In the first simulation, you are the son of the Demonic Sect Master, but you take in the daughter of the righteous leader, the Lu family, on a snowy night.

You named her Lu Xuezhao and personally raised her into a world-renowned female swordswoman.

When the simulation ended, your identity as a member of the Demonic Sect was exposed, and you were on the verge of death. The head of the Lu family ordered her to kill you to prove her Dao heart.

Lu Zhaoxue didn't make a move, but instead held you in her arms.

"Master, if we manage to get out of here alive, would you be willing to travel with me to see all the mountains and rivers?"

In the end, you risked your life to pave a way for her.

You died, died in her arms.

In the second simulation, you are a village boy who unexpectedly offends a powerful and influential Tu Shan white fox.

For your own life, you took meticulous care of her.

At the end of the simulation, the betrayal of the immortal sects triggered a war between humans and demons.

You are a martial saint among mortals, single-handedly charging into battle and forcing the demon race to retreat, yet the immortal sects, citing the presence of a fox demon by your side, are launching an attack against you.

In the end, you burned everything, and they all perished.

At this moment, she was already an eight-tailed spirit fox, willing to exchange one of her tails for your life.

Knowing you were doomed, and unwilling to waste the white fox's cultivation, you made a wish to her.

"Tu Shan Bai Qing, my wish is that you grow a ninth tail."

You died, died in her arms.

Through repeated simulations, Jiang Yan was able to escape from the Heavenly Prison.

But he always felt something was wrong.

The simulated fairies have gathered at their sect, saying they want to find their deceased husbands.

Jiang Yan was drenched in sweat.

Wasn't this supposed to be a life simulation? How did you become real, fairy?

After being unexpectedly attacked by the Great Luck, El finds herself in this dangerous fantasy world. Fortunately, this body possesses a special ability—growing stronger by absorbing other beings. Worried about being labeled a heretic? Simple! Become a witch and gain supreme power! Thus, a strange scene unfolds—a witch who should be a poke-style character carves out her own territory using her immortal body. …El looks at countless enemies: “You don’t think a witch has no counter-attack ability when she gets close, do you?” “Give up? I won’t let you go even if you beg me.” “I don’t know if you’re alive by force, but if I are, you definitely won’t survive.”

[No system, but not mindless; a thousand-handed clan; slow start]

After a stroke of good fortune, he was transported to the Naruto world, where he became Senju Ryo, the last surviving member of the Senju clan in Konoha, and was taken home by the decadent gambler Tsunade.

Under the tutelage of the medical sage, he originally wished to be an ordinary medical ninja, living a peaceful life under Tsunade's protection.

But when those "paper dolls" that once only existed in his memory came vividly into his world, he... could no longer remain detached.

But fate is always unpredictable.

He couldn't change the predetermined fate of his companions, nor could he control his own life.

It wasn't until he was imprisoned in a dark laboratory that he finally realized:

This twisted ninja world was destined to collapse from the moment chakra was born.

"The era of ninjas is coming to an end."

He made this announcement during the Fourth Shinobi World War.

[Single Female Lead + Xuanhuan + Invincible + Anti-Reincarnation + Ruthless + Never Looking Back + Sword Dao + Devouring Flow]

To elevate his family to the status of an Immortal Clan, Ye Chuchen fought a life-and-death battle against the Demonic Empress, Lin Shuwang, sacrificing everything. His meridians were shattered, his divine body was broken, and his cultivation was completely crippled.

In the end, the Ye Family successfully ascended to the rank of an Immortal Clan, gaining control over ninety-nine spiritual veins. However, after Ye Chuchen was rendered useless, he was met with scorn from his father and his seven elder sisters. Stripped of his position as the Holy Son, he was humiliated and tormented by his so-called junior martial brother, a two-faced white lotus.

Ye Chuchen laughed. Look down on me just because my cultivation is crippled?

Then I shall betray the family and pledge my allegiance to the Demonic Empress! I will ensure the Ye Family is reduced to ashes!

The moment he defected, he refined the Supreme Imperial Weapon—the Devouring Heaven Demonic Urn. From that moment on, he devoured the heavens and the earth, seizing the cultivation and Dao fruits of others.

This Ye Family—if I, Ye Chuchen, could raise it up, then I can just as easily trample it beneath my feet!

[No system] + [No heroine] + [Not invincible in the early stage] + [Build your own faction]

An unknown loophole in the long river of time brought Chen Yun, who was in the late stage of cancer, to this bizarre world.

He was unable to practice, yet he was standing at the end of practice from the very beginning.

During that strange journey, the ultimate mutation of the cancer cells in his body actually gave him immortality!

"Longevity does not mean immortality. I want to live on."

Thus, the "cancer" of this world began its journey of self-reliance...

His soul traveled through time to the ancient times and directly became the youngest generation of supreme being in the ancient times.

He also had a system on him, which was simply wonderful.

They are clearly two happy events, so why are they so sad when put together?

At the end of the ancient times, Zhang Daoyuan looked up and saw the sky collapsing and the earth cracking.

The immortal bell of the Immortal King Wuzhong was shattered, and the reincarnation disk of the Immortal King Liudao Samsara collapsed.

Foreign lands are invading!

The system awakens, but it’s a crazy version!

"The Emperor system is activated. In the post-ancient times, cultivation is difficult. The host is tested to have successfully embarked on the path of cultivation, come into contact with the cultivation world, and take the Nine Wonderful Immortal Elixir."

"Reward: Activate the Ancient Holy Body! Open up the Sea of ​​Bitterness."

Zhang Daoyuan: "?"

Is this still the ancient times?

Where did you get the system?

No, where are you, system?

A sentient demonic sword drifts from master to master, offering power at a price. Some wielders rise, others fall—but all leave their mark on the blade. It grows stronger with each bond, shaping and shattering destinies across a blood-soaked world. This is not a story of good or evil—only the will of the sword.

Is it the body that determines consciousness, or the soul? Aden could clearly "feel" every contraction of his muscle fibers, every friction of his scales against the air and the ground, the heart's heavy, powerful throbbing like a furnace. This body was so real, so... "noisy," constantly announcing its existence and needs to his consciousness. ............When Aden slew the Dragon King-level boss, the Ash King, in the game "Astral Realm," his game interface automatically popped up. In the most prominent position of the status bar, a skull icon, unprecedented in appearance, emanating an ominous dark red glow, stood out. Beneath it was a line of text, also in dark red: [Status] Name: Aden (Ash Curser) Form: Red Dragon Status: [Curse of the Ash King] (Eternal Solidification) - Form...

A star shot through the sky, it also shot through the tranquility of the world.

Supernatural powers descended upon Earth. Who watches in the dark? Who mutters in my ear?

When my growl shatters the sky, when my power tramples the abyss, when I govern all that is living and dead… they shall call me– God.

Finally, one day, Lucian arrived in a world without superheroes, superheroes, Batman, or the Joker. He boredly replayed an ordinary life, depressed, exhausted, and utterly bored. Then, one day, through a crack in the window, he glimpsed Batman soaring through Gotham. He washed out his hair, stained black by disposable dye, removed his warm, soft brown contact lenses, and finished a whole bottle of now-useless brain suppressant medication. Then, standing in the spotlight, he gazed at the birth of Batman with a feeling of emotion and nostalgia, and let out his first laugh.