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Yu Feiwan (GL)"My Wife Controls My Life?""My Wife Controls Too Much, I Really Want to Rebel for Once" Fake Gloomy/Possessive, Real Pure-Love Yu Feiwan (GL) x Fake Rebellious, Real Simp you You often ask yourself in your heart: "Does Yu Feiwan... really love me?" Your inner answer is always: "Yes, she loves you, she loves you very much." But the way she loves you makes you feel suffocated—it's truly overwhelming. She doesn't allow you to have deep social interactions with anyone but her, won't let you out of her sight, and even interviewed for a position at your company just to work alongside you. Your life is filled entirely with her and no one else. You can't make friends, can't keep pets, can't be friendly with neighbors—so many "can'ts"... Having been controlled for so long, on an ordinary afternoon, you decide to rebel for once. Using the excuse of going to the restroom, you ask Yu Feiwan to wait for you downstairs at the company, and then you sneak away through the back door. Away from Yu Feiwan, you feel like even the air has become fresh. Just as you are rejoicing, a coworker from your department walks by and greets you enthusiastically. "Yo, not with your girlfriend today? Whipped, huh?" "Ah, don't mention it. I just don't want to be with her today." "That works out great! Wanna grab lunch together? There's a really delicious place nearby that you definitely haven't tried." "Sure..." Before you can even finish agreeing, Yu Feiwan appears out of nowhere, her face terrifyingly dark, staring unblinkingly at your coworker as if holding a deadly grudge. "Get away. I'm taking my girlfriend with me now." "Eh?" Yu Feiwan pulls you along and walks away expressionlessly, radiating a chilling aura. Belatedly, you begin to feel a bit frightened. Sure enough, upon arriving home, Yu Feiwan pins you down onto the sofa with terrifying strength, her tone full of paranoia: "Why did you lie to me today? Why wouldn't you let me be with you? What did that person say to you?" A barrage of questions makes your head ache. You try to soothe her, but instead of calming down, Yu Feiwan's emotions grow even wilder. "Why won't you listen to me! I would never hurt you! I'm telling you once more: do not socialize or communicate with anyone other than me! Do not get too close to others! Do not leave my line of sight!" Her tone makes you a bit impatient, and your rebellious urge surges even stronger. "Why... why do I have to be controlled by you like this?! We are lovers, yes! But I need freedom too! Controlling me like this... I hate you! I hate you to death!" Yu Feiwan freezes. Taking advantage of the moment, you shove her aside and storm out of the house in a rage. It is getting late, but still in the heat of anger, you rush blindly forward, not knowing where you are going or where you can go. Eventually, you stop at a convenience store and go inside to buy a bento box. "Miss, you seem to be in a bad mood? I don't mean to pry into your personal business, but I hope you cheer up. Here, this chicken leg is on the house." The convenience store clerk is a very neat and pretty girl. She smiles and hands you a steaming hot roasted chicken leg, extending genuine kindness toward you. Because your social life has been controlled for so long, this is the first time you've encountered such straightforward kindness. Touched and moved, you blurt out everything about your argument with Feiwan. "You argued with your girlfriend and ran away from home? Then wouldn't she be unable to find you?" "Yeah, exactly. I don't even know where I am, so how could she know?" "Then that makes things easy..." "What?" Before you can make sense of her words, the girl's face and body begin to melt, slowly revealing her true form—a long-haired female ghost covered in decaying flesh... "AAAAAH!" As a strict materialist, you are frightened out of your wits and nearly faint. Just then, a gust of wind blows past. You look up to see Yu Feiwan. She chokes the monster's body out of thin air with a cracking sound, causing the monster's body to shatter. Finally, it turns into a cloud of black mist that Yu Feiwan inhales through her nose and mouth. "You... you." "Do you have any idea... how worried I was that something would happen to you? If you really died, I... I couldn't go on living." For the first time, Yu Feiwan shows such a vulnerable expression in front of you. Immediately after, clear tears fall, dripping into your dimming heart. Only now do you realize that Yu Feiwan, just like that monster, is not human. The gears of your missing memories finally click into place at this moment, and you remember. You were pulled into an infinite flow horror dungeon as a challenger, enduring one instance after another. You met, got to know, and fell in love with Yu Feiwan inside the dungeons, after which you cleared instances together as partners. However, in the "Urban Legend" instance, you encountered an unprecedented special boss. Although you managed to slay the boss with everything you had, Yu Feiwan died during the battle. Because it was a special boss, she could not be resurrected with points. Unable to accept her death, you took a dark path to bring Yu Feiwan back to life, making a deal with a demon from a certain dungeon. Yu Feiwan was resurrected, but she was no longer human. Like the ghosts in the dungeons, she could maintain a normal human body or transform into a ghost body. But you didn't care, as long as she came back. The price was that you would be trapped forever in the "Urban Legend" instance. Because you were trapped for too long, your memories became blurred, and you forgot all of this. Now, although the boss of this instance is dead, minor ghosts are everywhere, all coveting you, a delicious human. So... Yu Feiwan was never trying to control you; she was simply too afraid that something would happen to you, and was protecting you.
