[JX3] Yue Quan Huai Kills Me a Hundred Times

[What's it like to be killed by Yue Qianhuai ninety-nine times?]

Thanks for asking. I just died and haven't been cremated yet.

Yue Chong's flavor is pure and spicy, with a clean, decisive finish that feels reassuring. Quan Ying Qianshan is a feast for the eyes, perfect as an appetizer before death. Jialouluo Ten Slashes has a long-lasting aftertaste. One more round.

In 2335, Zhu Ci is trapped in the full-dive Jian San game. Her daily routine is playing a game of cat and mouse with Yue Qianhuai, where she runs, he chases, and she has nowhere to escape, before he kills her cleanly and decisively.

Maybe it's her karmic reward for running the Nine Old Caves too many times. This guy clings to her like a ghost, determined to keep her forever young at level 15, unable to complete a single quest or gain a single level.

No matter where she hides, he always finds her. He calls her "my wife" in a gentle voice, kills her in all sorts of ways while whispering sweet nothings, then holds her corpse and pours out his heart.

This NPC has gone insane.

"Good girl. Next time, remember to hide more carefully." His narrow golden eyes brim with tender amusement. His warm palm covers her eyes, while the long sword in his hand has already pierced her heart.

Her pained sobs are swallowed, one by one, by his icy kisses. The metallic sweetness of blood lingers between their lips and teeth.

He tells her again and again that he loves her, yet refuses to let her live.

"Remember. You have to remember soon, "

The torment of dying and coming back to life leaves her dazed. She can always hear a voice screaming at her to hurry.

What am I supposed to remember? I can't even manage to stay alive...

She can't even remember her own name.

Yue Qianhuai's life could have come straight from the template of a male power fantasy: gifted beyond measure yet beset by hardship for half his life, repeatedly blessed with rare opportunities yet led astray, defying fate only to meet a bad end.

The moment he ate the Divine Fruit, he saw the end of his own fate.

But he refused to accept it.

He would not be a puppet of the Heavenly Dao, a tool for driving fate forward, or someone who mindlessly submitted to the will of heaven.

He wanted to live.

So when he met that strangely dressed, reckless woman in Japan, he knew he had finally found someone like himself.

They were the same: free.

After a century of entanglement, what bound them had long since gone beyond love. It had become a more bittersweet and cruel bond.

He thought that if she left him behind and escaped alone, he wouldn't blame her.

"A Huai... there's no time... Kill me, quickly." The caves of the Nine Old Caves crumbled. The truth of this world was revealed before his eyes, but he no longer cared.

Her blood ran over his hands.

A sin he would never be able to wash away in this lifetime.

A melodramatic love story about two mad people, set in a full-dive Jian San game in the future. Think of it as a wish for this little game of mine: may it stay true to its original spirit, defy fate, and stride into the future.

The main story is told in first person! OOC warning! Maximum melodrama warning! The flavor is extremely spicy, so sweet potato fans should read with caution.

Theme: Cherish freedom and never give up.