After going dark, my enemies begged me not to ruin the plot.
The day I died, the system came to my door.
It said that as long as I help it repair the loopholes in the Three Thousand Little World, it will give me a chance for revenge.
I smiled: "Deal."
Therefore, in the apocalyptic novel, I became the cannon fodder abandoned by the protagonist group, watching them struggle desperately in the zombie wave.
In the book about cultivating immortals, I became a useless person whose spiritual roots were dug out, and I turned the entire sect into my ladder to immortality.
In the interstellar novel, I became the princess whose engagement was broken off, and turned around to lead the Zerg army to the imperial throne.
In the last world, the system suddenly trembled and begged me to stop: "Master, the loophole you want to fix is yourself——"
I crushed the villain's soul in my hand and wiped off the blood on my fingertips casually: "Now, it's time to resolve the loopholes between us."
