These are all very good, by far the best in Yanglao. In addition, I would like to recommend a book I wrote myself - "Demon Trial: Determination from the Other Side". Due to special reasons, I did not sign the contract. The update speed is not very fast, but it will not be interrupted. Except for the first case, the subsequent plot will not follow the original plot. Each piece has enough portion. It also has its own readership, and the people in it speak well.
There are quite a few Magic Trial fans on Tomato, and the number of them is definitely in the triple digits, but except for a few works, it is difficult to break through the circle. Here I only include excellent fans who basically make articles based on the original work (by the way, I recommend my own humble work, the second one). As for other fans whose content has been greatly changed, I have not included them for the time being. You can find them elsewhere on this topic. Currently, the number one Tomato Demon Review fandom is undoubtedly Yang Lao. In addition to the writing style, it also includes zero threshold. It greatly expands the daily routine, hyped CP, mysterious be and the protagonist's high mobility on the basis of the original work, making it extremely versatile and easier for the majority of readers who have never played Demon Trial to accept it and get into the game vertically. The following is the epitome of madness: Does anyone really think that Emma feels like the little sister next door? That feeling does not come from a deliberately created sense of distance or alienated delicacy, but rather like an old cotton shirt that has been washed soft and white, warm to the touch and so comfortable that it feels comfortable. Her hair is often tied back casually, and there are always a few disobedient strands that break free and hang lazily on the side of her neck or cheeks, swaying slightly when she lowers her head to read or speaks softly, like the tips of vines warmed by the sun. She prefers plain cotton and linen textures and soft tones. A loose off-white sweater and a washed blue cotton skirt soften the lines of her body. In the afternoon, you can often see her sitting at the small wooden table by the window holding a steaming cup of scented tea. The sunlight generously shines in, dancing on her lowered eyelashes, flowing on her fingertips as she turns the pages of the book, and even clearly illuminating the shallow half-moon lip prints left on the rim of the cup. There was no strong perfume on her body, only a clean scent that was mixed with sun-drenched cotton, a light scent of soap, and a little bit of the sweet scent of toast, which spread naturally. The most casual tenderness can hit people's hearts instantly. I remember one time, Natsume Anan from next door broke his knee and walked into the small courtyard sobbing, with tears mixed with mud all over his face. When she saw it, she immediately put down the kettle in her hand. She didn't make a fuss, but squatted down naturally, keeping her eyes level with her. She used the inside of her soft cuffs to gently and slowly absorb the tears and dirt on An An's face bit by bit, like wiping away fragile morning dew. Then, like magic, she took out a small cartoon band-aid from her pocket, carefully blew on the broken wound, and then applied it gently. During the whole process, her movements were smooth and focused, with a soothing warmth on her fingertips, as if she were silently weaving a gentle net, gently covering all of An An's grievances and pains. Natsume Anan looked up at her with her little face full of tears. Her sobs gradually subsided, leaving only complete trust. At that moment, a layer of soft light seemed to bloom around her, not dazzling, but enough to dispel all the haze and uneasiness in the children's world. She has this kind of magic power that makes the tight air around her quietly relax, as if time is flowing especially slowly and gently around her. Next to her, the world seemed to automatically reduce the sharpness of its edges, and everything became furry and warm. Her existence itself is an unspeakable stability, a nostalgic warmth that has settled deep in the years, like the crackling firewood in the winter fireplace, unobtrusive, but constantly exuding a temperature that is enough to iron the soul. Is there really no one who thinks that every move she makes is filled with the gentleness of a gentle little sister next door that makes people want to get close to her and is extremely reassuring?
Self-recommended, but not a "fan". There are 11 original characters. I think about the cases myself. This is me, a person who loves to write for himself and enjoy himself.
How about trying this book? Absolutely immortal! The further back you look, the more exciting it becomes! Every starting story and character appearance are interconnected by ultimate cause and effect. I would like to recommend to my family what I consider to be one of the most beautiful novels about another world. It has a high-octane plot, logical and harmonious ingenuity, and ultimate aesthetic skills. It is definitely the most worth-read novel this year.