Horror of the Continent: The Immortal King Brings Despair, While the Light Knight Defies the Divine Will. In an era of chaos, numerous heroes emerge, striving to navigate the tumultuous land. However, amidst this turmoil, sudden and enigmatic forces make their appearance on the continent. Little did they know, it was all me. …To be precise, they were my alter egos sent to this other world. #Unintentionally becoming the villain of the world. #Somehow, I become both the demon king and the hero. #One person, multiple roles.

“Huh? How much debt do we have?” I became an idol to pay off the debt my parents incurred.

For unknown reasons, I found myself in a game and am on my 12th attempt at clearing it. It appears impossible to achieve the “conquer all heroines” ending. The moment I decided to give up on conquering the heroines and aim for the “defeat the final boss” ending instead: [The monsters in the dungeon are strengthened by Saintess Jill’s blessing.] [The monsters in the dungeon gain weak toxicity due to Witch Yulia’s curse.] [Cold air envelops the dungeon because of Frost Lord Yerina’s grudge.] The heroines started blocking my path forward.

It’s been about 10 years since I started living in the cyberpunk game. I don’t understand why there are so many people looking for me now. Just let me relax in the corner of my house for a while.

[Unique Ability: Curse of Fear – Causes extreme stress and fear to any living creature within a 50m radius.] …But why am I okay?

A story about broadcasting alone in a labyrinth, taming monsters, drawing pictures of monsters while creating an encyclopedia, and occasionally sending monsters on expeditions to other worlds.

The only Paladin of the forgotten god, Nameless Chaos, and also the only Pope, Priest, and Worshipper.

As a peace-loving, farming-enthusiast sandbox game player, Chen Xiyi claims he is not the kind to bring chaos to the world as the Fourth Calamity. He excels in converting enemies with truth and justice.“Let’s talk this out. Put away your weapons of mass destruction, and we can discuss anything.” — The dying words of a certain red-named NPC.

I got transported into a novel where baseless characters run rampant, and readers’ random feedback is shoved in. The thing is, I’m a third-rate villain.

From the side, she looks pitiful and worn out, but in reality, she’s living her joyful survival story in the world of games. But how can someone’s name be Oknodie?