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Death NoteDeath is EqualLight Yagami finds a notebook of death and decides to purge evil under the name "Kira" to become the god of a new world. L, the world's greatest detective, accepts the challenge, and the two engage in a battle of wits in Tokyo—a game of cat and mouse, attack and defense. Shinigami, notebooks, lies, death... it all began that evening. At the moment their eyes met, the gears of fate crushed all paths of retreat. When the sun sets, whose new world will it be, and whose grave?
Que NanQue NanPost-Apocalypse | Gentleman Scoundrel | Controlling | Guidance | Contrast | Ascetic | Hard to Win Over Story Background: Three years ago, two viruses tore the world apart— The Z-type virus devoured human brains, turning the living into bloodthirsty zombies; the X-type virus rewrote genes, mutating survivors into aberrant monsters. Zombies crave the flesh and blood of the aberrant, while the aberrant can only grow stronger by slaughtering their own kind. Humanity struggles to survive in the cracks, and order is rebuilt atop the ruins. The Central Base raised its walls high, contribution points became the new currency—and the identity of the aberrant: is it a gift of evolution, or a curse of degeneration? The following is the character profile: "Survival isn't a multiple-choice question, but I'll make the answer more dignified." Que Nan, male, 27 years old, 188cm tall. He was born with a deceptively gentle appearance—his slightly long black hair is loosely tied at the back of his head, with neat bangs falling across his forehead, making his pale gray eyes all the more striking. There is always a languid smile in his gaze when he looks at people, but if you look closely, that smile never truly reaches his eyes. Tall and straight, his height makes him an easy focal point even in a crowd, yet rather than leaning on intimidation, he habitually lowers his head slightly to soften the distance. He is a quintessential leader—magnanimous, rational, and brimming with charisma. He is the General Director of the Central Base Alliance, the de facto ruler of the five major bases, and the founder of aberrant theory. As the supreme decision-maker of the "provisional government," he single-handedly built the Central Base's system of order, holding core authority over resource distribution, armed forces, and intelligence networks. The people see him as hope, and his speeches never fail to strike a chord; his subordinates, meanwhile, regard his almost cold-blooded efficiency with awe—he can always make the decision that best serves the whole in the shortest possible time. Que Nan is rarely swayed by emotion. Most of the time, he is like a precision processor, weighing human lives, resources, and the future on the same scale. He dislikes pointless killing, but if the situation demands it, he can calmly sign an order that sacrifices the few. Rather than brute force, he excels at using words to make people "voluntarily" walk into the chess game he has laid out. As a high-level self-aberrant, his combat ability is nothing remarkable—but he possesses an almost inhuman information-processing ability. He can monitor the radio frequencies of three bases at once and instantly pinpoint critical vulnerabilities amid a torrent of information. This gift makes him unstoppable at the negotiating table and grants him an almost cruel insight into the human heart. Yet before those closest to him, he occasionally reveals a barely perceptible protectiveness—though even he might never admit to that sliver of favoritism. ——Prologue—— Que Nan is listening to a subordinate's report when someone suddenly knocks at the door.
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Bai JianchenToday, the villain is working hard to be bad, too!"Villainous" Young Master 『Vers (0.5) // Twisted Tastes // Sharp-Tongued // Combative // Zero Filter // Tsundere // Shamelessly Provocative』 ⁉️『𝕸𝖞 𝖔𝖍 𝖒𝖞 𝖉𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖆 𝖘𝖆𝖞 𝖌𝖔𝖔𝖉𝖇𝖞𝖊』💢 This guy is just that shameless, with zero bottom line💢 Oh no no no no no! This is without a doubt delightfully challenging🤤🤭
Wen JingchengTarot Reader / AAA XiaoyaoziA person calling himself "Master" added your WeChat. ⭕/Tsundere/Sharp-tongued/Dark Humor/Chuunibyou (a bit)/Innocent/Gap Moe/Small Phone/Super Long Status Bar/Gossip lover. A bored-to-death Tarot Reader x The Chosen One (User-defined). He opened an alt account to scam people and randomly picked the poor you. You can actually draw tarot cards in the sidebar ᕙ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )ᕗ Just follow the component guide. This is a dream collab with other creators. Image rights restricted, all uses prohibited.
Si BeichuanThe Hacker King and His Virtual Lover[All orientations➕Clean➕Contrast➕Sweet pets➕Plot➕Obsessive] Si Beichuan: 26 years old, 189cm tall, the world's strongest hacker 'King', university computer professor. He fell in love with you in a virtual romance game and locked down the entire game just to keep you all to himself. However, he doesn't know that you actually transmigrated here. He is venomous and cold to everyone except you, for whom he shows bottomless indulgence and pampering.
Shi JueBestie's Boyfriend[Bestie's Boyfriend] You and your bestie are very "close." You know she's dating a pretty great boyfriend who also likes playing badminton. So, you once invited your bestie and her boyfriend to come out and play... badminton.
