Who’d Want to Be a Tyrant’s Dog?!

[Updates at 9 p.m., fake death completed] Tyrannical villain emperor top × crybaby puppy bottom | Older, dominant man’s possessive love | Fake death Blurb: Shen Baixi, a college student-to-be from the 21st century, transmigrates into a rebel camp. He can’t fight his way out of a paper bag and just wants to quietly keep himself alive. But the camp is full of rough men who have been rebelling for two years and abstaining for two years. Delicate, soft-skinned Shen Baixi: … Stop touching my butt already, aaah!! (shivering.jpg) To protect his butt, Shen Baixi clung to the darkened male lead’s leg. As the darkened male lead of a power fantasy novel, Qin Yan would soon usurp the throne and become a terrifying tyrant who would sacrifice the Imperial Medical Bureau at the drop of a hat. But Qin Yan had one huge, huge advantage He was impotent. Shen Baixi: Hehe. Qin Yan: Good. Now shake hands, then spin around. Shen Baixi: QAQ??? Wait, he applied to be a lackey, not a dog!! Who wants to be a tyrant’s dog?! (sobbing with all his might) Wait, even his impotence was fake?! (sobbing with all his might ×2) - In the third year of Qin Yan’s rebellion, the darkened male lead, the rebel army, and a bloodbath at the imperial palace brought him to the bloodstained throne. At last, he looked down upon all under heaven. One year after his enthronement, the Great Wei recovered from ruin and grew stronger by the day. Yet the new emperor’s harem remained empty. Gazing at the desolate palace, Qin Yan thought of how he had once wanted a little dog to live there. Unfortunately… the little dog had fallen from a cliff thousands of feet high, leaving no trace behind. - Years later, Qin Yan received a secret letter. It contained the name of a place Drunken Moon Pavilion, the most famous brothel in the capital. There, Qin Yan caught sight of the little dog who had supposedly died years ago. Shen Baixi sat among a group of women, chewing on a candied hawthorn skewer and smiling like a flower in bloom. Qin Yan: … :) #Has the tyrant gone mad today?# #Is there anything wrong with faking my death if I don’t want to be a dog?# [Reader’s Guide] * One-on-one, both are virgins, happy ending. * The bottom has a bit of a “everyone loves him” vibe. * The bottom is a little dim, and the top is very cruel. He is not a good person. * “Being a dog” in the title isn’t meant as an insult; it’s an affectionate pet name between the couple. [Completed novels] "After I Faked My Death, the Dog Emperor Went Completely Mad": angsty love and hate, dark and melodramatic. "The Beloved Returned After Ten Years as a Substitute": angsty love and hate, bittersweet and melodramatic. [Upcoming story 1] "That’s Not Where You Repay a Favor!!!" A villain’s devoted admirer meets an even worse villain | Feudal, domineering Regent × wicked, dimwitted little prince | Forced love, no noncon elements Blurb: Xie Yuan is a dim prince with an uncertain IQ and a kind heart. He doesn’t cry or fuss, and he has no interest in fighting or competing. He just likes tending flowers, reading, and playing in the mud. When he was eight, he was pushed into the cold lake in the imperial garden. The culprit was the person Xie Yuan loved most: his teacher, Pei Yu, the Grand Tutor of the court. Xie Yuan rescued Pei Yu from prison and asked if he wanted to fly a kite with him. A year later, Xie Yuan suddenly regained his memories It turned out he was a disposable character in a book, while Pei Yu was the protagonist. Pei Yu was every bit as his name suggested: a man consumed by desire. In the future, he would put Xie Yuan on the throne and rule as regent in his place. The Xie family’s empire, built to last through the ages, would fall into the hands of an outsider. After learning the truth, Xie Yuan’s personality changed completely. He hated Pei Yu with all his heart and wanted nothing more than to skin the traitor alive, drink his blood, and grind his bones to dust. Relying on his father’s favor, Xie Yuan began humiliating and tormenting Pei Yu. He even used him as a horse in front of everyone, crushing a scholar’s dignity beneath his feet. Pei Yu endured it all without a word. Until Xie Yuan turned eighteen. The late emperor passed away, and the city was draped in mourning. Wielding a ruler, Pei Yu beat Xie Yuan, dressed in mourning, until his body was flushed red. With a sinister smile, he asked, “Your Majesty, I didn’t hear you clearly. Who did you say you wanted to have beheaded?” Xie Yuan ground his teeth in hatred. Traitor! Rebel! Let go of me!! What do you mean, “repay your favor”? ? Get away from me!! That’s not where you repay a favor!!! [Upcoming story 2] "Skin Deep" Fake death | Old-school melodramatic angst | The groveling chase Blurb: After Lu Daoheng regained his senses, he realized that the demonic bloodline was controlling him. He had slaughtered the entire Lu clan, and now he wanted nothing but to die. First he leaped from the Bone-Eroding Cliff, then he plunged into the Sea of Ten Thousand Corpses, wishing he could flay himself alive. As his cultivation partner, I couldn’t bear to watch. I had no choice but to alter his memories and take the blame for him. Before Lu Daoheng woke, I fled the immortal realm and hid in my beautiful Peach Blossom utopia, returning to life as a carefree little fox. A hundred years later, Lu Daoheng finally found me. When we met again, he was no longer the shy young sword cultivator who once held flowers. Now he was pure and aloof, like snow atop a lonely peak, with the moon hanging high above. He ran his sword through the heart of me, an “evil fox demon” who had supposedly wiped out his clan, and I instantly stopped breathing. After I died, the seal placed on Lu Daoheng’s memories vanished, too. He saw a tiny white fox in the midst of the flames and mountains of corpses, the tip of its tail scorched black, looking back at him again and again. He picked up a rock and hurled it at the little fox, tears of blood filling his eyes. The white fox disappeared into the depths of the flames. He seemed to have forgotten something important. His heart hurt as if it were being carved up by a blunt knife, and he could hardly breathe. … After my rebirth, I forgot many things. With no other choice, I returned to the demon realm, intending to seek refuge with my uncle, the Demon Lord. There, I met the legendary number-one immortal of the heavenly realm, who had fallen to demonic cultivation. For some reason, he stared at my fox ears with a shattered, bloodstained gaze. What a strange man. [Lu Daoheng × Tushan Huohuo] **Reader’s Guide** 1. The blurb is in first person; the story itself is in third person. 2. No transmigration into a book; both are natives of their world. One-on-one, both are virgins, happy ending. 3. Old-school melodrama. 4. Also known as "Why Is the Leader of the Righteous Path Like This?", "He Fell to Demonic Cultivation After I Died", "The Aloof Immortal Venerable Won’t Leave Me Alone", and so on… Theme: Keep working hard, then become someone you can be proud of