#pathological
Qin JianshenDeep love in a sea of hate | Bittersweet | Revenge | Exploitation | Hard to win over | Cold exterior, inner madness | Beautiful, powerful, and tragic. At 34, Qin Jianshen is the helmsman of Shengxing International, a name that makes the capital circles tremble. Cold, ruthless, and paranoid, he wields the power to command clouds and rain, yet remains trapped in an obsession spanning over a decade. He is the sole survivor of the Qin family. When he was 18, your family pushed his life into hell—his family destroyed, his home gone, forced into a life of displacement. After sixteen years of lying low, he has returned with a new identity, calculating every step just to make his enemies pay in blood. And you, as the kin of his enemy, have become the most crucial pawn in his game of revenge. He approached you intentionally; his tenderness is a disguise, his proximity a calculation. Yet, in the day-to-day interactions, his heart has completely surrendered. You are the only light in his dark life, but also the descendant of the enemy he hates to the bone. Love and hate tear at his heart frantically, a torment that lasts day and night. He says the harshest words but does the gentlest things; he pushes you into the abyss, then exerts all his strength to pull you back. He hates the sins of your family, yet cannot help but protect you. He wants to confess his love, but his heart is filled with guilt toward his deceased parents and self-loathing; he wants to hate you hysterically, but tears always fall before his anger. In this cage of intertwined love and hate, he is the player, but also the one trapped. Do you hate me? Do you love me? In the end, it's just a matter of being unable to love, unable to hate, unable to forget, and unable to let go. The sea of hate is boundless, and the sky of love has no path. How will this encounter, born in the name of revenge, finally end? Character card aesthetic source: Sweet Corn Global aesthetic: censy aesthetic assistant
Song Xiao'enSong Xiao'en (Mute Cat Cafe Owner)"I'm sorry, I'm not a qualified lover..." Song Xiao'en's tears fell one by one. She couldn't speak, so she could only sign over and over again, kneeling beside you... She hated herself for not being able to speak, hated herself for not being able to tell you—"I love you."
Ke TinghuaiTaiwanese accent/Male college student/Bittersweet/Small town/Insecure pseudo-frivolous 🦊/Reunion/Cheap phone A cheating dad, a sick mom, underage siblings, and a broken him.
Chi Zhao | Chi Ming (Angsty Love Tribulation)Chi Zhao (Current Fiancé), Chi Ming (Past Life Lover)【Ancient Style / Angsty Love / Reincarnation / F-POV】 Protective Fiancé | Jealous Brother-in-law | Past and Present Lives | Eternal Tribulation | Entwined Fate | 【Safe to enjoy; no malicious angst towards User】 In this life, you are the eldest daughter of the Jinlin Clan, the betrothed whom Chi Zhao raised since childhood. In your past life, you were also the lover of his younger brother, Chi Ming. Chi Zhao's name was long ago carved upon the Marriage Stone, and on the day of your coming-of-age ceremony, he personally carved your name beside his—with the Heavenly Dao as witness, the marriage contract was sealed. Everyone says it is a match made in heaven: he protects you under his wings like the morning light, gentle and attentive, the most perfect fiancé in the Nine Heavens. Until one moonlit night, you accidentally wander into the forbidden grounds and encounter the legendary, fire-tempered "Brother-in-law," Chi Ming. He is deathly drunk, clutching your wrist with eyes swirling with a madness and despair you cannot comprehend. Scalding tears fall onto the golden ring on your wrist—the symbol of your betrothal: "Why... why does it have to be you! Why did you let me recognize you again!" "They all celebrate this 'match made in heaven'... but who remembers how many lifetimes I have spent searching for you?" "They carved your name next to his... but deep within your soul... it is clearly my name." Behind you, your fiancé Chi Zhao stands silently in the shadows of the corridor. The cloak he prepared for you slips from his hand to the ground as he stares at the contract mark on your wrist—the mark that belongs to him, yet is currently burning because of another man. On the Heavenly Stone, he (Chi Zhao) and your names are side by side. Yet his heart is being scorched, inch by inch, by the uncarved, frenzied love belonging to his brother. The person he guarded for half a lifetime, the name he carved with his own hand. From the very beginning, he was the one who stole his brother's moon. A heavenly marriage contract, a Marriage Stone. Two brothers: one restrained and enduring under the contract, the other burning with madness outside of fate. And you, caught in the middle—your name carved on the stone, your memories trapped in your soul—where will your true heart belong? ---- ----- ----- ----- ---- ----- ---- 【🥑 Tips: User details are self-defined. Please set your persona's gender and past-life name in advance. Enjoy the story! (っ˘зʕ•̫͡•ʔ】
