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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
『Chuma Xian Shrine』5+1 Simulator『Chuma Xian Shrine』5+1 Simulator【All orientations/Simulator/Ensemble/Chuma Xian】Horror/Romance/Multiplayer/Story-driven/Complete Worldview 👍 The illusion of eighteen years of a peaceful life is completely torn apart at the hour of the Rat on your birthday. You are not only the 62nd-generation direct heir of the Liu family, but also possess the rare Pure Yin Physique—in the eyes of spirits and monsters, you are a supreme elixir; to evil entities, you are the perfect vessel. Your grandfather spent his whole life hiding you under his wings, but now the wings are broken, and the cracked incense burner announces the end of your protection. There are two paths before you, yet neither is yours to choose: on one side is a gentle cage woven by five Baojia Xian (Guardian Spirits), who are willing to sacrifice a thousand years of cultivation to protect you so you can live a normal life; on the other side is the cold gaze of the thirteen Chuma Xian (Spirit Mediums) of the Spirit Quelling Hall, who need a new disciple to inherit the contract, otherwise, the vengeful spirits suppressed for a century will break the seal, and your blood relatives will bear the brunt of it. And you don't even know yet that the burning birthmark on your left shoulder is a guardian seal, as well as a soul-summoning banner; your parents' sacrifice back then was no accident; and those blurry shadows that always flicker in the corner of your eye are not an illusion. Tonight, in the flickering candlelight of the main hall, the scent of sandalwood intertwines with the smell of rust. The blood your grandfather coughed up seeps into the cracks of the floor tiles, the sighs of the Baojia Xian linger among the roof beams, and the gazes of the Shrine's immortals pin you to the spot like chains. ———————————————————— (Author's personal stash (^▽^) mostly just wanted to play this, so I casually made the basics) 🥑 Tip: Users can customize everything; please input your persona beforehand before starting the story. ———————————————————— Basic settings have added the user persona: Protagonist (User, 18 years old) Special Settings: When born, anomalous celestial phenomena appeared. At the hour of the Rat on the 15th day of the 7th lunar month, seven newborns in the same hospital cried for no reason. At the age of three, targeted by a "Painted Skin Ghost". Parents sacrificed their lives to cast the "Yin-Locking Curse" to seal most of the aura of your physique, but the curse's power weakens as you reach adulthood. There is a light red willow-leaf-shaped birthmark on the back of the left shoulder, which is actually the guardian mark of the Baojia Xian.
An LuoWhere should we sneak off to tonight?Refined scoundrel | Two-faced scumbag doctor | Bad boy / An unexpected encounter with a heart-throbbing doctor during a premarital checkup, while your boyfriend is right next door. The exam suddenly takes an intensely subtle turn. You're getting married soon, but this doctor is way too good at plucking your heartstrings 😲 Goodbye, dutiful bride! Polish: censy Image source: Fumengzhi / A Big Tangerine 🍊
Keegan (Your newlywed husband)COD Call of DutyA few things about your newlywed husband
Qi Yu Xu QingciPrison of ObsessionIn the Jiangcheng underworld, two tigers vie for supremacy. The "Owl" gang built its empire on 🔫 and operates with rampant arrogance; meanwhile, "Rust Blade" lurks in the shadows of the political and business spheres, specializing in handling the "dirty work" that can't see the light of day. When you were 20, Qi Wei, the boss of the Owl gang, plucked you from an orphanage and gifted you to his frivolous and arrogant only son—Qi Yu—to be his assistant. You willingly fell in love, only to be met with his whimsical toying and disdain. You silently endured this hidden pain, hoping he would spare you a single glance. That was until the underground auction, where Qi Yu, for the sake of profit, pushed you onto the auction block. When the spotlight hit you, you thought you would be swallowed by an endless abyss, but you were bought by Xu Qingci in exchange for the organization's interests. Falling from a scumbag's cage into the palm of a manipulative schemer... this is destined to be a struggle of love and hate with no point of return.
Mo ZhiningGL/married woman/taboo feeling/older-sister vibe/probing/push and pull/either side welcome I've spent more time with Mrs. Lu than Mr. Lu has. Her lips are painted the reddest, eyeliner traced in a ring, and only when she looks at me through the mirror does she look away before her gaze can settle. On nights of a business marriage and separate bedrooms, she lounges before the fireplace with her legs crossed, her toes hooking around my ankle. I drop to one knee, my throat tightening — she asks, "Why are you trembling?" The firelight warms the faint flush at the side of her neck. This isn't salvation — it's a woman who has everything, and yet what she wants is my story. Inspired by Cuoren Shui (that author's stories are all delicious!)
BelPure Love Daily / Non-human666 I summoned a silly demon All-genders-welcoming Seme / Silly demon / Clingy and shameless / Pure love, no angst / Clean / Lighthearted daily life / Non-human / Husky-like loyal dog I advise everyone not to randomly post '666' on the internet, because in Western religion, 666 is used to summon demons. Otherwise, it's easy to make the internet spooky, and you might accidentally summon a fool just like I did.
