Transmigrated into an NPC Widower in an Infinite Game

Next up: Wasn't I Supposed to Be Your Plaything?! A Super-Sizzling ABO! [Untamable Prisoner Black Cat Omega Bottom VS Refined, Scheming Chief Prosecutor Golden Lion Alpha Top] "Jian" is a real-life survival horror game. Legend has it that once those chosen to play clear the game, it will fulfill their deepest desire. Jiang Yan wanted for nothing and was in perfect health. Then he took a nap and somehow ended up inside the game. Everyone else was a player. He became an NPC. From a bride-to-be in a ghost marriage in an abandoned village, to a delicate patient on the brink of death in an abandoned hospital; From a little lamb waiting to be slaughtered, held captive by a hunter in a remote wilderness, to the widowed owner of a paper effigy shop in the suburbs of the capital, so frail he could barely stand; The players cleared the levels one by one, while Jiang Yan darted through them one by one. In every instance, his character had either a dead wife or a dead husband. The System: "Ding! Ask the bride-to-be about the background of the late village chief's son." Player One: "Why is this bride a man?" Player Two: "Probably a bug. Don't sweat the details." Jiang Yan, asked the question: "Um... Well... I didn't memorize my lines! I'll just tell you: he's a ghost." All the players: "????" On the game forum: Newbie's question: "I heard the 'Minjiang 423' instance is notorious for wiping out whole teams. How do I survive it?" Player One: "Find an NPC called Jiang Yan and stick close to him!" Player Two: "Don't literally cling to him! The last guy who actually grabbed Jiang Yan's leg got swallowed whole by an evil ghost. The video looped on the forum for three days! Make him happy! Remember, make him happy!" Newbie: "May I ask who this NPC Jiang Yan is?" All the players: "Don't ask! He's a bug, that's all!" Other people entered the game for the sake of a deep-seated desire. Jiang Yan entered the game because he was someone's deepest desire. [Beautiful, aloof, absurdly laid-back NPC bottom VS Possessive, Wife-Protecting, Split-Aspects Deity Top] --Coming Soon-- Next up: Wasn't I Supposed to Be Your Plaything?! [Untamable Prisoner Black Cat Omega Bottom VS Refined, Scheming Chief Prosecutor Golden Lion Alpha Top] After the apocalypse, humanity was divided into three classes: nobles, commoners, and prey. The prey in the Lower District were treated as resources to be seized for mating and as personal property to be bought and sold. The Constitution of the New Era Human Federation: Article One: Omegas in the Lower District are not protected by the Federation Protection Act. Article Two: Omegas in the Lower District may be legally bought, sold, and transferred. Article Three: On Hunting Day, Omegas in the Lower District may be hunted and marked by any means. Article Four: If an Omega from the Lower District violently resists being hunted by an Alpha from the Upper District, causing the Alpha serious injury or death, that Omega will violate the Federation Security Act and be legally auctioned off by the Alliance. The first time Bo Yan saw this Omega was in the dirtiest, most dangerous part of the Lower District. More than a dozen Alphas lay on the ground. The beautiful, wild, brazen Omega lit a cigarette with his bloodstained hand, then sneered at Bo Yan as he passed by: "What are you looking at? Want to lie down with them?" Beneath his soft black bangs, his amber eyes were bright and sly. What a ferocious one. Bo Yan frowned and walked away. The second time was at an auction held in the Alliance Court. Charge: Violently resisting an Alpha from the Upper District attempting to mark him. The battered Omega lay inside a golden cage carved with roses. His body was flushed from heat, broken and ravishing, like a butterfly caught in a trap. "He's handsome, but dangerous. I hope all the gentlemen here will consider their options carefully," the auctioneer said. Bo Yan met those amber eyes again. Even after being tormented so badly, the Omega remained arrogant, insolent, and untamable. What a ferocious one. Bo Yan curled his lips and slowly raised his paddle. * The Alliance's Chief Prosecutor, Bo Yan, refined, demanding, and famously uninterested in Omegas, had bought a beautiful, lowly Omega from the Lower District. The news sent the entire Alliance into an uproar! In response to reporters' questions, Bo