Why Does the NPC Big Shot Only Pick on Me?

I'm currently writing my next novel, White Moonlight Was Reborn and Came After Me (renamed). Please give it a look, everyone! It's a modern boys' love novel with a bittersweet, sweet-and-sour flavor. If that sounds good to you, please add it to your collection. The blurb is at the end~

In 2250, gaming finally entered the age of full immersion.

On a friend's recommendation, Shen Jia learned about a hugely popular full-immersion game called Black Tower.

Shen Jia rubbed his hands together, bought a gaming pod, and eagerly entered the game with his friends.

...Then the main NPC led them around by the nose.

Shen Jia watched with his own eyes as the duke, who had just claimed he was overcome with grief for his late wife and was too weak to hurt a fly, elegantly and ruthlessly slaughtered all his teammates like he was harvesting leeks.

Shen Jia: "...So much for being frail! Why are you so practiced at chopping people up??"

The duke said, "I don't like you getting too close to other people."

...Shen Jia had so much to say he didn't know where to start. If I can't beat him, I can still run, right? The best of the Thirty-Six Stratagems is to flee!

The duke smiled faintly as iron-hard thorns burst from the ground. "Darling, are you playing hide-and-seek with me?" Shen Jia: (already losing it) Who the hell is playing hide-and-seek?! Prosperity, democracy, civility, harmony!

He tried to reassure himself: It's fine. I'm hiding so well, there's no way he'll find me...

The brutal duke stopped beside the corner where Shen Jia was hiding. He looked at Shen Jia, eyes squeezed shut as he muttered to himself, and gently curled his lips into a smile.

Leaning close to Shen Jia's ear, he spoke with the seductive, almost gentle voice of a devil. "Darling, stop running. No matter where you are... I'll always find you."

Shen Jia: "..."

Thanks for asking. I've already peed myself in terror.

From then on, Shen Jia despairingly discovered that every game scenario he played had something just a little bit off about it. ...Hey, you big-shot NPCs, why do you keep picking on a newbie like me?

A timid but will bite when pushed too far bottom x a top who seems like a gentle gentleman but is actually scheming and sly

Reading Guide: The top is a split fragment of one person.

The top is not human.

Blurb for White Moonlight Was Reborn and Came After Me:

After his mother died, Ming Yin learned that he wasn't a poor resident of Xiaoling Town, but the real young master of the Ming family in Jiangcheng.

He returned from the small town to his real home, nervous yet full of anticipation, only to discover that he could no longer fit in.

His parents cared more about Ming Juezhi, whom they had raised for 17 years. He seemed innocent and carefree, and even though he was a fake, everyone favored him.

Ming Yin was an outsider in this family. He had been disappointed, but he wouldn't force what he couldn't have.

Except for Xu Boheng...

Perhaps because Xu Boheng's comforting words to Ming Juezhi that day had been so bewitching, Ming Yin stood outside the hospital room as his shameful obsession swelled uncontrollably.

Watching Xu Boheng's retreating back, he couldn't stop himself from thinking: I want him to look at me. I want to take the only affection he gives to someone else.

Unfortunately, moonlight is hard to grasp. Ming Yin tried everything to get close to Xu Boheng, but kept hitting a wall.

Disappointed and unwilling to give up, he thought, I should have been standing by your side all along.

Then, at a party, he saw Xu Boheng's car outside a karaoke bar.

In a foul mood, Ming Yin went over to pick a fight. "Are you here to pick up your darling little childhood-friend brother again?"

Xu Boheng lit a cigarette and looked at him through the hazy smoke. "I'm here to pick you up."

*

When Xu Boheng opened his eyes again, he had returned to the past, before everything went wrong. The first thing he did was go see Ming Yin.

Looking at that long-missed face that had tormented him every moment, Xu Boheng's hand shook so badly he could barely hold his cigarette. Yet he thought with cold, frantic determination: This time, I absolutely cannot, absolutely cannot let him leave my side again.

A stubborn, prickly bottom with the bronze rank x an arrogant, cold, dangerously obsessive top

Reading Guide:

1. The top is reborn and goes crazy.

2. I like bittersweet stories, so some plot points may be melodramatic.

3. Both are virgins, and it's always a one-on-one relationship.

4. The fake young master isn't a very good person.

5. This is not a wife-chasing crematorium story.

Theme: Achieve your wishes through hard work.