As Long as I Fake My Death Fast Enough

Chun Yunluo (Moira) transmigrated, and lost her memories. Perhaps it was the malice of the universe: every time she transmigrated, she had a brother who wanted to kill her. The first time, she transmigrated into a world of high-seas adventures. Her brother was an undercover agent sent by the Navy. Later, he would fall out with his own big brother to save a little boy, then die right in front of her. The second time, she transmigrated into a ninja world. Her brother was a clan prodigy. Later, he would wipe out his entire clan for the sake of peace… and die right in front of her. The third time, she transmigrated into a world of sorcerers. Her brother was a special-grade sorcerer. Later, he would kill their parents and vow to build a world for sorcerers alone… and die right in front of her. The fourth time, she transmigrated into a world of Nen users. Her brother was the last survivor of the Scarlet Eyes clan. Later, he would plunge into darkness and burn through his life to avenge the Phantom Troupe’s massacre of their clan… and die right in front of her. The fifth time, she transmigrated into a world of great detectives. Her brother was a spirit-world detective who’d wandered into the wrong series. Later, he would turn evil and split into seven personalities… and die right in front of her. … To avoid being killed, Chun Yunluo came up with a brilliant plan. I’ll make my brothers’ wishes come true, and die before they do! If I die fast enough, my brother can’t kill me! Aobao, the fake System sent by the witch to help Chun Yunluo: “You really are a genius~ ^_^ [How the heck is this supposed to work?! ⊙Д⊙]” And so… “Congratulations, player, you’ve reached BAD END: My Little Princess.” “Congratulations, player, you’ve reached BAD END: Come, Sweet Death.” “Congratulations, player, you’ve reached BAD END: The Immortal Flower of Hell.” “Congratulations, player, you’ve reached TRUE END: The Forest Without You.” …By the fifth world, the brothers from the first four worlds have all crossed over. They’re searching for “Moira,” and they all seem a little crazy. Chun Yunluo is very confused. “All I did was do to my brothers what they were going to do to me. How did they all end up crazy?” Aobao: “…Yeah, how did that happen?” “Your wish came true. Are you happy, big brother?” ※ A heroine in the style of The Happy Prince. Every time she dies, she loses something. ※ She has lots of brothers, but only one male lead: our adorable and charming fairy king, Oberon. ※ Cover art courtesy of Mo Se Studio. [Entering VIP status on 2022.6.28. There will be three updates that day. I hope you’ll support the official release. This work is exclusively published on Jinjiang Literature City. Unauthorized reposting may have legal consequences. Please do not repost it to other platforms.] Reader’s notes: 1. A Mary Sue story, one-on-one romance, no incest. There is a fake death, but it has a happy ending. 2. The Phantom Troupe will be wiped out. If you can’t accept that, please think carefully before reading. 3. I’m writing this casually, so read it casually. If you can’t get into it, that just means we’re not meant to be. Don’t force it. If we get along, great; if not, let’s part ways. 4. For world peace, please don’t mention me in other authors’ comments, and don’t mention other authors in mine. Thank you, sending love, and thanks for cooperating. 5. Please don’t mention anything related to BL in the comments. Please respect the rights of BG fans. Here’s a pre-registration for a Detective Conan fanfic. If you’re interested, please add it to your favorites ↓ “A Certain Scientific Moon Magic” One-line summary: Giving the world of Detective Conan a little taste of Type-Moon. Blurb: When I was seven, I dreamed that my older sister killed our entire family. After I woke up, I told her about it. She smiled gently and said I was a very talented child. So on the night she killed our entire clan, my sister took my hand and led me away from the mountain where we had grown up. I told her, “I want to live,” so she let me live. After that, my sister entrusted me to the witch, who raised me. The witch ran a beautiful shop that sold things you couldn’t find anywhere else. Only a handful of people could enter it. The witch was beautiful and kind, and I loved her, even if she could be a little mean sometimes. On the day we parted, my sister said she was sorry, and that we shouldn’t live together. I was sad, because I loved my sister most of all. But my sister said we would meet again someday. When we met next time, I would kill her. I was happy. To make that day come sooner, I would make sure to eat well and study hard every day, and work to become a magician more powerful than the witch. No, a mage. Then everyone would surely be happy. Excerpt from “My Family,” an essay by Naya Myorenji of Class 2-A, Teitan Elementary School Kudo Shinichi, who accidentally glimpsed his deskmate’s homework: “…” “First of all… killing people is wrong. No matter what, people mustn’t kill other people.” He gave her a dead-fish stare. “Also, don’t write fiction in your essay. The teacher will scold you.” “Am I not allowed to?” she asked. “Of course not,” he said. “Human life is precious.” At the time, the child looked only half-convinced, but she obediently nodded. Many years later, after having his worldview shaken by all sorts of lunatics from the Moon, Kudo Shinichi recalled this conversation and felt a powerful chill of dread. Who knew she meant every word she said!!! Magicians really are completely nuts, aren’t they?! Theme: Despair is as illusory as hope.