Yan said only four words: "He's just a plaything." But when they got home... Sen Chi pinned Bo Yan to the sofa, straddling the Alpha's stomach with his legs spread wide. He tugged on Bo Yan's tie and grinned with reckless abandon. "Want to play, Chief Prosecutor?" The one after that: After Losing My Memory While in Mourning, the Entire Court Claims to Be My Late Husband Bad news: Pei Xuan woke up one morning with amnesia. The imperial physician said it was caused by excessive grief over his husband's death. Good news: He remembered most things. He'd only forgotten his late husband. Pei Xuan had actually transmigrated into a book. His mission was to torment the protagonist mercilessly, then escape unscathed, leave the System, and start a new life. Now that the System was nowhere to be seen, he must have completed his mission! The amnesia was probably a side effect of leaving the System. Whatever! He was now powerful, wealthy, and influential. What did it matter if he forgot a husband who was already dead? With that in mind, Pei Xuan quickly put the matter behind him and prepared to enjoy the life he'd earned by working so hard as a villain. But as word of his amnesia spread, a courtier began sneaking into his residence every night, each one claiming to be his "late husband." On the first night, it was the newly crowned top scholar, as bright and noble as the moon; On the second, it was the loyal, cold-blooded hostage prince from a neighboring kingdom; On the third, it was the domineering, scheming regent. Then came the Vice Minister of Justice, the Grand Judge of the Court of Judicial Review, the Minister of Personnel... Every one of them gazed at him with tender affection and whispered sweet nothings. In the end, even the tall, graceful eunuch who held the imperial seal showed up! Pei Xuan: "...Brother, that's going too far." _ Only then did Pei Xuan realize that no one knew exactly who his "late husband" was! Since none of them knew, and since they'd all once been in love with Pei Xuan, they each swore up and down that they were the one. Before long, the daily court session had become a meeting of Minister Pei's "husbands"! The entire court fought tooth and nail every day over who was truly Minister Pei's late husband! Watching these talented young men bicker over him every day, Pei Xuan, who hadn't cared much at first, couldn't help growing curious. "So which one of you is my husband?" Pei Xuan asked. "Indeed! I want to know too." A teasing voice came from the dragon throne. "Minister Pei, why don't you think harder? Perhaps you've forgotten someone besides your late husband." "Perhaps that person is your late husband after all?" Had he forgotten someone else? Ah... Right! Who was that protagonist he'd tormented in every way imaginable? At that thought, Pei Xuan looked up on instinct. On the dragon throne sat the newly enthroned, sinister tyrant, infamous for his cruelty. He was staring at Pei Xuan with an amused smile. --Coming Soon-- Is That Evil Seed Pretending to Be Weak Again?! Song Si, the most terrifying aberration in the infinite game, an evil seed feared by countless players, had retired! After retiring, he worked hard every day to play the part of an ordinary person! To everyone else, he was a fragile, beautiful, burdensome coworker and friend. To his husband, he was an obedient, spoiled, delicate wife. But... 1. Song Si got a job at the neighborhood office. He worked diligently. The infinite-game players: "No! He must have mutated his coworkers! Otherwise, why would they be so friendly?" So an infinite-game expert who had cleared every level decided to deliver justice on behalf of Heaven. But Song Si beat him until he was crawling on the ground, while the whole neighborhood watched for fun. His coworkers heard the commotion. "Song Si, what happened?!" Song Si bit his lip and trembled. "I don't know... They suddenly ended up lying here." The players: "Damn it! So Song Si mutated the whole neighborhood!" 