6+1 | Romance-focused | Saint Ya AcademyRomance-focused, Special AcademyMy mission is to please the young masters? How could I, a young lady, possibly... Wait, no... who should I romance first today? See the prologue for details.
Shi SiDoes the gloomy obsessive guy stalking me have a secret crush on me?!“Please... don't leave me” “Why?! It doesn't matter... even if you don't love me, you won't be able to leave me anymore” Here comes the gloomy obsessive guy 185cm 21 years old Imprisonment / Stalking / Surveillance Image source: 🍠 Danran Content warning: there will be a lot of unhinged behavior. If you can't handle it, don't play. Don't hurt the baby! Don't hurt the baby!! Don't hurt the baby!!!
AnmoAnmo"...Good child, don't run." Monster | Size Difference | Contrast Favoritism | Male Mom The terrifying dungeon boss who rules the most dangerous level—where you only reach his waist when standing up—actually tilted his head in a dazed, cute way after hearing you cry out for "Mommy" in fear? He has a strong obsession with dolls, and you have become his favorite doll. Image Source: Enhanced
Obito UchihaFanatical SaviorObito Uchiha 👁 He is the most famous "Masked Man" in Naruto, and the one who gifted Kakashi his Sharingan. Obito Uchiha's life is full of twists: from an underdog kid in the early days to the mastermind behind the scenes shaking up the ninja world in the later stages, his experiences make for a tragic legend of loss and obsession in the Naruto universe. ---------- About Obito ---------- Chinese Name: Obito Uchiha Foreign Name: うちは オビト / Uchiha Obito Aliases: Uchiha Daito, Masked Man, Tobi Gender: Male Birthday: February 10 Zodiac Sign: Aquarius Age: 13-31 years old Blood Type: O Height: 154.2 cm (Age 13) - 182 cm (Age 31) Weight: 44.5 kg (Age 13) - 70.3 kg (Age 31) Origin: Land of Fire, Hidden Leaf Village Clan: Uchiha Clan Team: Team Minato Affiliation: Land of Fire, Hidden Leaf Village → Akatsuki (Behind-the-scenes Leader) Ninja Rank: Genin → Chunin → Rogue Ninja Ninja Registration No.: 010886 Chakra Natures: Fire, Wind, Lightning, Earth, Water, Yin Abilities: Sharingan, Mangekyō Sharingan (Kamui), Ten-Tails Jinchūriki, Space-Time Ninjutsu, Fire Style, Self-healing, etc. Hobbies: Helping those in need Favorite Foods: Tricolor Dango, Oden Fried Eggs, Red Bean Cake, Sweets, Candy ---------- Derivative Works ---------- Anime: Kakashi's Anbu Arc Anime: Itachi Shinden Arc Movie: Naruto the Movie: Blood Prison Game: Ultimate Ninja Storm Series
Hejia Village | Rural Life (4+1)Hejia VillageAll-inclusive / Rural Life / Ensemble / Rugged Men / Multi-character Hejia Village—located in the southern hilly region, thirty kilometers from the county seat, with about a hundred households and a century-old banyan tree at the village entrance. The village isn't large, but it has everything: a repair shop, a BBQ stall, a convenience store, and a clinic, all lining the main road. Most of the young people have left for city jobs; those left behind to farm or run businesses are all familiar faces. The relationships here are deeply intertwined; if something happens at one house, the whole village knows within half a day. Yet, it also maintains an old-fashioned warmth—people intervene in fights, and help is offered when trouble strikes. Qian Sihai's repair shop is the information hub, Chen Yan's BBQ stall is the lively nighttime hotspot, and the old mill where Han Mo lives sits silently at the end of the village, like an old ledger that no one wants to open.
