Ark is a new-era MMORPG that boasted 80 million concurrent players worldwide at its peak. The game's setting, Terra, is not Holy Terra, but simply Terra, thirty times the size of Earth, a vast land plagued by natural disasters. Player Xia Yuan accidentally travels back to before the game's launch, only his identity changes from player to NPC. He possesses all the functions of an NPC; in the eyes of other players, he is a mysterious merchant, a mentor of dreams, and the man female players can only dream of having. He is Terra's spiritual mentor, a fake priest, a dreamer, a thinker, a reformer, a philanthropist, a lone wolf, a seeker of truth, an explorer, a pioneer... "Let players enjoy the game while fleecing them." Jeston said, "I dare to take two or three punches from Saria, but I dare not take one punch from Xia Yuan. Even if God commands me, I will go to war with God." Arturo said, "Xia Yuan's desire makes me want to perform in front of him for three days and three nights." Patriot said, "Your ideal is also reality." American five-star operator MacArthur once commented, "He only needs to make a slight move to dominate the entire Terra Daily News' trending topics. When I saw Xia Yuan on the battlefield, I knew it was too late to retreat."

[Arknights x Project Moon]

After transmigrating into the world of Arknights, Lin Yi finds himself turned into a mobile city.

But when he spots Sweepers patrolling the alleys and streets, he realizes something is very wrong.

Buhao! This is Project Moon "The City"! You're telling me this thing counts as a mobile city?!

So let me get this straight—you're asking a city with zero Singularity tech to take on an entire district by itself?

Luckily, Lin Yi still has a well. With this single well, he can draw forth tools, artifacts—even identities—from across the multiverse. And so, a brand-new path begins to unfold.

“Hey, friend—interested in becoming a Fixer? First-time sign-up gets a free identity, no strings attached!”

...

Years later, Lin Yi stands at the heart of his bustling, human-centered city—gazing at the many people before him, each overlaid with personas drawn from countless realities—and recalls the afternoon he first became a mobile city.

Talulah · Fixer Identity : "Speak. I will protect all that belongs to Ursus."

Skadi · Ishmael Identity : "My mistake? I’d say it’s all thanks to me!"

Ch’en Hui-chieh · Dayan Emperor Identity : "I came to this city and saw vitality—life in full bloom, thriving in every corner."

W · Red Mist Identity : "Tell me—what does 'power' really mean?"

Lin Yi : “So... who’s next to tell their story?”

This is a fanfic based on Arknights. The rating is low because of rating manipulation. It contains original settings, so please be aware! (I'm saying this three times because it's important: It contains original settings!!! It contains original settings!!! It contains original settings!!!)

The main characters are little girls, and the story revolves around sisterly love. The interactions are limited to nothing more than physical contact. If you find this disturbing, please don't watch!

Layered Armor (The author is a newbie writer, so there may be repetitions or inadequate emotional descriptions. The early chapters may be a bit drawn out, focusing on character development. Please be gentle with your criticism, as there may be some personal interpretations included.)

What kind of stories will unfold on Earth after Skadi, the fifth god of the sea, is unwittingly abducted?

Earth: I never spit out the bones when I eat white hair, but she has no bones!

Doctor: What the hell is this?! Holy crap, a living, un-knife-wielded white-haired creature! I immediately started licking it like crazy.

Kal'tsit: You and your race make me laugh... I'm not talking about you, don't look at me like that.

(The plot will contain some minor angst. Kaya's character is that of a blank slate meeting Skadi, the aloof orca (scratch that). As we all know, when two airheads meet, an unsolvable law is formed. There will be explanations of this in the chapter.)

