Feeling Luo Wei's embrace, which was not broad or strong, but rather frail...
Ophelia instantly choked up.
"Why are you so foolish? Have you gone mad??"
She clung tightly to Luo Wei's body, wailing loudly.
"I've treated you so badly, yet you still foolishly came forward. Are you sick in the head?!"
Luo Wei struggled to lift his head, forcing a weak smile.
"I suppose I must be sick..."
"Otherwise, I wouldn't have tried to change you, a..."
Yandere.
Every movement he made felt like needles piercing his skin.
The corrosive black mist was too potent, leaving not a single patch of healthy skin on his body. Even the smile he wore now was a struggle to maintain.
Seeing Luo Wei like this, Ophelia's heart ached more and more. She quickly cupped his cheeks.
"Does it hurt?"
Luo Wei managed to shake his head weakly.
"No! No!" Ophelia's voice grew frantic. "You're going to die like this! I'll take you to a doctor right now! Caroline! Caroline! Where are you all? Where have you gone?!"
She anxiously scanned the ruins of the manor, then looked into the distance.
After the explosion, the maids and shadow guards who had fled earlier reappeared in sight.
They were rushing toward Luo Wei and Ophelia's location.
"Don't worry..." Luo Wei smiled, trying to comfort her.
"I won't die. Didn't I tell you? I have nine lives..."
Before Ophelia could respond, Luo Wei began coughing violently, spitting out a mouthful of dark, thick blood.
"What kind of joke is this at a time like this?!" Ophelia hurriedly supported Luo Wei, who was on the verge of collapsing.
Luo Wei's condition was worsening by the minute. His body was severely burned, with festering, pus-filled wounds. It was likely that the black mist had also entered his lungs, contaminating them.
Seeing him grow weaker, Ophelia's voice trembled with desperation.
"Caroline! Hurry up! You're never this slow usually!!"
"If anything happens to Luo Wei, I won't forgive you!!"
Her trusted attendants, who were always prompt and efficient, were nowhere to be seen, making the wait feel like an eternity.
"Blaming them is pointless... It's not their fault I ended up like this..."
Luo Wei looked into Ophelia's blood-red eyes, his tone both resigned and reproachful.
"I know... I know..." Ophelia shook her head in self-reproach. "It's because of me... because of me that you're like this..."
"I must look... hideous and terrifying now, right?" Luo Wei forced a bitter smile.
"No! Not at all!"
Ophelia's tears fell onto Luo Wei's blackened, festering skin.
Luo Wei hissed in pain.
"No matter what you look like, no matter how ugly or hideous, I won't abandon you! I promise!" Ophelia kept wiping her tears.
"If you say so..." Luo Wei managed a strained smile. "Then I must really look awful now..."
Ophelia let out a tearful laugh. "What are you even saying at a time like this? Your only job now is to shut up and rest. Once I get you to the city, I'll find the best doctors to treat you..."
Luo Wei interrupted her, "What if they can't cure me? What if I die?"
"No! No!!" Ophelia's voice grew sharp and shrill, almost piercing.
"You won't die! How could you die? You won't die!!"
Luo Wei smiled faintly and shook his head. "I'm just an ordinary human. Death is a natural part of life for someone like me..."
"Absolutely not!" Ophelia's face darkened instantly.
"I'll bring in the best experts from the Royal Medical Association to diagnose you. I'll even summon the Archbishop of the Holy Church to pray for you all night!"
"And I'll round up all the black wizards and occultists in the country! No matter what, I'll make sure you survive! Otherwise, I'll kill them all!!"
Ophelia's eyes were shadowed with murderous intent, as if she truly meant every word.
Luo Wei's expression turned serious. "If I survive this time, if I manage to cling to life, then..."
He gazed into her eyes and continued, "Will you change? Will you stop doing things like this?"
Ophelia was momentarily stunned.
Finally, finally, he had brought it up...
As she looked at Luo Wei's solemn face, scenes from the dream world flashed through her mind.
The days they spent together, undisturbed by anyone, peaceful and happy.
But only for her.
Luo Wei's heart was not at peace. He hated being confined.
Like a bird repeatedly crashing into a wall, bloodied and battered, it was only now that Ophelia realized that if she continued down this path, she would only meet the same fate.
Thinking of Luo Wei braving the corrosive black mist, enduring the pain as he resolutely walked toward her, Ophelia suddenly realized that she had underestimated him all along—his will, his determination...
Ophelia lowered her head in desolation. She realized that she didn't know Luo Wei as well as she had thought.
His soul was far more resolute, cold, and stubborn than hers.
"I..." She shook her head in anguish, filled with hesitation and struggle.
"I don't know..."
The failures in the dream world, one after another... She had reflected on them before.
When Caroline had hinted at it earlier, she had sensed something, perhaps Luo Wei had indeed tampered with things.
But at the time, her paranoia and madness had made her deaf to any warnings...
Yet the crux of the matter wasn't there...
Slowly, she raised her head.
Looking into those bloodshot, weak, yet unwavering eyes fixed on her, Ophelia knew that this path was a dead end.
She slumped in despair, realizing that no matter what she did, she could no longer bind Luo Wei.
She had lost.
Completely and utterly.
Luo Wei watched as Ophelia seemed to crumble before his eyes.
He seemed to know what she was thinking.
Luo Wei smiled gently, trying to reach out and touch her pale cheek.
But his hand faltered, lacking the strength, and he had to let it drop.
"I promise you," he said softly.
Ophelia's head snapped up, her blood-red eyes locking onto his.
"What did you say?"
"I said, I promise you."
Ophelia's face was a mix of disbelief and hope. "You... you promise me what? Be clear! Don't be vague! Say it plainly!!"
Luo Wei chuckled weakly. "Of course, I promise to stay with you, never to part, and never to disappear without a word like I did four years ago..."
Ophelia trembled with emotion. She had waited far too long for these words.
"Never part? Never ever part? Do you know what that means?" She repeated loudly, afraid of any ambiguity in his words.
"I know," Luo Wei nodded. "I know that as someone who's lied so much, you might not easily believe me. But I truly mean it. Do you trust me?"
"I trust you! Of course, I trust you! You can't take it back! You can't leave me again!" Ophelia's voice was hoarse with emotion.
Just as she had begun to recover, her excitement caused her pupils to narrow into slits, her body sprouting fine scales and a long, barbed, whip-like tail.
Luo Wei glanced around. The persistent black corrosive mist had reappeared.
"Ophelia, could you... maybe tone down your powers a bit..."
He said helplessly.
But Ophelia was too lost in her own world of joy to hear him.
The sky darkened once more.
"Together forever, together forever, together forever..."
She murmured to herself like this until an inexplicable thought surfaced once more.
“Wait!!”
Her reptilian-like vertical pupils instantly locked onto Luo Wei’s eyes.
“No! You’re changing the subject! No, no!”
Her voice was piercingly sharp, “You belong to me, it’s only natural that we’re together! That’s not the answer I want!!”
Luo Wei was stunned.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
