[Villain + No female lead + American comics + Cool writing + Decisive killing + Fast updates! ]

My name is Ryan and my father is from the motherland.

I also have an "evil looting system" - as long as you kill the opponent, you can get everything from him!

The Invisible Man, the Starlight, the Deep Sea... I accept your power.

The entire American comic world of Black Robe, Marvel, and DC will be dominated by me.

They called me a monster, they called me a devil, they called me the ultimate terror that ever walked the earth!

Even my scumbag father, Homelander, trembled and said that I was too evil!

On a night as dark as ink, strange figures in gaudy, colorful garments march under the moonlight. Their faces are warped, frozen in eerie grins. They carry a grand sedan chair, stepping over grave soil, stained with demon blood, heading toward a den of monsters.

Among the folk, there is a chilling saying:

"When paper men bear the sedan, ghosts wail and demons howl — flee if you see them, and never draw near."

A long-lost legacy of the Zhimu craftsmen—those who craft ritual paper effigies—has resurfaced.

A reclusive youth inherits the art.

Controlling paper to kill, he hunts demons, spirits, and monsters…

Extracting their bones, peeling their skins, and crafting paper talismans to prolong life.

With paper as his blade and death as his ink—he walks the path of Dao.

A dark story, a ninja story about trying hard to survive and adapt to the darkness, not a daily love comedy style, it inherits the scumbag boss panel from Demon Slayer. I, Muzan, am destined to be the darkest person in the ninja world. When I form a new Twelve Demon Moons, the era of demons is coming!

In the Age of Dharma Decline, all magical arts have vanished, and cultivating the Dao is harder than ascending to heaven.

Zhao Shan, a great demonic master in his past life, is reborn in 1990s Hong Kong. He discovers it is still an era where cultivation is impossible. The righteous path is closed, and even fringe practices lead nowhere. Therefore, he can only return to his old ways: the path of demonic heresy.

But gradually, he realizes that this world isn't quite what it seems.

On an island in Hong Kong, there lives an exorcist policeman known as Uncle Feng, and a bustling city street is home to a notoriously haunted tower! The city is rife with tales of the Ten Great Evils of Southeast Asia, the Ten Ways to See a Ghost, ghouls raised to devour humans, and vengeful spirits claiming lives.

On the nearby island of Taiwan, a village called Chen's Village is said to worship a malevolent deity known as the Great Black Buddha Mother, while a wicked "Ghost Master" runs rampant. Not far away in Thailand, black magic, sorcerers, the forest god Bayan, and the wandering spirit of a woman haunting a cinema all exist...

To Zhao Shan, this world is absolutely marvelous! Not only is it full of familiar heroines from the movies he knows, but it's also teeming with perfect materials for his cultivation. His path to immortality is all but guaranteed!

But before all that, he must first commit murder, perform a blood sacrifice, and refine his first Jiangshi.

This is a world of strange tales and twisted legends—

where rituals and music have crumbled, and gods and ghosts roam freely.

In this land, the unnatural is natural.

There are bizarre cultivators and vengeful spirits,

green corpse demons, mushroom folk, grass-horse beasts,

and even righteous gods twisted by evil.

The path of cultivation here is anything but pure.

One may choose the art of corpse transformation,

or delve into ancient Qigong,

brew lead and mercury elixirs,

summon wandering spirits,

or command paper figurines riding armored horses.

Into this crooked world stumbles Lu Qian,

a man who wields a mysterious golden mirror that deepens his mastery of all things.

With each glance into the mirror, his understanding sharpens—

and his path strays ever deeper into darkness.

Half Taoist priest, half madman.

Both righteous and wicked.

A true cultivator seeking immortality at any cost.

[Infinite loop. Surviving in the cracks. Neither a saint nor invincible. Everyone's IQ is online. A slow-burn evolution.]

Ning Mu, who once suspected he was mentally ill, eventually realized the terrifying truth—the world was trapped in an endless reset. As the original course of events began to unravel, something far more sinister emerged: ghosts were real.

And those who devoured these ghosts… awakened extraordinary powers.

Now, everyone was hunting—fighting and feeding on ghosts to grow stronger.

After surviving countless bizarre and brutal incidents, Ning Mu faced the one who now stood above all, almost godlike.

“Go in peace. Don’t rewind time again,” Ning Mu said quietly.

The “god” remained silent—and rewound time anyway.

“Ning Mu, just give up.”

“Yeah! How can we fight against a god?”

Ning Mu only shook his head.

“Who’s to say what it really is—a god, a ghost, or just a human?”

When Jiang Ye woke up, the world had changed.

5% of the global population had become Players.

Paranormal events became game instances.

Clear the anomalies, grow stronger. Simple rules, deadly stakes.

Now, staring at the tearful girl begging him for help, Jiang Ye glanced at his backpack:

【Serrated Jaw】

【Catcher’s Mitt】

【Tattered Burial Shroud】

【Bloodletting File】

…

Behind the bone-white mask stretched across his face, Jiang Ye gave a shy little smile.

Then he made his choice: hang the girl on a tree.

After all, if the anomaly isn’t cleared, no one’s getting out — may as well draw the boss early.

The girl: “???”

As an Aberrant Player, Jiang Ye is under constant pressure:

Clear dungeons by day, dodge betrayal by night — especially from other players trying to “clear” him.

[Simulator][Get All Rewards] [Decisive Killing] [No Female Protagonist]

The sequel will be darker—if you can’t handle it, don’t enter.

In a crumbling mountain temple, a ragged beggar lay flat on a worn-out mat.

His hollow eyes stared blankly at the broken ceiling above, shimmering faintly in the light.

He hadn’t eaten in two days.

When he first transmigrated, he thought he’d landed in a typical feudal dynasty.

He was wrong.

This was a brutal world where martial might rules all, and ideals like benevolence or righteousness were just hollow jokes.

Here, power spoke—and fists decided everything.

“Why is it that other transmigrators get noble identities, cheat-like talents, or heroic destinies…

…while I, Xu Qing, wake up as a half-starved beggar?”

The truth was cruel.

The original Xu Qing had been an orphan, living off scraps and chasing one naive dream: to become a warrior.

But three days ago, I took over his body.

I—someone from Blue Star—crossed into this world and killed him just by arriving.

I didn’t replace him.

I erased him.

You can imagine the rest from there...

[Ding!]

[Simulator activated. Binding complete.]

[Congratulations to the host for unlocking: “Decisive Survival Route”]

In this world of cold-blooded warriors, false virtue, and endless bloodshed…

I don’t need a golden background or destined fate.

Give me the system, give me the simulator, and I’ll take everything with my own hands.

Meng Ning accidentally obtained a small world. From then on, he, an ordinary young man, had the ability to travel freely in the heavens and all realms, and began his journey through the heavens as he pleased.