[Some settings have been changed. The whole story is being revised...]
At first, nobody noticed that anything was wrong.
Strange footsteps heard only at night, wavering red shadows, a string of disappearances... It wasn't until more and more "anomalies" appeared that people finally came to their senses, but by then it was too late.
In the year 4567 of the New Calendar, the ruined world merged with the real world. From that moment on, the apocalypse began.
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Wei Jin was born a monster.
Nobody could love a monster.
Even with a beautiful appearance and a family background beyond the reach of ordinary people, none of it mattered in the face of the fact that "he was a monster."
Even when Wei Jin went out, he was under constant surveillance.
Everyone feared him.
Wei Jin was unmoved by it all, until one day, he fell in love with a human.
It was an absurd thing to do. But for this human, Wei Jin hid his fangs, deliberately pretending to be weak and harmless so he could win the human's favor and lure him step by step into the abyss, until... that human belonged to him completely.
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Qin Zhunian was terribly unlucky. At a young age, he was saddled with a mountain of debt because of his deadbeat father.
The one family member he cared about most was also gravely ill, teetering on the brink of death.
Qin Zhunian wanted to spend every waking moment earning money.
Until one day, he was chosen by a bizarre game.
Here, as long as he could survive, he could get everything he wanted.
Including... money.
To get the money, Qin Zhunian fought with everything he had to stay alive in the game.
Then one day, he met a young man.
The boy was stunningly beautiful, his eyes glistening with tears as he anxiously tugged at Qin Zhunian's sleeve and said, "I'm scared."
Seeing the fear in the boy's eyes, Qin Zhunian's heart softened. He decided to protect him.
But gradually, Qin Zhunian began to feel that something was wrong.
Some round of the game.
Qin Zhunian was badly wounded, with the heavy footsteps of a terrifying monster closing in behind him.
Overwhelmed with despair, he thought he was sure to die.
Stumbling, Qin Zhunian ran into a dead end.
There, he saw the boy he had always protected.
The boy had shed his former helplessness. He sat high atop the rooftop, resting his chin in his hand as he gazed down lazily.
When he saw Qin Zhunian, the boy tilted his head, eyes brimming with amusement. "Qin Zhunian, would you like to make a contract with me? If you don't want to die, that is."
Reader's note: 1. The author is a chronic procrastinator.
2. The writing is just okay, and the author is very sensitive, so please be gentle.
Theme: Never give up easily