Li Mandrill (A Chou × Rakshasa
When Rakshasa, a third-year postgraduate student in the Department of Archeology, was searching for information in the library, he passed out because he kept staying up late. He didn't want to wake up to see another scene in the dark sky, with bright red wedding clothes, a hotbed of silk and satin, and a pretty "bride"...
"The red luan stars move, and we get married. From then on, we will love and respect each other for the rest of our lives..." Rakshasa was shocked to find that he had entered a completely different world.
And the weird things don't stop there... The candles that can't be blown out, the suspension bridge that never ends, the rain that never ends...
When Rakshasa finally walked out of the village, a low metallic voice sounded eerily: "Congratulations to the player for successfully conquering the first level. Welcome to Memento mori."
Rakshasa: This is too much of an afterthought... What if the explanation was at the first level? Wouldn't even S not know what the hell this place is?
The system pretends to be dead and continues to broadcast code instructions: Next, it will enter the second level - Masquerade Party. From the beginning of the second level, players can choose to form a team and fight with their teammates. The teammates will be matched by the player's performance level in the previous round.
Rakshasa was overjoyed: This feeling is so good! At any rate, we have personal consultation when encountering problems.
System: Player Rakshasa, the first level score is 0.01, Matching players...
System: Unfortunately, no player was matched
Rakshasa: ... Then what should I do in the second level? !
System: Maybe you choose to pay your points to purchase equipment?
Rakshasa: You are a liar! Can I buy it for just tmd0.01?
System: Do you need me to provide you with an equipment list?
Rakshasa: Forget it, it's all in vain. What if the price of this piece of shit is ridiculously low?
System: Okay, player Rakshasa has paid 0.01 To purchase the equipment list
Rakshasa:...(Trying to hold back the urge to hit someone) looked at the list, "Don't choose me, I'm useless" "If you want to choose me, it's not impossible, I'm slightly useful, about 20%"...
Rakshasa's eyes darkened, what is this? He also spent all his little savings.
At this time, a hand was stretched out to him: "Are you interested in teaming up with me?"
Death×Living Yama
Intention: Love yourself well and someone will love you