Constantly Worried About Breaking Character as the Villain (Transmigrate into a Book)

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Completed work: Because I Was Afraid to Die, I Put All My Points into Attack [Apocalypse]

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Blurb:

Mu Jin was born under the red flag and raised under the Party Central Committee. From childhood, she was an outstanding Young Pioneer who helped old ladies cross the street.

When she opened her eyes, she had become the cross-dressing villainous boss from the novel she had just finished reading: Mu Jinwen, the sinister, ruthless fake eunuch of Great Yan. She was also bound to a System for raising qualified supporting characters, which required her to protect the main characters' lives and maintain the world's stability.

Mu Jin: Is something wrong with you?

System: Don't break character, dear.

She diligently carried out her villainous schemes while cautiously keeping the male and female leads from getting killed by her, and felt as if she had a split personality.

System: A plague has broken out in the west of the city. Resolve it as soon as possible, or the male lead will lose a few more hairs.

Mu Jin: ...?

System: The second male lead is near death. Give him mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.

Mu Jin: ...?

System: The female lead's dress was torn by a vicious supporting character. Please...

Mu Jin: Hold it! Hold it! Are you sure you're not a babysitting System???

But she'd done her best to act cruel. Why did every single one of these people look at her with such trust and concern?

And perhaps because she'd been so serious about protecting the characters, she noticed that they seemed to have gotten the wrong idea about her and the original female lead...

Male lead: I want you to see her vanity and understand that only I can give you the life you want.

Second male lead: (Cold and jealous toward the original female lead, tenderly concerned for her)

Male lead, number who-knows-what: It's all right if you like her. Just remember I'm here when you need me.

Yet another male lead: She's not worthy of you.

Original female lead: (Blushing, sneaking glances)

Mu Jin: ...

Mu Jin: I'm falling apart.

If only you all put half as much effort into your jobs as you do into making things up, would I have to deal with this?

Content warnings:

1. All the romance comes from the cast making things up in their own heads.

2. Plain, colloquial writing style.

3. The male lead has already been decided.

4. I know my writing is basic, but I'm illiterate and dumb, so please don't scold me. Please!

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Coming-soon blurb:

Because I Was Afraid to Die, I Put All My Points into Attack [Apocalypse]

Chi Xin was timid and cowardly. Her roommate talked her into watching a newly released Apocalypse movie, and she was instantly captivated by the male lead's handsome, cool, resolute face, full of heroic spirit.

When a zombie horde overwhelmed the city walls, the male lead stood atop them, laughing bitterly as he raised his gun at the charging zombies. A huge, blood-red mouth suddenly filled the computer screen. Chi Xin screamed and fainted from fright.

When she opened her eyes again, the city wall beneath her feet was about to collapse. Countless zombies were scrambling to bite her neck. She was holding a Desert Eagle, trembling so badly she nearly stepped off the wall into the horde.

She turned around, and the face that had just been on the screen, the one that had bewitched her, greeted her with a cold smile.

"Chi Xin, pay for this mistake with your life."

Chi Xin: (So terrified she was expressionless)

She remembered the voice that had called itself the Trouble-Making System when she closed her eyes.

"The Apocalypse world is a high-difficulty world. Host may choose to improve defense, attack, precognition, and other abilities..."

What had she said?

"Attack! Max out my attack!"

Chi Xin fell silent. She was about to cling to the male lead's leg and beg for forgiveness when a zombie lunged at her. She instinctively struck with her gun, smashing the zombie's skull with the butt of her weapon while the male lead stared in astonishment.

Chi Xin: There's blood! Aaaaaah!!!

With a grief-stricken (terrified) gaze, she said not a word (because she was scared) and coldly shot the remaining zombies, one bullet to each head.

Everyone: ??? You sure know how to pretend to be a helpless weakling!

Blurb 2:

The Trouble-Making System. Only by constantly causing trouble can you improve your abilities.

The supporting character, who shares Chi Xin's name, is a perfect match for the System's abilities. In the story, she causes all kinds of trouble and has a soft, naturally innocent personality.

Chi Xin wanted to act true to her nature, complete the mission in tears, and leave this cursed world. But she never expected the System to be so generous, giving her an absurdly high attack stat.

And so...

Chi Xin sneaks out of the base in the middle of the night to provoke the dormant zombies. She is supposed to cry for help and end up getting the second male lead injured.

But she fights through a sea of blood, slashing with her blade... The second male lead, surrounded by zombies, sees her descend like a god.

Chi Xin smashes the life-saving medicine meant for the female lead. She is supposed to make excuses and put the female lead's life in danger.

