Isn't it true that these days, anyone who cosplays wears something?! Sakai Rie wanted to go in the water to cool down, but when she turned around, she saw the real person lying in the river. The two of them were speechless. "..." This is so ooc. Sakai Rie doesn't completely share the same ideas as Dazai Osamu, but they are similar in some aspects.

I was thrown into countless hentai worlds, forced to walk the path of scum to survive. I seduced married women with the fragility of a young boy, coerced girls with my blond hair, or engaged in forbidden school romances as a teacher… Now I have a new identity: the evil spirit of Babel, the doctor of Rhodes Island… the harem king of Terra. I will use the abilities of the underworld to change this land filled with tragedy. I was once a quality inspector at Type-Moon Heavy Industries, and I conquered the world in the name of Lance; those powers came with me. “Believe me, my becoming a harem king is all the world’s fault!” “I will save this damned world! To undo those regrets!” “Come, witness me as a player, as the Fourth Calamity!” [Erotic and exciting, five chapters a day, quality guaranteed, plenty to satisfy]

"I think humans are actually quite complicated. When I first drove those evil gods back to the warp, many people supported me. Later, they said that I was looking too high and too far, and that I could stop and rest for a while. Many of my defeated opponents said that even if I defeated all opponents and enemies, whether tangible or intangible, I would eventually be defeated by time.

But it doesn't matter, time will prove me right."

Humans have been dragged down by monsters and demons since the First Crusade, and history, this fully-insured semi-trailer, has been running rampant ever since

." You mean, everything in heaven and hell is evil gods of the warp, so why not go on the field yourself? "

What should Neos do in the face of this group of diehard psychic lunatics on the stake? Only:

"Okay, listen up heretics,

wait until I become emperor, I will formulate a new burning method!

Those who believe in evil gods will be burned

, those who use faith to cheat people of their wealth will be burned , and

those who do not believe in humanity will be burned."

"Are you human?"

"I'm not a god! You will go to the stake too!"

"Damn it, you tyrant, what's the difference between you and our church!"

"Oh my God, gentlemen! This diehard actually realized his sins, he can't be burned, he must be pulled out as an example - hang him up and whip him with a copper-headed leather belt!"

If you want to save a girl who is trapped in the quagmire of family expectations and self-blame.

What are you going to do.

If she is self-deprecating and gloomy, she will only be stubborn in front of you and smile cunningly in front of you.

I just don't want to admit defeat in front of you.

What are you going to do?

Is it necessary to use ordinary methods, like lifting a baby, to lift her out of the mud?

But Xia Wuli was not willing to do so. He insisted on giving her all the despair and unbearableness in a twisted and heavy way.

Let her transform like a butterfly.

In the kiss of biting each other, it burns into the most twisted redemption

"It has now been discovered that the mortal Chen Shun'an has accumulated many good deeds and merits. He is hereby specially appointed as the Grass-Head God [Water-Splitter Who Collects Dew], and is granted a Grass Talisman, thus elevating his divine position."

"Thank you so much, Great God, for bestowing upon me this divine title. I am deeply grateful!"

Chen Shunan immediately knelt down and automatically assumed the identity of 'minor god'.

However, no one responded.

Chen Shunan mustered his courage and looked up.

The speaker was merely an unnamed divine scroll, its position conspicuously vacant!

Chen Shunan's eyes widened suddenly, and an extremely bold idea rose in his mind!

He grabbed it!

"Since the position of Water Emperor is vacant and no one is going to take it, I'll take it."

...

When Dongzhou entered the pass, it ruled the world with the power of shamans and demons. The disciples of Baishan took control of the court, and all kinds of lineages were defeated and fled.

However, the dynasty's reign was short-lived. At that time, the dynasty was coming to an end, and the world was in chaos and demonic phenomena were frequent.

Externally, various religions are knocking on our door with their new doctrines, smuggling hibiscus incense; internally, secret societies are forming alliances to subvert the state.

Three thousand unorthodox paths, eight hundred side sects, one hundred and eight upper sects, Dragon Tiger Golden Elixir, the Eight Schools of Supreme Enlightenment, the God of the Spiritual Path, the Civil and Martial Pu'an... the lineage is restored.

Chen Shun'an, who was fifty years old and knew the will of Heaven, transmigrated to this world. He struggled for most of his life, but he was still just a water carrier from a bitter well in the capital. He accidentally obtained a scroll of the "True Spirit Treasure Edict of the Three Primal Water Officials", which gave him control over the mountains and rivers of the world and made him the Water Official of the Three Primal Elements.

As time goes by, all dharma is like a dream, an illusion, a bubble.

Only when waterways are flowing freely can I dwell amidst heaven and earth.

He traveled through a game world set in a magical remake of World War I, becoming a hapless imprisoned man in London. Luckily, he knew the plot well and possessed a cheat code that allowed him to replicate other people's abilities. Since fate had already condemned him to a life sentence, he decided to set the mountain on fire. "Miss Witch, how can you govern a country with these insects?" "Madam, you don't want your general husband to discover you're a spy for the Six Nations, do you?" "Go ahead, Princess, what are you hesitating about? Failure is treason, success is revolution!" "You ask what's on board? Nothing, just a few thousand guns... Arms smuggling? Don't slander me! I'm clearly supporting a just cause!" ... and so on. By establishing a secret organization, operating an underground industry, weaving a spy network, and collecting hardcore...

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.

From that day on, secret realms came to the world.

Strange creatures were crying for food, and strange rules were waiting for their favor.

Those people were lured by supernatural powers and treasures, and joined the game because of wealth and power.

But soon, they would go crazy because of the role-playing and be swallowed by the barbarity.

But he was different. He could always enjoy the excitement of fear and taste the joy of despair.

In the knife-like turning point of fate, "Great, wonderful!" He exclaimed.

Then he turned around, smiled and looked forward to it more--

Heading to hell.

[Modern mystery, rule copy, warm healing, Sbarasi. 】

When things reach their lowest point, they begin to rise; when small things go, big things come. Starting from sitting on the sidelines at the Chinese Medicine Research Institute, Zhang Jun skillfully used power tactics, official strategies, and worldly affairs to rise step by step to the pinnacle of his official career!