2. Song Si found a spouse through a matchmaking date, and they lived in marital bliss. The aberrations: "No! He must have corrupted his husband! Otherwise, why would he be so considerate?" So the strongest aberration, a walking natural disaster, decided to stand up for justice. But Song Si beat him until he fled in disgrace, and the whole thing made the city news. Qin Yin rushed home after seeing the report. "Honey! What happened?!" Song Si's eyes turned red as he pouted. "Honey, someone killed himself outside our house..." The aberrations: "I can't believe it! Song Si mutated the whole city?!" 3. After losing again and again, the aberrations and players decided to join forces and rid the world of this menace! In an instant, disasters and calamities struck together, and the world's order teetered on the brink of collapse! To save the world, Song Si had no choice but to wipe them all out! Ordinary people who knew the truth: "Song Si is our savior!" The aberrations and players: "This is bad! Song Si has mutated the entire world!" Song Si tore evil spirits apart with his bare hands, weeping prettily amid the splashing blood. "Damn it! They... really did kill themselves!!" * That day, just after Song Si got off work, he sensed a wave of corruption coming from home. Worried something had happened to his husband, he transformed into his true form and rushed home, ready to fight! But when he kicked the door open, he saw... His "ordinary human" husband beating the Game's God to the ground! Song Si: "..." Qin Yin heard a noise at the door and assumed trouble had come knocking again! He stomped on the God's neck, breaking it, and shouted, "My wife is too fragile to take care of himself! If you've got a problem, come to me!" Then he turned around and saw his "too fragile to take care of himself" wife holding an aberration's head... Song Si: "...Honey?" Qin Yin: "H-Honey...?" Song Si dropped the head in his hand, threw himself into Qin Yin's arms, and sobbed in a sweet, delicate voice: "Honey... I'm so scared!" Everyone: "????!" --A Recommendation from a Friend-- My Inner Thoughts Were Exposed, and I Became the Monsters' Little Cookie (Western Fantasy) After transmigrating, Winter discovered that he could unlock the life scripts of those around him. Then one day, people started hearing his inner thoughts, too. The marquis's mistress had spent years working her way up. Even her illegitimate son was about to inherit the title. At the banquet where the marquis announced his illegitimate son as his heir, Winter spoke up boldly in his mind. [The mistress doesn't love him. The illegitimate son is his rival's child, and the marquis's only true-blooded heir will die at the illegitimate son's hands. The marquis has spent his whole life wearing another man's horns. That's the one thing that truly belongs to him.] The mistress, her son, and the cuckolded marquis, all of whom heard his thoughts: "???" The richest baron in the capital was madly in love with a holy maiden from the Church. He'd been devoted to her for years, gladly acting as her lapdog and spending a fortune on her. He was just about to win her heart and live happily ever after with her. Winter stood nearby, silently scoffing. [The seemingly pure and chaste holy maiden is actually juggling countless lovers behind the scenes.] [And the baron isn't even one of them. He only gets to be the sucker who gives the holy maiden gold to spend on her lovers.] The baron, currently giving the holy maiden gold: "..." A noble prince and his betrothed were deeply in love. The prince was even willing to give up his claim to the throne so they could marry. At the prince's engagement ceremony, Winter launched into a furious tirade. [The betrothed is a rotten cucumber sent by the prince's older brother specifically to seduce him.] [Once the prince gives up his claim to the throne, he'll be useless. His own betrothed will sell him off...] The prince, about to sign the document renouncing his claim: "!!!!" Everyone in the capital knew better than to mess with a gentleman who had been born a servant. Anyone who looked down on him and thought he was nothing but a little cookie, no matter how powerful, would pay the price. That was because Prince Sullivan, the irritable, cold, and obsessive man whom the capital's nobles feared to offend, always stood behind the little servant with an enigmatic smile. Prince Sullivan, cold and cruel in the eyes of others, listened to his inner thoughts as he watched over his little servant. And in private, he'd hold him close and murmur in a voice full of restraint, "Winter, no matter how many people you help, you can only ever be my little cookie. Sweet, soft. Mine." "Let me hear whether you've thought of me today." Winter: "..." Theme: Everyone who strives to live their life is a hero.