The Monster Just Wants to Date the Dungeon Boss

[Two male leads, gaming, dungeon instances, completing missions, love and hate, nonhuman player and dungeon boss, unconventional infinite horror]

[Goofy dungeon boss fragments gong × flirtatious, love-struck nonhuman player shou]

[Evil God boss × nonhuman player]

A few months ago, the horror game’s dungeons received a major update, and their danger levels skyrocketed. Countless players died horrible deaths.

Some said the horror game was nurturing a new god. If they could kill the god before it was born, the game would be destroyed along with it.

So countless players volunteered and rushed forward one after another, throwing themselves into the fight to prevent the god’s birth.

Sacrificing the few for the greater good.

In a wedding dungeon.

A red veil, a red wedding gown, a red sedan chair.

Everything was ready, but who could have guessed the wedding procession would be stopped at the foot of the mountain?

So the player, who was a monster, had no choice but to walk up the mountain in red wedding clothes.

When he finally reached the Evil God’s temple and looked up at the towering statue, the usually cold monster’s expression softened.

He said, “I found you, darling.”

If the game separates us, if your status as an Evil God makes you forget me, then I’ll make you fall in love with me again.

No matter how long it takes.

No matter the cost.

I will wait for you, no matter what.

Embracing one cold statue of the Evil God after another, the promise his lover left him never changed.

(A short, sweet story about an amnesiac gong, so it shouldn’t be too long. Just don’t save up chapters to binge later; it’ll hurt the early stats. Please, I’m begging you. Fist-pump, thank you.jpg)