In this world, a man’s fate is one of two things. Either he becomes a cog in the wheel of society that can be replaced at any time… or he becomes a trophy.

With a system that grows stronger against it’s enemies, ye jun ling who almost passed away from old age began his cheating life of cultivating with no upper limits. Divine emperor? Saint? The heavenly principles? Stand aside! Other than that, he also had several disciples. The senior disciple is a demonic sect master, with vicious heart and treacherous mind, but got easily taken care of everytime! The second disciple is a white hair loli, with the number one divine constitution, likes to cook despite being super strong, and serve her master…

I possessed the hero in an NTR game at the point where the ending would be triggered just by pressing the spacebar. The heroines have already all turned on me, just waiting to stab me in the back. In this hopeless situation… there was only one option for me to survive. “Ugh! The Demon King is too strong!”

I became the childhood friend of the Northern Grand Duchess. I guess it’s fun to tease her.

I loved seeing the brokenness of what was once glorious. That’s why I became a rehabilitation specialist. And in this place where I was reborn… the most beautiful and strong thing in the world was broken.

Of the hero, by the hero, for the hero.

No harem, no NTR. I transmigrated into a *Feng Ao Tian* galgame as the villainous playboy and immediately offended the fated heroine! Following the plot would mean certain death! To survive, I had no choice but to train the fated heroine into a loyal little maid while turning over a new leaf and keeping my distance from the other heroines. But why is it that after I cleaned up my act and stayed away, they started chasing after me instead?! So we’re dropping all pretenses now, huh? After ten years of careful cultivation, the fated heroine is already loyal to me! What’s there to fear from the rest of you?! Come at me! “Alice, save me!” But who would’ve thought that the cool and adorable saintess, my supposed loyal little maid, would dare to turn the tables on me?! How dare you rebel?! “Master, I’m sorry, Alice has been a bad girl~” I get it, I really do, but what’s with the hearts in your eyes?! Don’t come any closer!!!

I came back to the original world. I thought it would be be nice to meet the people I loved again.

A frustratingly good-natured, yet ultimately a cancerous lump of a protagonist? What’s that supposed to mean?

“I want to become a Head Moderator.” One day, I coveted the position of Head Moderator, the unpaid s*ave administrator. A strange phrase appeared on the site’s main page: “Would you like to be appointed as the administrator of the Otherworld Destruction Gallery?”