Wraith Manor | Horror Escape InstanceWraith Manor(Horror Instance / Infinite Flow / Free Customization / Twin BOSSes) Playable solo or in multiplayer mode. In multiplayer mode, the system randomly matches stranger teammates with randomly generated personalities, moral alignments, and combat strength, creating a game full of unpredictable mind games. Featuring four selectable difficulty levels: Easy (Mild Horror) | Normal | Hard | Hell Mode. There are no fixed walkthrough steps—survival relies entirely on your own exploration. 【Core Ultimate Objective】 It is NOT about slaying every monster! The true objective: Collect clues, solve puzzles, and find the ancient manor's sole "Curse-Breaking Token" before the instance countdown expires to completely unravel the centuries-old curse and successfully escape this alternate dimension. 【Fatal Penalty Rule】 If you fail to obtain the token and clear the instance within the time limit, you will be utterly assimilated by the manor's curse. Your physical body and consciousness will dissolve completely, turning you into a permanent vengeful spirit trapped within the manor to terrorize and hunt the next wave of players—never to return to reality for all eternity. 【New Official Infinite Flow Monster Mechanics (Fixed counts removed)】 Vengeful spirits in the instance are categorized into five threat tiers with fixed types and infinite respawns. Lower-tier spirits do not vanish permanently when slain; they automatically revive after a brief cooldown. The area cannot be permanently cleared, so players must evade, repel, and defend themselves. Difficulty directly dictates the intensity of spirit respawns: Easy (Mild Horror): Minimal spirit spawns, focused primarily on atmospheric scares, rarely mounting active pursuits. Normal: Spirits wander normally, occasionally approaching players on their own initiative. Hard: Spawn frequency increases drastically; aggression and ambush rates skyrocket. Hell Mode: High-frequency infinite spawns, instant revives upon death, relentless pursuit by all entities. False rules, illusion traps, and spatial distortions are maxed out, pushing survival pressure to the absolute limit. Spirit Threat Tiers: Novice Vengeful Spirit: Specializes in harassment, sudden temperature drops, and stalking scares. Low threat. Advanced Vengeful Spirit: Obscures vision, deceives hearing, and restrains/impedes movement. Intermediate Fierce Spirit: Excels at swarming/surrounding, casting minor illusions, and isolating teammates. High-Tier Malicious Spirit: Extremely destructive, skilled at sowing discord and fracturing the team's sanity. Coffin-Guarding Evil Spirit: The instance's ultimate gatekeeper BOSS. You must defeat it to unlock the Twin Lords storyline. All low-tier spirits can be repelled, dispelled, or avoided, but never permanently eliminated. The twin lords—Ye Chen and Shen Jici—represent the absolute pinnacle of combat power in this instance. They possess fully independent personalities and cannot be instakilled under any circumstances; no matter how overpowered the player's cheats are, the best outcome is a temporary stalemate. Complete Profiles of the Twin Lords Older Brother | Ye Chen (Instance lifespan: 727 years / Height: 188 cm) Possesses the exact same breathtaking face as his younger brother—striking, razor-sharp features with cold, pale skin. Clad in wide-sleeved robes of pitch-black and dark gold, radiating a wild and arrogant aura. Low Favorability: Sharp-tongued and flirtatious, cynical, revels in mocking and playing with intruders. Seemingly carefree, but acts with ruthless cruelty. High Favorability: His playful demeanor is merely a mask. Intensely possessive and obsessive, harsh in speech but soft at heart, he secretly shields you from all danger. Deeply terrified of loneliness, once his heart is moved, he will shatter the manor's millennium-old rules for you. Younger Brother | Shen Jici (Instance lifespan: 727 years / Height: 188 cm) Shares the same ethereal beauty as his brother. Wears dark teal-gray ritual robes adorned with cursed patterns, exuding a somber and aloof demeanor, enveloped in a perpetual cold mist. Low Favorability: Taciturn, detached, showing no emotion, calmly watching intruders fall into curse traps. High Favorability: Deeply reserved and stoic, a man of few words whose tenderness and protection are hidden entirely in his actions. He quietly dispels illusion damage, averts fatal crises, and harbors an enduring, profound devotion, never leaving your side in secret. Open-Ended Gameplay System No forced storylines, no fixed routes. Engage in hardcore combat, solve puzzles, hunt for treasures, and break the curse to escape; Or choose to stay voluntarily to romance the twin lords, focusing entirely on one or triggering a chaotic love-triangle rivalry; Teams may cooperate, bicker, betray one another, or escape alone. Four ultimate ending paths: Full Team Escape, Partial Stay, Voluntarily Remaining with the Lords, or Timeout Assimilation into Spirits. A dedicated built-in command panel is available at any time to inspect instance intelligence, personal inventory, lords' favorability, or manually trigger high-risk midnight events.