But she sweeps her gaze across the crowd, afraid to look anyone in the eye... The henchman who tampered with the medicine is intimidated by her cold, stern gaze. His expression changes, and he is caught before he can escape.

Chi Xin fearlessly storms the Zombie King's lair. She is supposed to die on the spot, bringing the perfect end to the life of this death-seeking supporting character.

But when the male lead hears she entered zombie territory alone, he rushes in after her without a second thought, risking his life to protect her. He looks at her with pain and complicated emotions.

Little scene:

Chi Xin wears a sports bra and tiny shorts, with a white shirt thrown over them. A rifle rests on her shoulder, and she stands atop a mountain of zombies. A cigarette burns between her fingers in the misty rain, her presence beautiful and utterly aloof.

Everyone: Big sis, kill me!

Chi Xin: I wonder if we're out of laundry detergent?

The male lead walks over, naturally takes her cigarette away, and replaces it with his hand, lacing their fingers together. "I found the laundry detergent. Ready to go home?"

#MaleLead, you know you're breaking character, right?#

Note: The female lead does not smoke. She's only holding a cigarette to fit her character.

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The Femme Fatale Can Lift a Cauldron (Interstellar)

Ren Tingxiao, the interstellar goddess of war, spent her life campaigning across the stars and winning vast territories for the empire, but her appearance was constantly criticized.

Ren Tingxiao was cool and dismissive. Even when she saw graceful, elegant women, a subtle doubt would arise in her mind.

With those skirts billowing and letting in the cold, how could anyone pilot a mecha?

Ling Zhuo, her close friend, gentle smile, the most handsome man in the stars and Ren Tingxiao's strategist and adjutant, said, "Tingxiao, you're beautiful even without a skirt."

Ren Tingxiao: Thanks. I'm handsome.

But every time she looked at her close friend's devastatingly beautiful face, Ren Tingxiao wondered what he must have saved in a past life to end up looking like that.

Later, in the decisive battle that would determine the fate of all humanity, the emperor was incompetent and foolish, and the army was trapped in a desperate situation. Ren Tingxiao piloted her personal mecha through the storm and resolutely charged into the protective circle surrounded by monsters, fighting the enemy's king to the death.

The only thing that remained in her ears was her close friend's anguished cry.

"Tingxiao!!"

When she opened her eyes again, the voice in her head calling itself a System was so annoying she wanted to die all over again.

The world she was in was a book. She was the male lead Ling Zhuo's long-dead white moonlight, who had died ten years ago. After her death, Ling Zhuo quickly won the war, overthrew the corrupt regime, and became a powerful, ruthless emperor. Yet for years, he never stopped thinking of her.

Ren Tingxiao: What a loyal friend.

Now she had become a troublesome supporting character in the book. If she played a qualified femme fatale and followed the plot to the end, she would earn her freedom and be able to do whatever she wanted.

Ren Tingxiao: This is a tough one. Why me?

System: Because you saved the world.

She touched the face in the mirror, no less beautiful than her close friend's in her previous life, and fell into thought.

Blurb 2

"Your eyeliner is unacceptable. Redo your makeup to imitate Cleopatra's look from ancient Egypt."

"Your outfit is unacceptable. Change into this burgundy lace slip dress and ten-centimeter platform heels."

"Your behavior is unacceptable. Do not put your fist in the face of someone who approaches you. Warning! Warning!"

By the time Ren Tingxiao had endured the ordeal, staggered into something presentable, and was finally about to see her close friend, she had built up an immense amount of anger.

She was supposed to act delicate and cling to Ling Zhuo, insisting on becoming his consort.

But with a sharp gaze and a commanding, dignified bearing that overpowered her bewitching looks, she made Ling Zhuo feel as if they had known each other forever. He made her a high-ranking consort.

She was supposed to lead a group of lackeys in mocking the newly arrived female lead, leaving her with a psychological scar.

But she stood alone before the female lead, her upright, proud posture making the other woman look at her with admiration.

She was supposed to keep causing trouble and become a sacrificial pawn when war broke out again, captured by the enemy and subjected to endless humiliation.

But she pushed aside the mecha's pilot and seized the controls. The moment she took hold of the yoke, she ruled the world like an emperor.

Ren Tingxiao: Move aside. I'll take over!

This was her friend's realm. How could she let you petty villains run rampant?

She thought she was already working hard and doing her best to push Ling Zhuo toward the female lead, but she failed to notice that her good friend's gaze was growing more and more dangerous.

At last, one day, Ling Zhuo narrowed his eyes and drew her into his arms, hiding them beneath his imperial robe. His brow furrowed with restraint. "I've held back for ten years for you. Who are you trying to push me toward?"

Theme: Seeing is believing.