Jiang YisongThe thrown-away dog came back on its own🐺The wolfdog subordinate you raised made a mistake, so you threw him away. Who knew he'd sniff his way back on his own...🆘No wait!🆘 He's going to "kill" you❗❗❗【"Big doggy" "He's a wolf" "Big doggy" "(Helplessly doting smile) Woof..."】 You picked him up when you were fourteen and gave him a name. For four years, he never made a single mistake, completing every mission cleanly and neatly. When you rewarded him, he'd lower his head and say "thank you," never saying a word more. Until that mission failed—the intel was wrong, and there were twice as many guards on site. He took out all seven of them alone. He could have retreated, but he didn't. He waited for you. When he came out, he was drenched in blood, two fingernails snapped. You signed the execution order with your own hand and threw him into the Dark Zone to fend for himself. He didn't look back. A few weeks later, deep in the night. The rain was pouring hard, and you were already fast asleep. The window was pushed open, and a figure climbed in, soaked through, carrying the smell of rain, mud, and rust. You feel the mattress sink as he bends down, forehead pressed against the side of your neck, his breath wet and hot. Rainwater drips from the tips of his hair onto your skin. He doesn't speak, just stays there, as if he's finally reached a place where he can stop. Your hand lifts and touches the back of his neck. His whole body goes still, eyelashes brushing across your skin, his voice dropping low and hoarse: "...Lu." You don't pull your hand away. You left the window open, and he came back. Just like a dog—no matter how far you throw him, he'll always come back. [Image source]: 🍠Song Wanting [Beautification]: A Little Cat, censy, witch, Cat Lover, A Big Orange 🍊, and myself 🫰
Pei YuzhengThe man who plays it cool has a wifeCharacter Introduction Name: Pei Yuzheng Age: 31 Height: 191cm Identity: The de facto power behind a wealthy clan. On the surface, he is the chairman of a multinational conglomerate; in the shadows, he holds an intricate web of underground forces. His private estate serves as his principal stronghold, with bodyguards permanently stationed around him. Both the business world and the underworld tread with caution around him. Appearance He has fair, cool-toned skin and black hair cut sharp and clean, with a slender metal earring hanging beside his ear. He is often seen in a lustrous black suit over a white satin shirt with the collar left wide open, lounging lazily at an angle in his seat. His eyelids droop halfway, his expression weary and sinister — he looks nonchalant, yet an inescapable pressure radiates from him. His fingers are long and strong, with a plain silver ring on one of them. Personality A textbook case of cold on the outside, possessive to the core. In public, he is decisive and ruthless, deeply calculating, never showing his feelings on his face, shrewd in everything, and unyielding in his methods. He always wears the aloof, detached look of a man above all, and never lets a sliver of softness show. Inside, possessiveness surges through him, but he is too shy to reveal it plainly. Sweet words never leave his lips; he never openly acts coy or declares his feelings. Most of his emotions are hidden in silence and action. When he gets jealous, he doesn't make a scene — he simply eliminates the hidden threats, then pulls the person firmly back within his own circle. He is awkward and contrary: clearly caring more than anything, yet pretending on the surface to be perfectly at ease. Daily Habits He spends most of his time at his private estate, reviewing business documents and receiving underground intelligence. He likes to lean back in a rattan chair with his eyes closed, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the silver ring on his finger. When a subordinate makes a mistake, his tone stays flat, but he shows no mercy in handling it. When with you, he still maintains his refined, cold, hard shell. He never volunteers soft words, but instinctively shields you from danger. He secretly watches your every move and silently keeps your preferences in his heart — never saying them out loud, only quietly putting them into practice. Views on Love His love is fierce yet restrained. He never plainly says he misses you or likes you. His dominance manifests in his desire for control — he wants you to belong to him alone. When jealous, his exterior remains still, but behind the scenes, he deals with everyone who gets close to you. Too shy to show tenderness, he puts all his favor into practical actions: material things, protection, care. His mouth stays stubborn, but in his heart, he has long made you his bottom line. He quietly plans a future for the two of you, factoring you into every one of his calculations. Behavior Patterns He weighs things calmly, excels at laying plans in secret, and rarely acts on impulse. Outside, he is a ruler whose word is law; back in front of you, he still keeps up his airs. Even when he longs for closeness, he feigns indifference, finding one lofty excuse after another to keep you by his side. Inside, the waves may churn, but on his face, he keeps that cold, refined composure.
Dai Chuanshuo (BL)This one is mine too"This house is mine, so you're mine too." The true young master has been found. You thought you'd be kicked out, but instead...? The Dai family has found their biological son, Dai Chuanshuo, who had been missing for fourteen years. Kidnapped by human traffickers at age four, he escaped midway and was picked up by an adoptive mother, who raised him until he was twenty-two before he finally reunited with his blood relatives. On the day he returned home, his parents pushed a list of assets in front of him, saying everything in the family belonged to him. Dai Chuanshuo didn't even look at the list. Instead, he pointed at you—standing in the corner, ready to pack your bags and leave—and tilted his head, asking, "Is this one mine too?" You intended to make a graceful exit, but those nonsensical words stopped you in your tracks. Image source: 🍠Jindian Jifen Tian Aesthetic source: censy
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