Good news: Bai Yuan has traveled through time, retaining the memories of his past life. It's like living a second life, in a world populated by beast-eared girls. Bad news: Bai Yuan's journey seems to have encountered some issues. He seems to be in a different dimension from everyone in this other world called Terra. He can see others, but they can't see him, touch him, or communicate with him. However, Bai Yuan has awakened the "System." All he needs to do is bind an agent to walk on his behalf in the real dimension and spread his legend throughout the world. Then, through the power of faith, he can fully manifest in the real dimension. However... "No one sees me! I can't bind an agent!" Lu Yuan, who has been wandering around the city called Longmen for five years, roared at the top of his lungs. Just when Lu Yuan was completely desperate, a senior police inspector named Shi Huaiya unexpectedly spotted him. Good news: Someone can see him now. Bad news: He is now lying in her bed, mistaken for a pervert, and she refuses to be his agent.

The giant structure roars in the nameless depths of the earth. It has been awakened since ten thousand years ago. When it opens its eyes, it sees the footprints of civilization and the afterglow of the dead.

The tenacious and ill-fated civilization showed him the brilliance of humanity, which made him determined to help the civilization above Terra and assist them in building an ark to escape the "flood".

He extracted the electronic soul from the grave and placed it in an artificial body

He took out the funeral objects left in the coffin and handed them to the walker on earth.

Every country has their traces, and every person may be a ghost of a previous civilization.

People from the future and the past, the past and the future, meet the traveler on a road where they were not originally there, and they may love or hate, live or die.

This land is always full of suffering, but hope is everlasting. This land is always full of sorrow, but struggle is eternal.

The King of Reunion, the Tyrant's Maid; the Knight of Casimir, the Pegasus's Squire; the Warrior of the Tower of Babel, the Demon King's Guardian; the Gunslinger of the Holy City, the Angel of the Blood Ring

Everywhere there are always their figures, everywhere there are always traces of love

The gifts left by civilization have given the present infinite possibilities, and the past from the future has appeared one after another, saving the regrets and sorrows that have never existed.

The helper will watch, he will wait, waiting for the day when civilization grows, waiting for the day when civilization comes to him

Civilizations will confront their creators

Civilization will survive

Updates will be slow

Contains a lot of author's private settings

Non-linear narrative

There is no one protagonist. Every person in the story is their own protagonist.

First time writing, sorry

The protagonist doesn't appear often, is there a protagonist?

I try not to ooc

Black Snake: I provoke a war between the old nobles and the emperor. No matter who wins, Ursus will be reborn from the ashes!

Young demon king, if you really want to put your foolish actions into practice and prevent Ursus from being reborn, then try to stop me, the incarnation of Ursus, the thousand-year-old god of Ursus!

Xia Yu: Wait, you said... you are a god? (Silently takes out the Heaven's Chain)

(This idea has filled my mind since I finished the eighth chapter. Guan Gong's battle with Qin Qiong has always been a topic I am passionate about. It's a pity that I have always been entangled in many things. Now I can publish the book. The setting is that the protagonist occupies the position of Kingu in the Absolute Warcraft Front, and then drifts to Terra.)

PS: Regarding the problem of the protagonist's combat power, I have already revised it. Really, I don't think that the combat power of the mercenary leader who was born in the dark and wanted to kill W is still weak. Regarding the problems in the early stage, I just want to show the protagonist's uneasiness when he first arrived in a strange world, so I always feel that my firepower is insufficient. Maybe the description is too deliberate, which makes everyone misunderstand.

The end of a civilization...destruction? Or rebirth?

Originium, the origin of all development, a gift or a curse?

A 'stowaway' soul descended upon this land in a different form.

But is it really that simple?

Why did the purebloods of the former civilization walk the earth as the Sakota? Where are his former companions now missing? What he saw and heard, and the painful separation he felt, were beyond his control?

Is this a gift from God or a curse?

For God, probability is the least important thing.

but...

The birth of every new life means the end of another life.

Li Moxin: Yes, I did control their fate, but they still have me. I can definitely become the cornerstone of their future path~

Shapeshifter: Yes, this is the child I pushed. How is it? Does it feel tempting?

