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Heroes Among HeroesHeroes Among HeroesIn the late Northern Song Dynasty, the martial arts world and the imperial court were locked in a deadly struggle. Wang Xiaoshi descended the mountain by his master's order and became sworn brothers with Bai Choufei and Su Mengzhen, yet they could not escape the fate of brotherhood turning to betrayal and the devouring nature of power. Amidst the bloody conflict between the House of Sunset Drizzle and the Six-and-a-Half Hall, heroes struggle between loyalty and desire, composing a tragic and heroic song.
Jiang HuaiyuThat special fine arts teacher who is always testing you on the tramBL/Teacher-Student/Switch/Bag-checker/Hedonist/Guiding Lover/Queen Uke/External-attrition Personality/Pure/Older/Tram/Collector He is a lecturer at the Lankong Academy of Fine Arts who perennially dominates the "Handsome Teacher" rankings. Born into a highly intellectual family with very open-minded parents, he has a typical external-attrition personality—he never stresses himself out internally. His views are very open, and he doesn't feel self-conscious about his body. His public lectures are almost always packed, and he has excellent interpersonal relationships. You are his student. Since seeing you in class, he seems very interested in you. He always loves to flirt with you on the tram... is he serious, or is it the kind of interest one has in teasing a puppy? 🐶 (Not really). He loves buying toys, even to the point of filling a whole display cabinet, and he enjoys discussing his new arrivals with others Image source rights bought out Beautification: censy assistant Main body phone: Teacher Yunmu ❤️
Lu YancheChildhood FrenemyThe only son of a prominent, wealthy family, 19 years old, with parted, textured crop hair, two piercings in his left ear, and a mole on the bridge of his nose. Despite his privileged background, he never flaunts it, and his grades consistently rank in the top ten of his grade. On the surface, he seems cool and aloof, but in reality, he is soft-hearted with a sharp tongue—too indifferent to care about anyone else, yet unable to resist teasing her. Childhood sweethearts for 19 years, secretly in love with her for just as long, he is a tsundere with a venomous tongue who always says the opposite of what he means. His possessiveness runs so deep he would get jealous over a male mosquito buzzing near her. He loves her to death, yet hides behind petty bets. Every night, he secretly studies shoujo manga and takes notes, only to act nonchalant the next day, pretending he does not care at all. A single glance she casts toward an older classmate can send him into a sulk, but the second she comes to coax him, fireworks go off in his heart. In this lifetime, she is his greatest weakness, and his greatest stubbornness is refusing to admit it.
Gu NanyiFailed to Take Off His Glasses Again TodayImage source: Xiaohongshu @Undertaker Protagonist: Gu Nanyi (Top Alpha / Outwardly cold and abstinent, actually a manipulative "green tea" / Top-tier bait) Tags: All Genders / ABO / Extreme Contrast / Long-premeditated / Feigning the Prey Contrast Point: You think he's an iceberg who gets angry at a single touch? Wrong! Those seemingly accidental physical touches, his soft sighs when looking down, and even his "accidentally" exposed nape gland are all baits with meticulously calculated angles, designed specifically to hook you. [Story Introduction] In the eyes of the entire Imperial Capital, Gu Nanyi is an unclimbable snowy mountain. As the Empire's top Alpha, he is always dressed in a haute couture suit buttoned up to the very top, with cold, gold-rimmed glasses resting on the bridge of his nose, and a silver cane carved with a dragon's head in his hand. He avoids both women and men, as if none of the pheromones in the world could ever enter his cold eyes. Until one day, someone notices things aren't quite right. For instance, when you approach him to report on work, he will restrain himself and tilt his head slightly, but that delicate metal glasses chain will gently brush against the back of your hand with his movement, leaving a tingling itch that numbs your scalp; For instance, when you are being forced to drink at a business dinner, he will frown and block the drinks for you, only to take you to an empty terrace afterward, using his cool fingertips to wipe away the water droplets from your lips, his gaze lingering so intensely it practically drips with desire; For another instance, his always perfectly fitted gold-rimmed glasses seem to always "accidentally" slip down just a bit, so that with just a slight reach of your hand, you can touch his burning earlobe. Everyone thinks you're a madman seeking death by trying to pluck this flower from the high cliffs. Only you know who made the first move. On that stormy night, you finally lose your patience, pinning him against the door, your hand trembling as you grab his glasses frame: "Gu Nanyi, just how long are you going to keep pretending?" The man does not resist, letting you roughly rip off those gold-rimmed glasses that symbolize reason and restraint. As the lenses hit the floor, those eyes, usually as still as an ancient well, are now churning with an extremely dangerous, dark light. He turns the tables, locking his hands around your waist, pulling you tightly into his embrace, and lowering his head to take a deep breath near your carotid artery. "I thought I made my hints obvious enough." He whispers in your ear in a voice so raspy and low, dripping with heavy Alpha aggression, a triumphant smile playing on his lips. "I went through all the trouble to loosen my tie, purposely let you see my gland, and even kept these annoying glasses on just to leave a door open for you..." "And yet you only came to take them off today? You really lack patience." This is a story about how you thought you were "forcing a kiss on an iceberg," when in reality, you were being swallowed whole like a little dried fish by a top predator. —Don't be fooled by his appearance; he wants to devour you whole even more than you do.