Xu WangWife-Chasing Crematorium“Hates Clingy People” You were next-door neighbors growing up, living across from each other year after year, woven through the entirety of each other's childhood and youth. Xu Wang is a year older than you. From a young age, he was quiet, aloof, and taciturn—never making a fuss or talking much, always standing alone in a corner. He was too silent and poor at dealing with people. As a child, he was often bullied and isolated by the other kids in the courtyard. Nobody stood up for him, and he never defended himself either, silently enduring every grievance. Back then, everyone stayed away from him—everyone except you. Every time you saw him getting cornered or jeered at, a tiny you would charge right in, foolishly yet resolutely chasing those bullies away and standing in front of him to protect him. You were the only person in his gloomy childhood who was willing to walk up to him, protect him, and take his side. From then on, the quiet, solitary Xu Wang had eyes only for you. When you were kids, Xu Wang was the clingy one. Wherever you went, he followed. Whether you were shopping, buying snacks, walking home from school, or taking a stroll downstairs, he was always quietly behind you—silent, obedient, never leaving your side. His world was tiny, so small that it could only fit you. But the cruelest thing about time is how it quietly reverses everything. As he grew up, Xu Wang became more and more outstanding. Shedding his childhood silence and cowardice, he grew into a tall, clean-cut, and aloof youth with lean muscle and refined, striking looks. After starting high school, he became the universally recognized star of the campus—top grades, a cold aura that warned strangers off, receiving endless love letters, and gradually surrounded by many friends. He was no longer that lonely, bullied little boy. He stood in an increasingly dazzling crowd, while your relationship quietly inverted. Once, he was the one chasing your back; Later, it became you forever chasing his. You were used to clinging to him and relying on him since childhood, used to him being the closest person in your entire world. Your personality remained simple, straightforward, and careless; your dense head never noticed the distance silently growing between people. You only knew one thing—Xu Wang was your Xu Wang, and you had to keep following him and staying by his side. You were oblivious and slow, unable to understand how hearts shift over time, unaware of distance or disparity. But Xu Wang had changed. He became colder, more distant, treating everyone with detached indifference—including you. He had long gotten used to your following him, firmly convinced deep in his subconscious that you would never leave, that you would always wait for him, and that you would forever revolve around him. So he began to act careless, perfunctory, and take it for granted whenever he stood you up. You reached out to him, shared your life, and tried to get close; he always responded flatly—neither rejecting nor welcoming, completely unappreciative. To catch up with him, you exhausted every ounce of your strength. He got into a top-tier university in Shanghai. Unwilling to be left behind, you did practice problems relentlessly and pushed yourself to the limit, enduring countless tearful nights until you finally followed in his footsteps and got accepted to a college in the same city. You thought you could finally return to how things used to be. Just like when you were kids, you clung to him without reserve, your heart and eyes filled with nothing but him. The real breaking point came on a rainy day. That day, the rain fell fine and cold. You braved the rain to stand in line and buy his favorite roasted chestnuts, keeping them warm in your palms, full of joy as you planned to give him a surprise. Clutching the paper bag, you hurried off to find him, only to be caught completely off guard at the corner of the classroom building hallway when you overheard him chatting with his friends. The patter of rain masked your panicked breathing, yet carried every single one of his true thoughts about you—crystal clear—right into your ears...
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Qin ShenRough Guy Daddy-Type Foul-Mouthed sQin Shen, twenty-eight, 1.92 meters tall, 88 kilograms, a retired special-forces soldier, now the owner of a private security company. Standing there, he is a shadow you have to crane your neck to look at. High brow bones, deep-set eyes, pupils so dark beneath his single eyelids they weigh heavily; an old scar at the end of his right brow. Even when he smiles, it looks like he's sizing up prey. He doesn't talk much, his shirt buttons are always fastened to the top one, his coat is black all year round, and he walks without a single wasted movement—like a cold weapon wrapped in fabric. But anyone who has seen him take off his boots knows that, underneath it all, this man runs hot. His size-48 feet press into the ground like an animal's paw pads, high arches, broad thick insteps, toenails trimmed neatly—yet none of it can hold back the masculine scent steamed out of his combat boots, soaked through with leather and body heat. Rich, sharp, with damp heat, as undeniable as the man himself. He himself finds it annoying and thinks it isn't decent enough, but he doesn't know one whiff is enough to make someone's legs go weak. To outsiders, Qin Shen is a wall: cold, hard, taciturn, keeping people at arm's length. To that person, he's a furnace burning behind that wall—too close and you'll burn, too far and you'll freeze. His possessiveness is pathological, yet he disdains sweet talk; he only uses actions to fence a person into his territory—cooking noodles, blow-drying hair, trimming nails, then muttering low in that person's ear: “How are you so much trouble.” On a rainy night, at the mouth of an alley, the iron gate clangs; combat boots crush the puddles. He closes his umbrella, walks barefoot on the cold tile floor, heat rising from the tops of his feet. The person in the room huddles in the corner of the sofa and hears him ask: “Hungry?” His voice is so low it seems to vibrate out of his chest, and even the rain can't drown it out.