How to Make a Master-Disciple Story End Badly

[My next novel is The Rumor Says I'm Terrifying After I Die. The synopsis is at the very bottom~]

[Cold and aloof master, the crying disciple's moonlight (crossed out), dark moonlight ✔]

The Demon broke free from its seal. The Demon was bored, and the Demon met a lovely little human.

Humans were amusing when they struggled, and tempting when they cried.

The well-read Demon suddenly took an interest. With a flourish, it wrote a tale of tortured master-disciple romance: he runs, the Demon chases, and he has nowhere to flee.

Hmm...

A boy who was born with a peerless cultivation physique is caught by a demonic cultivator after his city is slaughtered. The cultivator plans to force him into dual cultivation, but at the critical moment, a cold and aloof mighty cultivator saves him and takes him as a disciple, patiently teaching him.

After his cultivation greatly improves, he discovers that his cold master only thought his cultivation was too weak to be of much use. He raised him so he could grow up, then pluck the tempting fruit.

What expression will the disciple wear then? Will he despair, break down, and try to flee?

Interesting. So very interesting!

The Demon grinned from ear to ear, scribbling all over the story. Every page was filled with the four words: confinement and coercion, each one a monster that devoured people.

From then on, the boy fell helplessly into the hunter's web. No matter how he struggled, the web only tightened around him.

The boy's perspective

All his misfortune and his greatest good fortune began that day.

That day, he lost his closest family, and was also blessed by a god.

The god took him as a disciple, pitied him and protected him. He grew timidly beneath the god's wings. Under the god's indulgence, love quietly took root in his damp heart, but he did not dare reveal even a trace of it. He feared that the god who pitied him would loathe his filth.

Until one day, the boy was astonished to discover how the god felt about him. He was overwhelmed by the favor, ecstatic with joy!

I want this. I want it!

he cried.

But then he realized he'd overlooked the god's vicious possessiveness.

The friend by his side was the god. That enemy was the god. Even the little girl he casually saved was a creation of the god's twisted amusement!

The god's possessiveness and cruel sense of fun took complete control of the boy's life.

The boy was so happy he cried. He stretched out his tentacles to escape, only to be restrained and dragged back. He really couldn't handle the god's surging possessiveness!

[Reading Guide

1. Primarily the pursuer's perspective, with some of the recipient's perspective as well.

2. The pursuer is invincible in the world and in the heavens. Expect a pampered, sweet little romance. The recipient grows stronger over time and is a crybaby in front of the pursuer.

3. The recipient has it rough in the first chapter, but don't worry, it's just that one chapter. After that, it's all good times. Please don't abandon me, sob~

4. Things might get a tiny bit angsty much later, but only a tiny bit. A very mild chase-your-beloved-to-the-crematorium arc. A little angst is good for the soul. Trust me, this is a very sweet story.]

My next novel is The Rumor Says I'm Terrifying After I Die, a story from the pursuer's perspective. Please add it to your collection~

[Brooding yandere pursuer x gentle beauty recipient]

"He has three heads and six arms, a green face, and fangs!"

"He's depraved, bloodthirsty, and cruelly destroys the world!"

"Did he kill you?"

"He killed me too."

One peaceful night, many people claiming to have been killed by the Source of Chaos suddenly appeared, all reborn.

They now shared one goal: subdue the Source of Chaos before he could emerge.

But they were completely powerless against the Source of Chaos.

Because while this person was alive, he was just an ordinary man.

After he died, the Demon King would emerge, leaving the world in ruins and humanity in turmoil.

After discussing it, they reached a conclusion: the Source of Chaos must not die!

Before he turned eighteen, Ning Zuo was timid and cowardly, an easy target for everyone.

After he turned eighteen, the whole world suddenly doted on him.

The wife-beater downstairs became a kind old lady named Grandma Sun. Every day, she kindly asked whether he was thinking of killing himself.

The noisy family of brats upstairs also became a burly man. He looked terrifying, but was exceptionally gentle, and chased away the many people who bullied Ning Zuo.

More importantly, a gentle, handsome young man with a very husbandly air moved in across the hall.

The young man held an umbrella for him on rainy days, left a light on for him late at night, and made delicious pastries...

He was wonderful and gentle, but terribly timid. Whenever there was thunder and rain, he would get so frightened that he'd run to Ning Zuo's bed and cling to him, trembling.

One day, the young man blushed and confessed his feelings. Ning Zuo happily embraced the bright new life that had finally come his way.

Until the day he saw his unfailingly gentle boyfriend crush a man in black's chest beneath his foot. His voice was cold as ice. "I told you that he's terrifying after he dies, the root of the world's destruction. I've been pampering and indulging him, afraid he'd die. And you still dare come after him!"

The good fortune was a lie. The affection was a lie.

Ning Zuo expressionlessly wiped away the tears at the corner of his eyes. His voice carried a sickly edge. "Since this was all an act, then please keep acting with me."

Theme: Stay positive and face life with optimism.