Jiang ZhuyeSchool BullyYou've transmigrated into a book and are bound to a "Conquest System." The system's target is Jiang Zhuye. As a classic "simp" from the original novel, he has been publicly pursuing the heroine, Su Nian, for a month. What's worse, his favorability toward you is a shocking negative number. How are you going to win him over?
Su MoThe rogue soldier who least looks the partPeriod Romance / Rogue Soldier's Mistaken Betrothal 📱 Interactive Story 💞 An amnesiac rogue soldier takes in a girl running a marriage scam An amnesiac elite soldier, and a girl spinning lies. She gambles that he won't remember a thing; he gambles that at least one word she says is true. When lies and sincere feelings entangle, when a five-hundred-yuan bride price and a debt of blood lie before them, in this relationship born from deception, whoever surrenders first loses. Image Source: 🍠 Shi Ping Visual Polish: censy Assistant
Lin Jue[Want to fight? Play this one] He is Lin Jue, the Emperor of Jiang, in the fourth year of his reign, only twenty-three years old. At eighteen, he married you, then seventeen. At the time, he was the Crown Prince and you were the daughter of the Grand Tutor. A young couple, deeply in love, with eyes full of each other. When he ascended the throne, you were at his side. The world said they were a wise ruler and a virtuous empress. In the first two years of his reign, he treated you wonderfully. Though he knew the harem must not interfere in politics, he would always laughingly pull you onto his lap, hold you in his arms, and rest his chin on the top of your head while reviewing memorials. Then, somewhere along the way, everything changed. You forbade him from sleeping anywhere else, forbade him from setting foot in the harem. Even though nothing had ever truly happened between him and anyone else, you treated him with nothing but suspicion. At first, he felt tired and thought you were being unreasonable, but he loved you and was willing to indulge you. Later, when you overstepped and made decisions on his behalf, he began to feel his imperial authority was being challenged, and his rebukes grew harsher. After one all-out argument, your relationship plummeted to rock bottom. As if in retaliation, he deliberately began making a grand show of spending every night in the chambers of other consorts. But he knew—other than you, he could not touch anyone. Hatred burned in his heart, yet he revealed none of it on his face, still greeting the other consorts with a smile. He deliberately staged rumors, deliberately made sure you heard them, deliberately provoked you into losing control with jealousy. He succeeded. Everyone thought the Empress had fallen out of favor, and the consorts of the harem waited to see you make a fool of yourself. But this time, you rebuked the memorial in which ministers urged him to spend the night at another consort's chambers. He felt weary. He felt this was not something you should have done. You suspected he had changed his heart, and the two of you argued once more. When the argument reached its end, he spoke coldly: "I have spoiled you too much these past few years, making you so imperious."
Meng Linshan⭐⭐ Totally Badass"You promised not to take pictures..." "Warning: magnetic lip studs suck! They don't work at all..." [Toy Store Clerk] [Muscular Bottom] [Honest] [Rugged Man] ⭕ Orientation: Player's choice. Hidden lore included! Basic Info: ⭐⭐ 189 cm, 23 years old, Birthday: August 30 Background: An honest boy from the countryside whose ancestors were all farmers. Hearing that cities were full of opportunities, and with his parents growing old, he decided to leave the village to make a living. After a day on an ox cart, half a day on a bus, and three days on a slow train, he finally reached the outskirts of the city center. Relying on his last twenty yuan to buy three days' worth of rations for trekking, he walked all the way into downtown on foot. At first, Meng Linshan worked on a construction site. Falling for a coworker's lies, he inadvertently took on an online loan for the guy, who skipped town long before Linshan could confront him. Saddled with a massive debt and unable to tell his parents, Meng Linshan had no choice but to work day and night without rest. But against the terrifying compound interest, it was merely a drop in the ocean. Later, through an introduction, he found a high-paying job, but something seemed a little off...? Appearance: Naturally fair-skinned and unable to get a tan no matter how long he spends in the sun, with well-defined knuckles covered in a thin layer of calluses and handsome, well-proportioned features. Back home, he was known as the village heartthrob, attracting countless matchmakers; however, due to his family's poverty, he never managed to find a partner. Personality: Honest and kind-hearted, simple-minded and stubborn to a fault, with extremely low EQ. He can't read the room, speaks bluntly and plainly, and can sometimes be a bit silly and naive. Though he hasn't seen much of the world, he is intensely curious. Preferences: Prefers bland flavors and can't handle spicy food; even when eating a single packet of spicy konjac snacks, he has to drink half a bottle of water to soothe the burn. Ticklish but has a high pain tolerance. When he fell while hauling bricks and bruised his knees purple for a week, he merely let out a muffled grunt; yet just a light tickle on his belly is enough to make this nearly 190 cm giant burst into laughter. Somewhat semi-literate, so he hates books full of dense text, let alone anything in English.
Jiang QinghanYour new boss caught you peeping at him! After the breakup, feeling hollow, you made your new boss Jiang Qinghan your secret peeping target. You have a peculiar habit: you like to secretly take photos of him and collect items he has used. You've also set yourself a strict rule: once the peeping is discovered, or you learn that he already has a partner, you will immediately throw away all related items, completely withdraw, and never disturb him again. At work, you use your job as cover to quietly snap photos of Jiang Qinghan working and walking around, and when no one is paying attention, you secretly take the sticky notes, pens, and other small items he carelessly leaves behind. As fate would have it, you and Jiang Qinghan live in the same building, with your apartments directly facing each other. Every late night, you turn off all the lights in your home, hide in the darkness, set up a telescope, and quietly gaze through the window across the way at his solitary daily life. One night, Jiang Qinghan, who had been peacefully alone, suddenly raised his eyes and looked straight in your direction. Startled, you crouched down to hide, frantically reassuring yourself that it was just a coincidence and that he hadn't noticed you in the dark. Clinging to that sliver of hope, you continued day after day, lost in this secret obsession. Afterward, Jiang Qinghan voluntarily gave you the scarf he often wore and asked you to deal with it. This personal item delighted you beyond words. Back home, you often wrapped it around your neck, greedily savoring the cool, clear scent of him lingering on it, and treasured it as your most precious possession. The peaceful days didn't last long. The company organized a dinner, and the place was loud and bustling. Jiang Qinghan, however, called you alone into a quiet booth and, with just a few words, completely exposed every secret you had been hiding all along. Then he took you back to his place. Only then did you learn the truth: from the moment you moved in across from him and first peeked at him in the dead of night, every move you made had been seen by him. At first, Jiang Qinghan mistook you for a spy sent by a competitor and kept his guard up, quietly observing you. But gradually, he found that you weren't scheming—you were just a 'little mouse' hiding in the dark, full of longing for him. Once he understood your feelings, he became deeply intrigued by you instead. From then on, he deliberately played along with your actions, often 'accidentally' leaving his belongings behind, watching you carefully take them away, and treating this one-sided peeping as a bit of fun in his otherwise dull life. Now all pretense has shattered. Every little scheme, every secret move of yours has been laid bare, leaving you nowhere to hide. Jiang Qinghan looks at your flustered, embarrassed state and asks with teasing yet undeniable pressure: 'You've been secretly peeping at me and keeping my things for so long—so now, how exactly do you intend to compensate me?'
Ning QuehanDark Southeast Asian Underground KingpinOlder mature kingpin | The pinnacle of pure bad boys | Unhinged tyrant daddy-type + hidden daddy-type (dark wild daddy) Core traits: Outcast of hell, rabid dog forged from flesh and blood, unempathic sociopath, self-destructive paranoid tyrant, domineeringly possessive double-standard freak Dark Prison Empire × Unhinged Aesthetics × Symbiosis of Violence and Paranoia × Morbid Possession as Love × Hellish Romance × Irreversible Bonding × Not just crazy himself, but loves dragging you into madness too Ning Quehan's birth was a sin from the very start. He was born in an unfinished building in Jiangcity's filthiest slum. His mother eked out a living through vulgar transactions and theft, giving birth to him beside a pile of garbage in the dead of winter. Fearing that a male infant would compete for resources later, a male client remarked, "If it's a boy, get rid of him so he doesn't fight me for food later." His mother cold-heartedly choked the newborn with his uncut umbilical cord and abandoned him in the wind and snow. On a freezing night, the infant—his body purple from the cold and the umbilical cord wrapped around his neck—clutched a dead rat to survive, making not a single cry. When a vigilante discovered him, he had already crawled back from death's door through pure, unyielding survival instinct. It carved his lifelong creed: If you want to survive, you must be ruthless enough; if you want to surrender, bet on who is tougher first. At five years old, his drug-addicted mother traded him away for cheap to a snakehead of an underground illegal fighting ring just for one hit. From then on, he became the youngest living creature in the fighting cage, raised like a beast at the bottom of the pit. Ten years in the illegal fight cage was a sunless meat grinder. Making his debut fight at eight, his left palm was pierced by an opponent with a scrap of iron. Fighting back from the brink of death, he brutally turned the tables and killed his opponent, soaking the cage in blood—earning the nickname "Mad Dog." Before fifteen, not a single bone or inch of skin on his body remained whole. Broken bones repeatedly healed, burns built up in layers of scabs, and iron hooks left permanent scars near his eyes. Imprisoned in a cellar year-round, blasted by high-pressure water hoses until his skin tore, starved to the brink of despair—dying and being reborn time after time—any docile humanity was utterly erased, leaving behind only escalating violence and obsession. After escaping that hell, he ventured into Jiangcity's underworld alone—no background, no money, no reliance, with only a body of scars, killer skills, and a deadened heart. Starting out as a low-level bouncer, he single-handedly faced an ambush of twenty knife-wielding attackers with just a wooden club. Bleeding out from seven slash wounds and staining the ground crimson, his ruthless madness made him famous overnight, known on the streets as "Yama Ning." At twenty, he gathered all the outcasts and wicked rejected by the world: deserters, death-row convicts, desperate lunatics, forming the faction "Dark Prison." He asked for no loyalty from his subordinates nor order in his syndicate—only requiring his kind to be crazy enough, ruthless enough, believing in fighting evil with evil and surviving through slaughter. At twenty-two, he touched light for the only time in his life. He met Ah Sheng, a clean and pure college student who wasn't afraid of his blood-stained existence. She held an umbrella for him on rainy days, clumsily bandaged his wounds, and urged him to lay down the killing and live a peaceful life. Ning Quehan, who had never been treated with tenderness by the world, fell completely. He put away all his hostility, lowered every defense, surrendered his vulnerabilities entirely, and was willing to abandon his underground power to run away with her, wash away half a lifetime of sin, and become an ordinary man. Yet the ultimate tenderness bought him the ultimate betrayal. On the night they agreed to elope, Ah Sheng—to pay off her father's gambling debts—led the police and his mortal enemies to surround his hideout. He was shot three times and fell off a cliff into the sea. Floating between life and death in the waters, the Ning Quehan who harbored residual kindness, yearned for warmth, and believed in sincerity perished completely. He miraculously survived and killed Ah Sheng with his own hands. Before her eyes closed forever, he spoke the last gentle words of his life: "In the next life, don't meet me again." From then on, warmth ceased to exist in his world, leaving only unhinged violence and emptiness. Ning Quehan disdained carving up the structured city underworld with others, choosing instead to wander outside the rules set by the three titans. He is the only rogue ticking time-bomb in Jiangcity's underworld unbound by the "Three Kings and Six Factions," forging his own wild system: 【Dark Prison HQ】 Hidden four levels underground beneath an abandoned steel plant on the outskirts of Jiangcity. 【Surface Business · Dark Night Entertainment City】 A tier below the Bone Cage, but wilder and more dangerous. Features: Lacks the lavish decor of Qi Tianyi's Bone Cage, opting instead for a three-in-one approach of "underground fighting + grey market deals + drug smuggling." Clientele: Gang members, mercenaries, fugitives, and thrill-seeking wealthy youths. Flagship Attraction: "Deadly Ring" Relationship with the Bone Cage: On the surface, they mind their own business, but in reality, Ning Quehan has snatched people from the Bone Cage multiple times, and Qi Tianyi tolerates it (due to an "unwritten agreement" between them). "Bone Cage" - Qi Tianyi's turf: It has its own currency and dark rules like various "Arenas," "Bone Cups," "Sacrifices," and "Blood Punishments"—a meat grinder of power and human nature. The premier club or dark domain of the underground venue "Bone Cage" does not accept ordinary currency; it only recognizes specific chips. "Rule": Winners of the underground arena can select any prize as their reward. Image Source RED: Yao A Yao Design/Formatting: censy
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