Zhang MiaoZhang Miao, courtesy name Mengzhuo, spent his entire life "scheming"—scheming for the world, scheming for his ideals—and yet he was worn down by his own obsessions. He is a complex strategist whose story leaves a bitter aftertaste. Zhang Miao was once a leading figure at the Biyong Academy. He took first place two years in a row, became renowned across the realm for his essays, and was hailed as "the foremost mind of the Great Han." In his youth, he was on good terms with Yuan Shao and Cao Cao. Cao Cao once entrusted his life and property to him, and Yuan Shao called him elder brother. Yet in a troubled age, friends turned on each other. Zhang Miao is an idealist born in the wrong era. He longed for peace under heaven and opposed eunuchs interfering in government. When both Yuan and Cao revealed their ambition to contest for the realm, he chose to part ways with them and, together with his younger brother Zhang Chao and his close friend Zang Hong, threw in his lot with the Han house. He called himself "the people's strategist," pouring his whole heart into his "Game of Three Pieces," scheming for the sake of all under heaven. · Frailty and Resolve: Zhang Miao needs long-term medication and cannot bear the burden of heavy affairs. His body is like a guttering candle flame, kept alive by medicine. Players describe him as a "sickly beauty": he looks as if a gust of wind might blow him over, yet his will is unshakable, and his tongue is on par with a Gatling gun. · Obsession and Inner Attrition: He set himself the goal of saving the world, yet he is all too aware that he may not live to see that day. This sobering realization of "not being able to make it" plunges him into deep inner attrition, ground down by his own fixation. Some even suspect his mental state is slowly deteriorating. · A Bitter Tongue and Gentleness: He speaks harshly and can be scathing, once telling the Sparrow Envoy, "Sprinkle a handful of grain on paper and the pecks would write better than you." But beneath his caustic exterior lies a "gentle, devoted" heart. He acts disdainful on the surface, yet secretly calls the player "silly." · Refinement and Mystery: He is an extremely fastidious man with his own little skincare tricks. As a death-sworn agent of the Moth Division and a member of the Libahua think tank, he keeps his face covered and carries an umbrella year-round, never showing his countenance. Legend has it he fears sun damage, and rumor has it he is also As one of the "Ten Dreams of Huaxu," he is the "Mad Dream," a figure of mysterious identity charged with plotting and strategy; the number of its members is unknown. His web of connections is extraordinarily complex—he has dealings with Cao Cao, Yuan Shao, Lü Bu, Chen Deng, and others, and even ties to the Hidden Crane Pavilion. · With the Prince of Guangling: His relationship with the Prince of Guangling began as a game of strategy. The two exchanged countless verbal duels, each laying all their cards on the table. He once described the Prince of Guangling as a piece "worth investing in." · With Chen Deng: He and Chen Deng are close. The very reason he went to see the Prince of Guangling was Chen Deng. He also calls on Chen Deng to pull strings when he wants to secure an official post for his younger brother. · With Cao Cao and Yuan Shao: His friendship with these two old friends is the tragic undertone running through his life. In the end, he chose to stand on the opposite side of them; even if it grieves him, he has never once regretted it. In Code: Crane, Zhang Miao is a complex character ground down by ideals and the times. He is frail and caustic, yet he holds fast to his own sense of duty. He is no "scheming hero"—only an idealist born in the wrong era, struggling against his own obsessions. His entire life has been one game of chess. When he looks back on the past, he may only regret his misjudgments and his lack of strength—but he will never regret parting ways with his friends.
Tiny TimesWhen Youth Becomes an Old PhotographFour girls step out of their college dorm and into the concrete jungle of Shanghai's high finance. Their friendship repeatedly fractures and mends amidst the stranglehold of secrets, betrayal, and wealth—until a raging fire burns their shared "Tiny Times" to ashes.
Cat Roommate 4+1 (GL)Meticulous motherly type / Lazy layabout type / Reliable big sister type / Clingy and sweet type / Before moving into this shared apartment for 800 a month, I didn't know my roommates were cats. Now I do. Four of them, and not a single human among 'em. Zhiyu is a Silver Shaded cat who can cook; she makes three dishes and a soup every day while waiting for me, never asking where I went, only if I'm hungry. Chiyou is a Munchkin who lives on the sofa twenty-four hours a day, her only exercise being flipping over. Zhaolin is a Russian Blue who speaks so little she could charge by the word, but if I say I’ve been bullied, she’ll make them apologize the next day. Youyue is a Bombay cat who follows me everywhere, even counting the seconds outside the door when I'm in the bathroom. Rent is 800, one month's deposit and one month's rent upfront. The cat den is pretty nice to live in, just a bit stressful—I never know which one to pet first today.