You Can't Hide the Look in Your Eyes When You Want to Kill Someone

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Main synopsis:

Lavia was bound to a System and transported to a Western fantasy world. When she opened her eyes, she found herself being hunted everywhere.

After piecing together her dire situation, she learned that the original owner of her body, the notorious lord of the Eastern Forest, had first been banished from the divine realm for seducing the Sun God, then went on to desecrate the gentle Moon God and was run through by him.

Then the Moon God personally hunted her all the way to Hell.

On the brink of death, Lavia decided to ambush the wounded Moon God. But she overdid it, her wound split open, and blood splashed all over him.

[System: Ding! Congratulations, Host, on activating this instance's mission: Win over a deity. Mission objective: Escort the Moon God out of Hell. Penalty: Death.]

Lavia: Is this even fair?

She looked at the defeated, battle-worn deity staring at her in confusion, then dropped to one knee.

"Lavia, Lord of the Eastern Forest, has come to aid Your Majesty, the Moon God!"

The Moon God looked at his mortal wound, which was exactly the same shape as her weapon.

His expression was utterly cold.

"The deity grants your request."

Lavia's perspective:

After escorting the Moon God out of Hell, Lavia took on a new identity to gain power and complete her missions. But then she ran into the Moon God again, wandering among mortals.

Karma always catches up with you. He had forgotten everything.

Then let's make sure he never remembers.

Later, Lavia successfully became the Moon God's most "loyal" subordinate and won every battle for him. In truth, she had grown from a terrible mage into the strongest fighter around, and was openly slacking off.

Then she disappeared for a long time.

Until the Moon God himself descended into the filthy abyss to look for her.

He buried his face in the crook of her neck. His flushed ears were hidden beneath his crow-black hair, which shimmered with moonlight. His muffled voice trembled with desire.

She didn't hear what he said.

It didn't matter. She was leaving.

A seemingly gentle and benevolent, actually wounded and unhinged Moon God who wins himself over x a subordinate heroine who appears devoted to the Moon God and showers him with passionate declarations of love, but secretly focuses on her own ambitions.

Content warnings:

1. The heroine is a pleasure-seeking cultivator. The writing style falls somewhere between Eastern and Western fantasy. The story's arcs aren't perfect, but the author is obsessed with revisions, so I'll make changes whenever I notice something. If anything differs from pirated copies, please support the official version!

2. A slightly goofy heroine paired with an abused male lead. The male lead is definitely going to suffer! The author is terrible at writing synopses, so please check out the actual story.

3. If it's decent, just assume the author was well prepared. If it's bad, just assume the author made a mistake [leopard-print hat].

5. Feel free to point out typos (and add it to your favorites!).

New story: The Villain Made Me a Forced Bad Ending. Now underway, come check it out!

Zhu Ju, darling of the Demon Realm, was tricked by Yan Chuyue, the Heavenly Dao's favorite daughter, and sealed away for a thousand years. The day he broke out of the Tower of Demon Suppression, the entire cultivation world panicked and spread the news.

But then word got around that this time he was out for revenge, determined to turn the person who sealed him away into a puppet and torment them!

The people of the cultivation world breathed a sigh of relief. The immortal who sealed Zhu Ju away had long since vanished, leaving only an empty tomb by the Jishui River.

*

Chuyue sacrificed herself for the peace of the world and died. She never imagined that when she woke up, she'd be in Zhu Ju's bed.

The ruthless, strikingly beautiful boy who had been tricked into the Tower of Demon Suppression by her not long after he was born.

Zhu Ju used puppet strings to control Lanyue and make her stab a dagger into his heart. His clothes were disheveled, and a dark smile played on his lips.

Chuyue: What?! What happened?

Before Chuyue could figure out what was going on, her body moved against her will, pouncing on Zhu Ju like a hungry tiger. Her soft lips pressed tightly against his heart, and Zhu Ju tilted his head back in rapture, clutching her dark hair.

Chuyue understood. He wanted her to come back to life so he could keep tormenting her...

*

After being brought back to life, Chuyue knew she was in for a terrible fate and had no hope of mercy from Zhu Ju.

She reunited with her junior fellow disciple, the Sword Immortal. When she tried to use the opportunity to escape Zhu Ju's control, the tribulation lightning that came was meant to destroy her, a wicked creature defying heaven.

Zhu Ju chased after her. One bolt of lightning after another struck his back, making him look like a bloodstained moon. Black, white, and red wove together across him, forming a storm of resentment.

"Even in death, you still think about your dear junior fellow disciple. Wouldn't it be better to become a puppet..."

He held a white sword against the man's neck. The Sword Immortal's life hung by a thread.

Zhu Ju died again. Reborn, he had nowhere left to retreat from the righteous path of the world.

Zhu Ju gently shook the silver bell that controlled his puppets.

"Choose him, or... choose me." Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. He smiled sweetly, his eyes full of depraved desire.

Check out my upcoming story: Forced to Marry a Handsome, Tragic Rebel

[A charming, vivacious heroine who can handle any situation and lives to stir up trouble x a truly unfortunate young man everyone wants to harm]

Yingchuan Prince Fatan was the pampered son of a favored concubine and a nobleman of royal blood. He once knelt outside the Golden Hall for a long time to refuse his marriage to Yuanyi, all because he wanted to bring his beloved into his prince's estate. Unfortunately, his beloved became the Crown Prince's concubine, and Fatan was forced into the bridal chamber with Yuanyi, the daughter of a powerful minister.

On their wedding day, he ran away.

Yuanyi knew that if he left, he would never ascend the throne.

She also knew that his life would be glorious but end tragically. He would give everything for his country only to die unjustly, leaving behind nothing but an unmarked grave.

But she still wanted to save this young prince, who would later become the backbone of his country.

A year later, Yuanyi went with Fatan, the Prince of Yingchuan, to guard the imperial tombs at Wansui Mountain after his army was defeated and his mother's family was exiled. She also went with him to his fief to start a rebellion, helping him fend off open and hidden attacks. She had hoped to keep him alive, but he went back to the palace alone for the sake of his beloved.

Yuanyi sighed. She had been getting ahead of herself.

She faked her death and returned to her hometown, where she rode a camel and pointed lost travelers in the right direction.

Yuanyi didn't know that Fatan had risked everything and gone alone for her sake. After being ambushed and losing his memory, he asked everyone he met, "Have you seen her? She has a little red mole between her eyebrows and dimples when she smiles..."

Everyone asked him who she was, what her name was, and where she came from.

Fatan only said that she was his wife.

He knew nothing else.

Later, he found her in the endless desert, grabbing her thin veil, his eyes red-rimmed.

She looked down at him and laughingly brushed his hand away. "You've mistaken me for someone else, sir."

Theme: Even after life has knocked you down, keep striving to move forward