Chad Hill: If the future is too far to peek into, I won't avoid tomorrow anymore. Walking forward with everyone will be a whole new story.

Ideals and reality? Fiction?

Rhodes Island, Reunion Movement, Sarkaz.

This is a future that shows a different development.

The prophet, the priestess, the blood demon lord, the demon brother and sister, the patriot...

The Doctor, Precious, Ducare, Tracy and Theresa, Bozhukasti...

There are many people out there. What choices will they make for a different future?

"So, the end of every life also means the birth of a new life."

[Slow-burning], [Multiple female protagonists], [Pseudo-group portrait]

The author is a novice, please point out any shortcomings.

Containing elements of Undertale, yandere, and female doctor—a story where a girl chooses to be transported to another world because she wants to see others achieve their goals. Her abilities are almost entirely rule-based, and she even possesses a time-traveling artifact, which allows her to build relationships with many important figures. Isn't this pure wish-fulfillment fiction? "Then why are you locked up by these women like a prisoner of war? How did you manage that?" "Well, I wanted to see them achieve their goals, so I helped them." She counsels them with psychological problems, helps them solve their hardships, and gives them whatever they want. Then… "Did I do something wrong?" "…Serves you right, stay locked up." —Currently: Chernobog and the Doctor → Lungmen

I've been transported to Rhodes Island as a doctor, but my initial outfit seems a bit off... What's with this Fluorine Star suit? Helium Star Child Karl El, Ural Silver Wolf Bronya, Jhin the Virtuoso, Dawn Goddess Leona, Sweet Commander Katakuri, Revolutionary Army Officer Bartholomew Kuma, Shichibukai Hawkeye Mihawk, Ship's Doctor Kira Yoshikage, Oceanographer Jotaro Kujo, Madagascar Penguin Agent... Any character skin you can imagine, this system can give you... Random, once a day, no returns. The final interpretation rights belong to 'Miracle Nikki'. "My name is George, I'm 24, a PhD, single, and work at Rhodes Island Command. I work until 8 PM every day before returning to my dorm. I don't smoke, and I only drink a little. I go to bed at 10 PM and get a full nine hours of sleep every night. Before bed, I eat a piece of bread, three packets of seasoning, and then drink a pot of hot water. I fall asleep immediately and sleep soundly until dawn, never carrying fatigue or stress into the next day. Kal'tsit says I'm perfectly normal." "You just woke up this morning, what are you talking about in your sleep, Doctor?" "I just wanted to say, Amiya, could you please hand me a mirror so I can see what new things I've done today?"

Who is holding the piece?

Is this a dream...

Falin opened his eyes. This was like a dream, but not a dream. He could not feel the collision or the temperature. This place was very mysterious.

A firefly, a sofa, a fireplace, a small room, a red carpet, a spirit, a door...

Farin left the sofa. He had never been to this place before. Where was this? Occasionally, there was a clicking sound outside the door, not like footsteps, but more like pieces falling on a chessboard.

Falin looked at the decoration of the room. It was small and dark, but warm. The stove contributed a flickering light to the room. Not far from the sofa was a dark red desk and an old wooden chair. There was a small window, and the moonlight was faintly shining through the window.

At some point, the sound of chess pieces dropping outside stopped, and Farin nervously glanced at the door. After a moment, there was indeed no sound outside. Farin shifted his gaze elsewhere. The fireflies seemed to have frozen, suspended in the air, and the occasional flicker of fire in the stove had also stopped... It was as if time had stood still...

Only Farin was able to move. Farin pushed open the door and saw a large hall outside. In the center of the hall was a long table... There were many mist-like figures sitting beside the table.

He looked around and saw many doors on the wall. But he gradually realized something was wrong. The wall couldn't hold so many doors, yet there were so many doors. Blood was flowing from under some of the doors, and some were broken. Falin saw a sofa inside, and a woman was lying on the sofa. Her throat was cut, and she was lying there quietly. Behind each door was the same...