[Yandere + Shura Field + Second Round + Battle of Wits and Courage + Weirdness + Cthulhu + Death Replay]

This is a dark fantasy love-development game.

The main gameplay of the game is to shelter various monster girls and work with your partners to investigate the truth of the world shrouded in fog.

However, because he liked this dark and bizarre tone so much, Luo Wei turned a love game into a detective mystery game.

What are women? Women only slow down my speed in drawing my gun!

To him, the heroines in the game are more like tools to squeeze out the rewards and pass the level perfectly.

For Luo Wei, it is normal to flirt with every girl he meets and then dump her.

Will the character's favorability drop? Don't worry.

With his charm maxed out, Luo Wei can be called a "human succubus". Doesn't his PUA increase immediately?

Although it's a bit of a scumbag, the paper heroines in the game won't really take out axes to chop themselves.

However...

Luo Wei traveled through time and space, and he accidentally traveled into the second round of this game.

What he did in the past also turned them all into scary yanderes.

Because of his world view, the heroines he had taken in were basically all "problem girls".

Paranoid, twisted, extremely unstable mentally, and an aggressive yandere...

The kind that will kill you if they can't get you...

Luo Wei wanted to cry but had no tears.

I really just want to survive...

In short, this is a story about a battle of wits and courage, love and hate with yanderes.

[Villain Rebirth + Sword Dao + Empress + System + Rebellious Disciple + Junior Sister]

Also known as “Villainous Senior Brother, Junior Sister Please Behave” and “Master Don’t Turn Around, It’s Me.”

Ning Jie, a failed art student, transmigrated into a cultivation world and became the ultimate villain!

To avoid being killed by the protagonist and the female leads, he bound himself to the “Kill the female leads to Prove the Dao” system and successfully eliminated all of them.

However, the plot became too tragic, angering the Heavenly Dao, which forced him to restart his journey!

But this time, everything had changed…

The breathtakingly beautiful master: “Hmph! Rebellious disciple, you dared to kill me in your past life. Let’s see how I deal with you this time!”

The cold and aloof Empress: “I don’t care! I will give up my throne and be with Ning Lang no matter what!”

Humans don't need to pay for the sins committed in a game, right~

So,

In reality, I'm timid and obedient; in the game, I strike with a heavy fist.

In reality, I abide by the law and love peace; in the game, no grass grows where I tread, and rivers of blood flow.

Originally,

There shouldn't have been any problem,

Until the game timeline overlapped with reality, and I actually inherited the extremely evil organization I created in the game...

[Iron Eater]: Feed on iron, and you can draw power from the essence it contains.

[Blood Frenzy]: All your attributes multiply as your health drops. If your base stats are high enough, then with a sliver of health, you might even slay a god.

[Feast]: The blood of your kind gives off an irresistible fragrance. Devour them, and you shall gain eternal life~

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.

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.

Xu Shu: "My identity is not the murderer or the dead."

...

The world of script killing

The first script I got:

The identity cook, the murderer, the method of killing is poisoning the food.

Hsu: ???

Do you feel like you’re not revealing fast enough?

...

The second script:

Identity doctor, murderer, murder method is drug poisoning.

Hsu: ???

Don’t use your own identity anymore, hey!

...

The third script:

Identity ballet dancers, dead, innocent people involved in the incident.

Hsu: ???

It’s not a killer, but why the dead and a girl?

...

The fourth script:

HOW: Hold on! Please be normal this time!

...

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Non-traditional script killing.

[Knocking on the blackboard: the plot progress will gradually change from the ordinary → strange direction, and the story will focus on the task. And the script that kills each script is original, not a fan, and is noted when a non-original script appears.]

There are vests, there are costumes, there are costumes, there are no women.

In order not to burden his parents, Chen Changan, who was suffering from a terminal illness, jumped from the rooftop of the hospital and traveled to another world. He awakened his gluttonous heart, mastered the immortal weapon Eternal Divine Furnace, learned the gluttonous heaven-swallowing art, changed his fate, swallowed the sky and the earth, plundered everything for his own use, and strengthened himself. No matter how strong the empress's daughter was, she could not escape the fate of being suppressed by him, Chen Changan...

Have you ever thought that under the bright neon city, there are monsters from ancient myths hidden?

Have you ever thought that on the moon hanging high above the heads of the world, there are gods who watch over the world?

Have you ever thought that in the crowded modern city, there are extraordinary people who walk in the world instead of gods?

In the society ruled by human beings, there are countless strange things lurking; in those forbidden areas of life that no one cares about, there are ancient gods living.

Seraphim Michael, Pluto Hades, Sea God Poseidon... Where did the gods belonging to the humanity go?

In this world belonging to "people", "mysteries" need to be eliminated!

Why does the decapitated ghost in the midnight hospital pray frequently?

Why do the ghosts in human skin in the deserted mountain village keep wailing?

Why does the long-haired female ghost in the bachelor's apartment scream in the middle of the night?

All this is not a distortion of human nature, let alone a loss of morality, but... someone is sick!

Living in an era of resurgent terror and rampant ghosts, Bai Yuan, who was wearing hospital clothes, smiled calmly and said to himself:

"It's time to give Li Gui a little psychotic shock!"

This is a damn Victorian fantasy novel.

Add a spoonful of steam engines to get that damned tech tree moving! Add a spoonful of love and hate to give everyone a good reason to fight! Add a spoonful of madness to lighten up this gloomy world, and finally, add a spoonful of natural disasters as the main boss… Wait! Bloody hell, I poured too much!

…

Year 931 of the Envirg Calendar.

The city I live in has been named the most advanced city in the West. The main reason? Steam technology, the source of both groundbreaking innovation and utter chaos, has turned the world upside down. It’s undeniable. Yet, despite this, people still flock here in droves. This city always offers a glimmer of hope, whether it’s a lie or an illusion. It’s so close, seemingly within reach, that people are willing to risk everything for it. A city of illusions.

And I am one of those dream chasers.