It's Guyu, Not Frenzied Flame

My name is Xiaochun. That's not my full name, of course, but that's not important. I have two roommates. Let's skip the first one and focus on the second: that little idiot woke up one day with superpowers and immediately fell into a spectacular romantic mess, attracting men who were more terrifying than the last. I've been walking on eggshells whenever I come home lately. Oh no, what if my long-kept secret gets found out? Huh? What secret? It's nothing much. I'm just a little too cautious, and maybe a tiny bit paranoid... Like how I always unconsciously walk near the edge of the road because I'm worried a dump truck might suddenly burst out of the middle of the street, or a hole might suddenly appear in the ground, or someone might suddenly rush out and attack me... That sort of ridiculous reason. It's no big deal. Compared to traits like predicting all damage with 100% accuracy, dodging everything with a roll, parrying anything and everything, killing gods barehanded, and all sorts of flashy tricks against monsters, ghosts, and demons... Sigh, never mind. Forget the last one. It's so exhausting, I don't even want to remember it. So... "So what?" My roommate was already plastered against the wall, asking in terror, "Is that why you beat the Bat into the ground with your bare hands...? Wait, don't come any closer. Put down whatever you're holding before you speak!" I gave an awkward laugh and casually dropped the giant chicken drumstick I was holding. "Could it be that he was just too weak?" I tried to salvage my image. "After all, the Chinese barrier is so terrifying. Maybe the invader got hit with an epic nerf?" My roommate gave me an awkward but polite smile. "Nicely put. But did I ever tell you that my Mangekyo lets me see the flow of energy?" I only read the games, not the manga, so I humbly asked, "Uh, so...?" "...So can you tell me why your head is a mass of writhing flames?!!!" Oh, that's the Frenzied Flame. ◆A niche genre. I'm starving, so I'm writing the story I want myself. ◆Elden Ring fanfiction, plus other game fanfiction. ◆Some gags similar to Uncle from Another World: max-level veterans return to the beginner's village. ◆A very short story... Though maybe it won't stay short after all, QAQ. ◆The setup is that the Tarnished gets transported to the game world the second after creating their character, as a level-one wretch. They beat the Lands Between with simple, unadorned rolls and parries, meet many people, then lose them all in the end and choose the Frenzied Flame ending. ◆Then the Tarnished, who caused every kind of trouble, gets thrown back by the Greater Will and the combined power of all the victims who are still barely alive. ◆But you didn't expect this, did you? The Tarnished is back with a brand-new character! ◆That's right, Xiaochun is that Xiaochun. There's a crossover with Huahua from next door. The timeline's changed a little, but you can still follow along without reading that story. ◆◆◆I'm writing this one to relax, so I'll write whatever makes me happy. I might go a little wild. Theme: Though I am bound by a dark life and a desolate state of mind, I still bathe in faint glimmers of light and love