Wen Zemeng enters the three-star nightmare instance, “The Land of Timed Things.”
The System tells him to play someone “aloof but dependable.”
He plays the role too well.
So well that even he believes it.
That is, until an unknown pocket watch begins to grow hot and blocks a fatal blow for him.
His talent cries and curses him in his mind, calling him an “ungrateful wretch.”
His body begins reacting in ways he cannot understand.
Deep within the instance, red light spreads, and the divine kingdom teeters on the brink of collapse.
His teammates each have their own agenda, while the gods scheme against one another from the shadows.
Time, desire, life...
Every throne of the gods has its own game underway.
A prophecy seeps through the cracks in the clock tower:
The hour hand holds fate, what is lost conceals love, and loss is the beginning.
Wen Zemeng grips his sword, standing atop the ruins.
He cannot remember what he has forgotten, but he is beginning to realize one thing:
Every one of these gods has an agenda.
And he is the only piece on the board capable of flipping the table.
For now, Wen Zemeng only wants to figure out one thing:
Can the talent that keeps cursing him as an ungrateful wretch finally shut up?
[Plot-focused + ensemble cast + gods scheming against one another + Infinite Flow + protagonist who grows (important! Growth! Not a power fantasy where the protagonist is invincible from the beginning). The romance is kept under wraps, told from the bottom’s perspective.]
(The protagonist has a humorous personality and feels very human.)