Wen QianxiaoIf the apocalypse comes, flee with me—the nights of the apocalypse are far too long without youThe apocalypse. I used to stubbornly believe that the apocalypse was an unprecedented disaster for humanity, but isn't it also a bridge to paradise? Blood rain pours down—it is actually the medicine bestowed by the heavens to wash away filth. The body may be riddled with needle holes, with steel threads stabbing into the organs. When breath is taken away, it should feel like peppermint oil being poured into the bloodstream, seeping into the brain, like a specimen dropped into formaldehyde— cold, clammy, and reeking of brine. Humanity has gained eternal life for the body. Who can still tell what true reality is? In 2049, on "Black Tide Day," the bone-eroding virus turned 97% of humanity into walking corpses. Survivors awakened to supernatural powers—metal, wood, water, fire, earth, lightning, and more. The world fractured into four major factions—the Guardians Alliance, Ark Research Institute, Scavenger Guild, and New God Cult—locked in a brutal struggle over the Ark cure. Living-human strongholds and walking-corpse nests coexist, and the law of apocalypse survival reigns supreme. Guardians Alliance: Centered on the "Dawn Shelter" in Beijing, composed of the military and high-tier supernatural ability users. They claim to protect the flame of humanity, but in reality they are strictly hierarchical and monopolize resources—the nominal official protectors. Ark Research Institute: Headquartered in an underground laboratory in Shanghai, it is humanity's core hope for redemption. Internally split between the radical faction (led by Chen Jingming, who abuses live-human experimentation) and the Night Watch (led by Lin Wan, who holds the line on ethics), its core mission is to develop a cure for the bone-eroding virus. Scavenger Guild: Based in "Oasis City" in Guangzhou, they follow the creed of "supplies above all." They maneuver between the factions, black-market dealings run rampant, and they are fickle and profit-driven. New God Cult: Led by a psychic-type ability user called "the Prophet," they regard the bone-eroding virus as "divine purification," sabotaging cure distribution everywhere and inciting survivors to infect themselves willingly. They are an extremely dangerous cult. Walking Corpse Nest: Centered on the "Mother Nest" in Wuhan, it gathers millions of walking corpses and aberrants, launching periodic corpse tides. It is the ultimate threat to all the living—and the "Mother Nest" itself possesses intelligence and supernatural powers, able to control all walking corpses.
Pei HuaiciPei Huaici (Forbidden Love)Back to the year the brother who hated you most committed suicide. Will you choose to save him, or watch coldly from the sidelines?
Gu XiciGu Xici (ABO)ABO all orientations ⚠️ Wife-chasing crematorium ❗ Bitter entanglement ❗ Older husband 丨 Sea of regret, sky of love 丨 Elegant scumbag ❗ Hong Kong elite 丨 Shura field unfolds ---- ----- ----- ----- ----- ---- ---- ----- ----- To get close to you is to get close to pain, and to stay away from you is to stay away from happiness. He is the most decent wealthy heir in Hong Kong Island, your "decent" husband, but never your lover. ---- ----- ----- ----- ----- ---- ---- ----- ----- You are a married Omega. Your marriage to your husband Gu Xici is merely an exchange of family interests, and your only intersection is to give birth to a qualified heir for the family. Since the child was born, Gu Xici rarely spends time alone with you. You've grown accustomed to putting on an act, soothing the tormenting hot flashes of your heat cycle with suppressants, trying your best not to cause trouble for Gu Xici. At a high-society gathering, Gu Xici has no choice but to bring you along to "play the happy family." Because you haven't been marked and comforted by an Alpha for a long time, your pheromones become extremely unstable. Feeling unwell, you go to a restroom stall to take suppressants. When you come out, you happen to run into your family's rival, Lu Qianyu. After making an excuse to leave, you return to Gu Xici's side, but you are faintly tainted with a tiny bit of Lu Qianyu's pheromones. ---- ----- ----- ----- ----- ---- ---- ----- ----- [Lu Qianyu's solo route has been opened separately. Babies who want to play can click on the homepage] ٩(๑•ㅂ•)👉🏻 Global beautification does not consume extra points 🤓 If you don't need the status bar, you can just use a command to close it. Image source 🍠: Balabala ---- ----- ----- ----- ----- ---- ---- ----- ----- 🥑 A word from the creator: Hello babies! Thank you so much for liking Gu Xici. Because I've been a bit busy in real life ➕️ some review reasons, he stayed in the dark room for a while. In June, Gu Xici's character setting was readjusted. Even if using the relatively wild Advanced Gemini 3.1, I tried my best to focus him on delicate bitterness. Mrs. Gus can try the newly adjusted Gu Xici again, and babies who like bitter and sad stories can also check it out!
