2026.04.07: Due to recent matters related to the original work, this article has been changed. I would like to apologize here. WB, who voted for Overlord, messaged me privately and said they would give me a full refund. The original plot has been integrated into the plot outline of Chasing Comics Next Door 2.0. I bow again. Thank you very much for your expectations, little angels!
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You are an ordinary social creature. One day, you slipped into a Western fantasy novel that you read before going to bed.
You decided to settle down in another world and found a boyfriend for this purpose.
Your boyfriend is very mysterious and powerful, but as long as he can provide you with food and drink, you don't care what his reputation is outside -
Your relationship is very good.
Until one day, he received a letter and said to you in a slightly confused tone: "Baby, I may have to leave for a while."
"Why?" You immediately became alert.
This will directly affect your success in another world!
"My father retired," he handed you the letter, "and they asked me to go back and inherit the family business."
It doesn't matter if you inherit the family business. After knowing that your life will not change, you let him go very generously.
You have to work hard on your career when you are away from home!
However, as your boyfriend leaves for longer, your reputation becomes strange:
"Have you heard that the newly succeeded Demon King is very ambitious..."
"No, he is obviously a love brain!"
"Only... Can the Demon King..."
Hearing the whispers in the tavern, you almost accidentally slapped the butterbeer on your face.
Ah? The ambitious devil?
Did your boyfriend meet his close friend in a low place?
Cold claws stretch out from behind, the gleaming armor firmly restrains your hand, cold breath blows on your ear, and your boyfriend's voice chuckles behind you: "Yes."
——You turned around and gave him a violent shock!
"What is it! What are you pretending to be?"
The new devil, the tyrant, the pale god of death... Your boyfriend's expression immediately collapsed, and he looked as pitiful as a wet puppy in front of you.
"They are all spreading rumors about me, but I'm not that bad at all," he said, "Baby, hold me."
*The text is in third person. Anyway, I still can't let go of my two-person cookie. This one will definitely be sweet!
Concept: The anchor point of existence is creation
