursued beautiful women, until he finally realized that he was always alone. After a profound enlightenment, the young man wielded his sword of wisdom, severed his nine hundred and ninety-nine ties, and moved forward with grace. That day, plum blossoms bloomed like snow, and the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" appeared. Then, the young man discovered that he had more than nine hundred and ninety-nine ties... Follow Mianbao on Weibo at http://t.qq.com/fmianbao and email [email protected]. Everyone is welcome.