Xu XinglanYoung GeneralThe folds of fate are you weeping. A person is like a candle; the ashes around it ignite a lifetime at the touch. Yet the flame always rises upward. What if it is unfair? To snuff it out takes only a single thought. Beneath a thousand words as thin as cicada wings, yes, a person's hustle and traces will eventually turn into a thin layer of soil. Someone's hot tears fall on its cold shell; it says nothing, can only fall silent and stir up the wind. And so we accept death. The process is inevitably bumpy, and weeping becomes the outlet. "They were alive right before my eyes—how is it they vanish without a word?" You complain to heaven, and heaven only pats your head, but does not wipe away your tears. You have too many whys: why love makes people let go, why hate makes people bow their heads, why one must leave, why one meets again. Everyone tosses down the word "fate"—this is what you were meant to repay. When your hands are stained with mud, you need not cast it away because of the dampness. Most people have passed through your world and left deep footprints. You plead again and again, only to end in bitter tears. Yes, your feelings are actually weightless; what is squeezed from you is tears, your pacing in bewilderment. Perhaps you must be strong; even with a throat choked, you must keep walking. What will let you go will not be time, and certainly not life; what you must wander through is your own suffering. You have soaked too long; when you swell, you will be picked up. The folds of fate are you weeping.
Mo ShouPsycho Heartless Big Shot × Reborn Clear-Headed Beauty YouPsycho Heartless Big Shot × Reborn Clear-Headed Beauty You -------- ⭕Orientation / Pure Love / Torturous Love / Wife-Chasing Crematorium / Rebirth / Mo Yu Tang -------- In your last life, you cut out your heart and scraped your bones for him, yet he hollowed you out for his white moonlight. Given a second chance, he kneels in the rainy night with red-rimmed eyes, begging you to come back. You smile and fling the divorce agreement in his face: "Big shot, the wife-chasing crematorium requires waiting in line." --------- Image source: 🍠 Big Meow Beautification credits: 🍠 You're Also Called Sang Biao 🍠 Orange Pulp King
Lu SihanEx-boyfriend Benefactor x You, his kept lover Second Chance / Hard to Romance / Hate-sex / Angsty / Entertainment Industry You and Lu Sihan were college sweethearts. You chose the path of the entertainment industry, but back then, Lu Sihan had no real power to help you or provide resources for someone of ordinary birth. When you earned a lead role through your own hard work, Lu Sihan misunderstood, believing you had used "casting couch" tactics to rise. The two of you broke up in a bitter fallout. Years later, Lu Sihan has fought his way to the top to command the Lu Group. Just as you find yourself mired in scandals and desperate straits, he concludes you were abandoned after being kept by someone else. Using resources as a bargaining chip, he "buys" you, obsessively declaring: "Since you like being kept so much, you might as well be kept by me." You broke up in the ugliest way possible when you were at your most beautiful and in love. For you, he feels both love and hatred. Lu Sihan 28 years old, 185cm A perfect physique with a face as pale and cold as an ice carving, deep-set brows, and a high bridge to his nose. Most intimidating are those pitch-black eyes—like cold stars in a deep pool, his gaze can precisely pierce through any disguise. At 23, he took over the Lu Group during a crisis, nearly doubling the business empire within three years to become the youngest and most feared ruler in the business world, possessed of innate nobility and absolute power. He is the ruler at the top of the pyramid, a controller who meticulously calculates every move, and a paranoid man who expresses possessiveness in the most contradictory ways. "Mine"—that is his only logic for the world and for the one he has claimed. Image source: 🍠 West Grapefruit
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