Mysterious occurrences loom; the entire world dramatically changes.

The fate of individuals and nations becomes bound to AnalogHorror (rule kaidan), and once the chosen of destiny fail, it means countless people in their corresponding nation will be slaughtered by the strange phenomena.

The entire world falls into unrest, panic, and despair.

Until an absolutely unexpected individual joins the AnalogHorror game.

Xiao Yiwang glanced at the weird world before him and then at the examination admission ticket in his hand.

"Have middle school entrance exams always been this complicated? Well, it does prove my intelligence!"

"I am retarded, but selected to join the analoghorror game?!"

[Bizarre Game + Taoist Priest + Live Stream]

A century has passed since the arrival of a bizarre game, and humanity struggles to survive in terrifying dungeons.

Inside the Qingxin Temple, Chen Qing, who was focused on cultivating himself, unexpectedly entered a bizarre game.

The Taoist sect has declined, with genuine Taoists no longer emerging and fake Taoists running rampant.

But he wasn't a fake Taoist priest; he was the real deal.

"I am not skilled in martial arts, but I have some knowledge of magic."

At the Lingyuan Restaurant, the players, acting as waiters, were filled with trepidation, while he directly took on the role of restaurant supervisor.

In Eternal Paradise, where players are fleeing from terrifying facilities, he treats it like an ordinary amusement park, strolling around leisurely.

The group soon realized that they were not playing the same strange game as the Taoist priest at all.

Taoist priest? Why didn't you include me when you played the hacked version?

(P.S.: The protagonist is not a saint; everything is done as he pleases.)

"I was once the Grand Master of the Paladins, until I got carried away and seduced the Saint, earning divine punishment." "I was once the Cyber ​​Queen, until the gods envied my astonishing wisdom." "I was once a Buddhist cultivator, until I... killed too many cultivators and incurred the wrath of the gods." "I was once a cultivator, until I... offended a powerful Buddhist and incurred the wrath of the gods." "I was once a witch, until I accidentally told a monstrous lie to the gods." "What about you, Li Ye? What crime did you commit to be thrown here?" """"" Faced with the inmates' questioning, Li Ye reluctantly replied, "The gods said I destroyed the world, a heinous crime. Isn't that ridiculous?"... The exile, the garbage dump of the multiverse, is a place where monsters run rampant, karma abounds, natural disasters wreak havoc, and royal authority is shattered. Sinners abandoned by the gods struggle in vain, some like stray dogs by the roadside, others yearn to be kings...

【Japanese Horror】【Urban Tales】【The Mastermind】【Pure Fun】

Hayashi Yuta is a storyteller.

But his way of telling stories is a little special.

He needs no pen and paper, nor an audience.

He only needs a [Master of Strange Tales System] and a...

Living "material" waiting to be devoured by the "story".

Ghost Story Library:

The Woman in the Gap, Red Paper and Blue Paper, Mary's Phone Call, Half-Body Ghost, Kisaragi Station, The Woman with the Slit Mouth, Hanako, The Tall Woman, The Human-Faced Dog, Hachisha-sama, Twisting and Turning, Kayako...

Warning: The protagonist is a geek. What is morality? Is it edible? The plot unfolds in a single-episode format, and each strange story strives to offer an authentic Japanese horror experience. Caution for the faint of heart, and avoid reading if you have a heart condition. This might give you nightmares... The author expresses deep understanding and even gloats over the misfortune.

Liu Sheng, a worker in Tang State, initially only wanted to publish two more top-ranked articles to get promoted early, get more pension and live a peaceful life.

But why did he deviate from his dream?

After in-depth communication with the monsters, Liu Sheng gradually made up his mind: "I want to build a spaceship!"

An accident left Fang Yu with a strange body. From then on, he began to feel his words and actions becoming increasingly bizarre... He laughed when he should have cried, and wailed when he should have laughed. He gradually became a strange being, losing all his humanity...

In an era when the scarred history has gradually turned to cold dust, I opened the ancient texts recording the Outer Gods—blasphemous, frenzied, and incoherent words. My destiny flashed before my clouded eyes. War will once again engulf the world; kingdoms and races will be overthrown and reborn in blood and fire; living beings will wail for their suffering and fate; the war will never end. In the flames of faith and self-interest, no one is innocent, and no one can escape unscathed. Listen carefully, Joan of Arc, two paths lie before me. One, I will follow your guidance, abandon reason, and follow your righteous sacrifice. [Cambert]

Place of Birth: Bone Sea Identity: Skeleton… In the next moment, Yun Ming, still in a daze, was swept into the battlefield. Thus, a bewildered gray bone was ruthlessly hijacked by fate. What kind of unknowns will he face?

***

The world swam into focus through a haze of gray-white mist, the only sound a persistent, dry crackling in unseen ears. Yun Ming’s consciousness flickered, slowly anchoring itself to a body lying flat on… bones. Countless bones, forming a desolate, shifting landscape beneath him. He tried to sit up, but agony exploded through his frame, sharp and absolute. Looking down, he saw not flesh, but gray-white ribs. Above, slender leg bones stretched where his own should be.

“I… am a skeleton?” The thought echoed in the hollow cavity of his skull, a silent scream of disbelief swallowed by the oppressive mist. Around him, other skeletal figures stirred, mindless automatons rising from the osseous sea, only for some to suddenly collapse, scattering back into the landscape like brittle twigs. Death was palpable here, a constant presence reinforced by the chilling whispers of disintegration.

A voice, alien yet intimate, suddenly bloomed within his mind, urging him forward, into the unknown grayness. With excruciating effort, fueled by a primal fear and a dawning, terrifying awareness, Yun Ming forced his fragile new body upright. This was the Bone Sea. This was his new, horrifying beginning. And in this realm of endless death, survival was the only imperative. His journey, fraught with pain and the constant threat of dissolution, had just begun.

Several years ago, an accident left Mo Bai paralyzed on one side of his body, and he passed away in agony.

After his life ended, Mo Bai was given the chance to be resurrected in the infinite world.

By continuously clearing levels, you can not only survive but also heal your legs and stand up again.

[Playing House]

System: "Ding, hello player, players in this world are divided into spectator group and combat group."

System: "You are a spectator player and have been awarded the title 'Flawed Porcelain Doll.' You can display your charm to make the monsters automatically move away from you..."

In an effort to regain his health, Mo Bai excitedly swung his metal baseball bat and smashed the monster's head.

Mo Bai: "System, what did you say?"

System: "I didn't say anything. Congratulations to the player for leveling up and obtaining the title 'The Broken Iron Doll'."

The Earl's Villa

System: "System friendly reminder: 'The broken iron doll' - you can demonstrate its aesthetic value, and the Earl will let you play with it..."

Mo Bai killed the perverted count with an ice hammer.

Mo Bai: "System, what did you say?"

System: "I didn't say anything."

After passing several levels, Mo Bai asked the system in confusion, "System, why is my dungeon more difficult than others'?"

System: "Because you never follow the walkthrough! Look at how high your title has gone! Fight on, 'Solid Diamond'! Are you still a spectator?"

Mo Bai: "Oh, I don't like your strategy guide. I refuse to view it!" Theme: A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime.