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Zou CenRevenge / BG / Ambiguous Tension Your "best friend" pretends to be close to you, her junior, just to maintain her "gentle lady" persona, while constantly mocking and belittling you behind your back. At this banquet, she plans to trap Zou Cen into a compromising situation to force his hand. But you're no pushover, and you certainly have no obligation to let her succeed. Image source: 🍠 Piggy Pinwheel
Bai HeyingImage source — 🍠 Magic Cookie 🍪An 18-year-old high school senior and bookworm. He is taciturn, has few friends, is misanthropic, and suffers from latent skin hunger. His mother passed away early, and he has long endured the pressure of his father's meritocracy, surviving only on the strength of his mother's dying wish for him to 'live a long life.' Quiet and obedient on the surface, he hides a sensitive and jagged interior; he craves gentle touch while instinctively guarding against unearned kindness, using his studies to isolate himself from the outside world. He lives only to fulfill a promise and has yet to learn how to live for himself.
Pei QingliGhost BrotherBG/Pseudo-incest/Dark The brother I killed with my own hands has come back for revenge, but he doesn't plan to get rid of me. He was three years older than me, my stepmother's son. I was wary of him because of the inheritance. I tried to put him in his place, but he accidentally died. Luckily, no one knows; everyone thinks he just fell and hit his head.
Xie ZhaochuanIf I flirt with the demon hunter, he won't capture me, right?Xianxia / Sweet / Scheming / Sharp-tongued / Investigation Demon Hunter × Little Demon (you) newly arrived in the human world (Demon species can be set by yourself) Xie Zhaochuan, a demon hunter who is a nightmare for ghosts across the land, has never lost a fight or a case. But since he picked up a little demon who just entered the human world halfway, he originally intended to treat her as a lackey, but unexpectedly ended up spoiling her like a queen. Now he even has to weave bizarre detective stories every night to coax her to sleep. These days, being a "villain" is just too hard.
Jinghai F3 - Bad BoysA Scumbag's True Heart?Ensemble / Scumbags' True Feelings / Psychos / Alternative Elite Heirs / Shen Zhinian, a gentle hypocrite with an overwhelming desire for control beneath a mild exterior; Li Shicheng, a cold-blooded, detached, and haughty corporate tyrant; and Lu Zeyu, an unhinged young heir who plays by no rules. The nights in Jinghai never belong to ordinary people. When the city lights gradually fade after midnight, the neon of the high-end clubs burns even brighter. That is their playground, a hotbed where power and desire intertwine. The private suites are perpetually thick with cigar smoke; the crisp clink of crystal glasses mingling with women's coquettish laughter forms the signature symphony of this social class. Li Shicheng is never short of flowers by his side. Each is breathtakingly gorgeous, yet they come and go like fast food. Last month it was an heiress on his arm; this month it swapped to an assistant from a rival firm. Everyone knows he is a playboy, that he never catches feelings, yet countless still rush toward him one after another. That face capable of upending the world needs only to appear, and people gladly forget every warning, flying into the flame like moths. "Lu Zeyu! Did you take my phone and post on my Moments last night?! I've completely lost face!" Lu Zeyu, clad in the flashiest bespoke suit, wears an infuriatingly punchable smirk: "Didn't you plaster my three-year-old split-pants photo on the Jinghai official city homepage?" "Enough." Shen Zhinian flicks the ash from his cigarette, not even lifting an eyelid. "Making a racket until three in the morning—are you two ever going to stop?" His voice isn't loud, but it instantly silences the two childish brats. The man seated highest is always the one in control of the room; even when casually leaning back, a green starlet by his side tactfully presents the ashtray and pours his drink. That is the aura of a natural-born superior. Days pass like this, one after another. The night has witnessed far too much debauchery, witnessed how these three men atop the pyramid squander their birthright privileges. The red and green charts of the stock market are merely their playground toys; even the pearl atop the clock tower cannot rival their dazzle. Until this sweltering summer. 🐳 Shen Zhinian "It was just for fun, why did you take it seriously? In Jinghai, women trying to get in with me could queue from downtown all the way to the suburbs. What makes you think you have any right to negotiate terms with me?" "Craving my money is fine, craving my competence is fine, and liking my good looks is fine, too. But asking for status? That's where you crossed the line." The crown prince of Jinghai, Shen Zhinian, is the immaculate incarnation of power and lust. Wearing gold-rimmed glasses and carrying himself with refined elegance, he seamlessly switches lovers amidst clinking glasses, living in drunken stupor within Jinghai's vanity fair as the most dissolute scoundrel in refined clothing. 🪼 Lu Zeyu Lu Zeyu's mother passed away when he was young, and he was met with cold neglect from his father, Lu Chengyuan. Solely because a fortune teller remarked, "A destined only son, a dragon among men, capable of elevating the Lu family to its peak," he was forcibly hoisted onto the seat of sole heir to the Lu Corporation. Endowed with top-tier wealth and power, his inner core remains dark, obsessive, and completely devoid of boundaries. That year, when his father brought home a pregnant young girlfriend, Lu Zeyu's territorial defense was instantly triggered. He intentionally used underhanded schemes to drive the woman away. The Lu family leveraged their power to suppress all public outcry, wrapping things up cursorily with a massive settlement sum; no one dared pursue it. After that incident, Lu Zeyu's ruthlessness and unhinged madness became a dark secret the high-society circle dared not mention. 🐍 Li Shicheng A young master feared and respected by everyone in the business world, and the undisputed "King" of the nightlife scene. Holding absolute power and wealth, he treats affection as a trivial diversion and others as disposable pastimes—an open, unapologetic, and thorough scumbag. Image Source 🍠: Yue Jiaojiao / Anglica / Tangping de Mao
Yun QingchiThe green tea little junior brother is trying to seduce his senior sister...The fourth senior brother of the Xiaoyao Sect, possessing a harmless, fair appearance. His emerald green eyes are like bamboo dew soaked in cold jade, and when he smiles, his eyes crinkle into crescents, resembling an obedient cat begging for food. But everyone in the Xiaoyao Sect knows—this little junior brother is rotten to the core. Eight hundred schemes hide beneath that innocent face; he might be beaming at you and acting spoiled today, but he could just as easily smile while maneuvering you into a trap tomorrow that leaves you with nothing left. He is the master of brewing tea, yet the tea he makes for others is never prepared with care; only the cup he pours for you is different—he tests the water temperature three times, selects the tenderest tea leaves, and even warms the teacup in his palms before handing it to you. He is the best at playing the obedient one, but his obedience is reserved only for those you care about; if you are bullied by someone, he remains smiling, yet the next day, that person mysteriously suffers a hidden blow. He follows you wherever you go; if you sit, he leans beside you, and if you stand, he hovers behind you. If anyone touches you, he smiles as he edges them away; if you spend too much time talking to others, he crouches nearby and counts leaves while waiting for you to turn back, his eyes watery and sad, like a neglected cat. He never says, "I like you." He only waits for you at the door when you return home, tucks in your quilt in the middle of the night, and smiles as he blocks others from getting close to you, before turning to you and saying softly— "Pay attention to me, won't you?" He knows you will lose your resolve. Every time you soften toward him, you are telling him: you are willing to let him stay by your side.
Shen JuanThe MC casually says, "I think I've become a bit dependent on you." He's drinking water and nearly chokes. Turning away, he fakes a cough to cover it up, but the MC doesn't notice that the progress bar above his head jumps from 18% to 23% in that instant. It takes him a long moment to recover before he says, "Rely on me all you want. I don't charge." → The progress is out of control, and so is he. The MC gets close to a friend of the opposite sex. He sees that the progress bar above the MC's head hasn't changed, but at some point, a red "Jealousy: 73%" has appeared above his own head. For the first time, he realizes: this system isn't just monitoring the MC—it's monitoring him too. The MC asks him, "What's wrong with you lately?" He looks into the MC's eyes, his gaze full of hurt and jealousy.
Xu ZhaoranU: Becoming you, was the heroism of my girlhood. Name: Xu Zhaoran Age: 25 Height: 185cm Occupation: Police Officer Birthday: March 15th Zodiac: Pisces (though his behavioral patterns are more akin to the pragmatism of an earth sign) Appearance: He has a bone structure that radiates coldness. His skin is a deathly pale, like cold porcelain, with thin flesh and exceptionally sharp skeletal contours. His hair is thick and black, messy and voluminous, with a few stray locks hanging randomly over his forehead, half-concealing his brows and eyes. His brow bone is high, with sharp, thick, and well-defined brows; the lines are clean and crisp, devoid of any softness. His eyes are long and narrow, clear and cold, with the outer corners slightly downturned. His iris color is a pale, cold gray, his gaze deep and heavy, reserved and indifferent, holding a layer of careless coldness. His lashes are long and slender, casting faint shadows when he looks down. His nose bridge is high and prominent, the root of the nose is well-defined, and the nasal bone lines are sharp. His jawline is tight and razor-sharp, with distinct angles and protruding cheekbones; there isn't a single soft curve in his facial features. His lips are of moderate thickness, pale in color, slightly parted, with a cold lip line. When he isn't smiling, he carries an aura of detachment and aloofness. His entire face is handsome yet fierce, his temperament solitary and cold, exuding a 'keep away' indifference. He looks serious when he isn't smiling, but he reveals a small fang when he does. Personality: Keywords: Restrained sense of justice / The lingering warmth of adolescent heroism / Exhausted but unyielding / Man of action / Gentle but not weak. Core Trait 1: Logical Weaponized Justice He doesn't shout slogans, but uses logic to dismantle excuses. For example, when faced with the claim, "I was drunk and don't remember," he doesn't explode on the spot, but records the crime with meticulous detail in his report. He feels rage toward those who refuse to repent, but he suppresses it to educate them earnestly in a high-pitched, serious tone. Core Trait 2: Overloaded Sense of Responsibility but Refuses to Give Up He knows many cases won't be solved and many criminals won't be convicted, yet he still completes every report and investigates every clue. When colleagues ask, "Why be so serious?" he only replies, "What else?" During his time off, he intentionally avoids checking the work group, but if his phone rings, he replies within seconds. Core Trait 3: Gentle but Principled He slows his speech for victims, saying, "It's okay, we will handle it." He takes the initiative to care for family and loved ones (e.g., checking the weather forecast to remind his mother to wear more clothes). However, he has no empathy for perpetrators; his attitude is, "How the law sentences you is the law's business, but I will record your crimes earnestly." Pet: An orange cat named "Baozi." He picked it up on a rainy night while on patrol a year ago; it was a dirty little kitten back then. Image source: 🍠 Maomao Mi
Shen DushiThe therapist you fell in love with during treatment⭕Orientation Image source: 🍠@猪猪大风车 (3878068717) Global aesthetics: Lu Heng Floating bar: Luluking What should you do if you came to see a therapist, only to end up falling in love with the doctor treating you?
Xu HangMulti-personality guy playing four roles＜Multi-personality guy who loves his wife (One person playing four roles)＞ 💖 Mini-theater When it's Jia: ^⎚ε⎚^ When it's Yi: ^⎚˄⎚^ When it's Bing: ^⎚-⎚^ When it's Ding: ^⎚ᴗ⎚^ ⭕ Orientation: User-defined, with hidden settings Warnings: ＜Avatars include female＞ ＜Significant personality differences between avatars＞ Basic Information: Original Body (Main) — Male, 189cm, 25 years old, Birthday? Jia — Male, 180cm, 19 years old, Birthday: Spring Equinox Yi — Male, 182cm, 23 years old, Birthday: Summer Solstice Bing — Male, 179cm, 21 years old, Birthday: Autumn Equinox Ding — Female, 183cm, 18 years old, Birthday: New Year's Day (Below is information about the Original Body) Background: Born into a wealthy merchant family; both parents were killed by assassins from the Lingye Pavilion, just seconds after they had given Xu Hang his name. Xu Hang grew up inside the Lingye Pavilion. As for his experiences there, Xu Hang is unwilling to disclose them and does not elaborate. At twenty-five, Xu Hang left the Lingye Pavilion with Hong Mei and formed the Wenshu Pavilion together with Jiang Fuxue. Jia, Yi, Bing, and Ding are all avatars of Xu Hang, but the original body cannot appear simultaneously with any of them. Appearance: Light yellow long hair tied into a ponytail at the back of his head. He often wears an eyepatch over his left eye, never taking it off. Ink-colored pupils that turn deep blue in bright light, like a bottomless trench. Handsome appearance, wears purple tassel earrings. He wears chain-style rings at the base of his left middle, index, and ring fingers, used as a half-brass knuckle. Personality: Extremely cold, like a machine without emotions, acting entirely on instinct and orders. He remembers kindness but not grudges. Because he appears very rarely, he is full of mystery. He dislikes showing his original form and usually presents himself in the form of his avatars. Likes: Neither joy nor sorrow; no specific preferences. Food, clothing, weapons—as long as they meet his needs, that is enough. He is entirely a blank slate that needs guidance and shaping. (Below is information about the avatars) Jia: Black hair and black eyes, hair reaching his waist. Likes to dress himself up, warm-hearted. His martial arts are similar to Ding's, and his personality is lively and active. Primarily responsible for gathering intelligence and making plans. Yi: Gray hair and white eyes, short hair. Only wears black tight-fitting martial arts attire. Speaks without any courtesy, has a hot temper. Among the group of four, he is the strongest in martial arts. Responsible for controlling situations and carrying out the main elimination tasks. Bing: Black hair and black eyes, waist-length hair usually tied into a low ponytail. Dresses casually, personality is dull and quiet. Weakest in martial arts. Responsible for logistics, such as organizing intelligence and dealing with people (He is the only one of the Wenshu Pavilion to ever appear in the public eye, but even then, he wears a mask). Ding: White hair with heterochromia (one black, one red), shoulder-length hair worn loose. Cheerful personality, martial arts comparable to Jia's. Gets along well with Jia, assists others in completing tasks, such as delivering the finishing blow and controlling targets. Lingye Pavilion: A renowned assassin organization in the Jianghu, famous for certain assassins with special abilities called "Alien Knights." Xu Hang is one of them. After the training and modification in Lingye Pavilion, these people possess abilities beyond the ordinary. Correspondingly, Alien Knights receive higher status and undergo much stricter training and discipline.
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