If one day, the sun disappeared and the world was shrouded in darkness, what kind of world would it be like? The earth, in the midst of a great transformation, fell into darkness. From then on, there was no sunlight, no starry sky, only endless cold and darkness. From then on, mankind entered an age of darkness and blood...

The Outland God Anaric has many names. It is the evil god recognized by the secular world, the polluter of the world, the corrupter of souls, the invisible and intangible darkness and the end, leading everything to the end of collapse and extinction. The last time Anaric came to reality, all babies born within eleven years had no self-awareness, and only deformed bodies continued to devour and excrete endlessly.

However, believers who worship it claim that Anaric is the true god, the only god who has no origin and is not created, and has always existed. The gods that are widely worshipped today are nothing more than demons born from the breath of the true gods. To believe in them is to destroy the freedom of one's own soul.

Cesar doesn't know which is true and which is false, but Anaric's path has been like a bone-eating poison, filling his soul with madness. It is forcing him to step into the fate of the shadow of the evil god step by step.

Corruption is spreading, madness is spreading in people's hearts, religious disputes have set off wars of unprecedented intensity and scale, and various races are slaughtering each other with fanatical emotions, causing war, looting, plague, famine and death all over the world, and giving birth to more and more twisted evil things.

Who can be the savior? Anyone can, but he definitely can't.

[Time Standstill + Doomsday + Group Portrait + Superpower + Arrogance + Forgetfulness]

Bai Ye traveled to the Cataclysm era two hundred years later.

This place is full of dangers, the people are simple, and the alien beasts are rampant, but he is not panicking.

Because he can stop time for one minute every day, if he doesn't use it today, he can accumulate it tomorrow.

So far, he has deeply realized that time is the true meaning of life!

Facing the brutal wasteland leader, Bai Ye earnestly advised: "I really don't want to waste time killing you, otherwise you kneel down and beg me, and this matter will be over?"

Looking at the evil god lying in a pool of blood, Bai Ye sighed: "Do you know how much time I wasted to kill you? Ten seconds! Ten seconds! How many ten seconds are there in a person's life!?"

Many years later.

Reporter: Mr. Bai Ye, as a great catastrophe...

Villain • No Romance • Sequence Powers • Subtle Horror • Slow Burn

Jiang Yan is just an ordinary high school student, until one day, things around him start getting... strange.

“I don’t know what’s going on. Everyone looks terrified when they see me.

They say I torture my own kind, kill without mercy, that I’m some deranged monster.

But I’ve always been polite and kind. I respect my teachers, I’m good to my grandparents…

I don’t even know the people they’re talking about!

Doctor, can you tell me what’s happening to me?”

Doctor: “Sure, I can try. But… could you maybe put the knife down before we keep talking?”

...

In a world spiraling into chaos, filled with the strange and the supernatural, Jiang Yan finds himself surrounded by fear and suspicion.

He’s desperate to make things clear.

“I swear, I’m not the villain!”

[Weird Cultivation] · [No Female Lead] · [Mortal MC]

A black sun hangs in the sky, the Weird Realm has invaded.

Zhou Yi, a mere mortal who survives by transcribing texts for others, crosses over into this strange world. One day, starving and desperate, he's hired by a mysterious shopkeeper to copy ancient tomes. In doing so, he accidentally awakens a mysterious beast-hide Bagua, which refines his techniques into perfected forbidden arts, and uses them to slay his eerie employer.

Thus begins a dark and bloody path of cultivation.

He soon discovers that this world has long been corrupted by terrifying, unknowable forces.

To ascend the Immortal Path, Zhou Yi has only one method left: kill his way forward.

Humans can be killed. The Weird can be killed. Even immortals, can be killed.

Destroy all who stand in his way. Endure every tribulation.

In a world where the immortal gate is shut to all, he alone shall open the way to the Other Shore.

Tags: Horror Aesthetics, Anti Hero (Loyal to his bottom line), Urban Supernatural, Strong from the Start

Dismemberment by a haunted doll with a chainsaw.

A red-clothed ghost taking lives at the airport.

A ten-mile street crawling with spirits.

The dead rising inside a crematorium.

Corpses running amok in an abandoned hospital...

These aren’t my experiences — they’re the stories I’ve written.

My name is Yang Ning, heir to the Spirit Gate and a professional Spirit Descender. I deal in spirit-linked dolls — the kind that can actually manifest ghosts.

Now, wrapped in malevolent spirits and followed by over a hundred red-clothed ghosts, I’ve returned from Hell to the world of the living...

To bring this world a grand and terrifying feast.

Su Xie, who was merely complaining a little about life, suddenly finds himself transported to another world — and that world is none other than Battle Through the Heavens. In a continent dominated by powerful fighters, how can an ordinary person like him survive? Fortunately, Su Xie awakens his own cheat: the Worship System. To earn worship points, he has no choice but to keep walking further down the path of showing off and pretending to be invincible...

(Eternal life + vampire + dark Central Europe + church + era change)

A good book about vampires. - According to the "Holy Testament".

[All things have reproduction, but no death. The Garden of Eden is getting bigger and bigger, so God created death and hung it high above the sky. God is the master of life, and Jonah is the end of the world, and he is in charge of the death of living beings. Only Kuba was not happy, so he was exiled by God. To avoid death, Kuba avoids the sun forever. ]

Norton picked up a pen and crossed out Kuba's name in the "Holy Testament", and then wrote his own name on it.

Kuba is the ancestor of vampires? When I kill the ancestor of vampires, then I, Norton, will be the ancestor of vampires!

- - I can't find a good book about vampires. They are all systems or those who pretend to be vampires, or vampire girls, which are clichés and have no mysterious taste. So I'll write one myself and see. Feel free to watch, there are already three books with one million words, you can click on my avatar to view them.

Cultivate True Qi. Build the Foundation. Emerge as a Yin Spirit.

The Left-Hand Path is treacherous, one refines baleful energy, defiles the divine soul, and seeks fleeting freedom.

The path of the unorthodox is harsh, one must avoid earthfire, dodge astral winds, and survive to birth a Yang Spirit.

Now reborn, the Unorthodox Daoist returns.

In this life, I shall establish my own Dao lineage, forge my own Dao artifacts, and suppress all beneath Heaven.

[Cthulhu Style + Anomaly Containment + Superpowers + Mystery + Eldritch]

Over three hundred years ago, humanity received a "Gilded Aluminum Plate" from a higher-dimensional world known as the Pioneer Plate.

Based on the hieroglyphic script upon it, humans provisionally translated its title as — Shēn Xuān Lù (訷諻籙).

At the same time—

The world underwent dimensional elevation. Humanity began to evolve.

They deciphered from the Shēn Xuān Lù the records of mysterious beings from even higher dimensions.

And came to realize…

The invasion from the higher dimensions had already begun long before the plate arrived.

The eldritch descends. High-dimension invades.

Logic disintegrates. Civilization stalls.

A group of dimensionally elevated individuals with special abilities press forward in the dusk—before the sun falls completely.

Mere beasts vast enough to drink rivers and swallow seas?

Mere mountains of flesh with a hundred oozing black-blooded eyes?

Mere apocalyptic zombie tides blotting out the sky?

Mere bizarre, chaotic, incomprehensible oddities?

All these fears... do they truly arise just from insufficient firepower?

Glimpses from the corners of your vision.

Terror swimming through your sea of consciousness.

Eldritch entities lurking within your dreams.

Divine names whispered from unknown mouths.

Can the bullets in your gun... strike the monster inside your mind?