[Lord of the Mysteries] When Your Mod Fails to Load in the Mysterious World

What happens when your face is made so perfect that even your controller can't bear to delete you completely?

The answer: You get tossed into one world after another, learn a whole heap of useless skills, and eventually wind up in a haunted place without even a dialogue box.

You, the protagonist of a galgame, have failed to win anyone over countless times. After the furious player curses the game as "trash" and storms off, at least she still remembers that handsome face she spent three hours painstakingly creating. She often tosses your mods into one game after another. And now you've ended up in a haunted place without even a dialogue box.

The good news: You still have your own face, you're still devastatingly handsome, and you've inherited the original host's memories and abilities.

The bad news: There's no affection meter, no dialogue options, and you can't even read the text. That big shot never plays games without Simplified Chinese.

This trip also comes with a parrot that never stops spouting nonsense. It's perched on your shoulder, furiously commenting on the mysterious journey full of surprises and heart-fluttering moments that lies ahead.

"Welcome to this world. This time, write your own story."

1. Pairing: Little Cthulhu. The entire story is in second person.

2. I failed both occult studies and history, so any inaccuracies are fictional additions and fabrications.

3. Apologies for the OOC. This story is just for fun and cannot be used to advance to Scholar of Yore.

Theme: Write a story that belongs only to you.