Hee Hee Hee, How Can a Magician Not Be Crazy?

(Curse B/second person/cp undetermined, not limited to the characters in the copywriting) You have traveled through time and space into a love strategy game, and you must complete each line with a perfect HE before you can pass the level and go home. In the first week, you chose to take the easy girl-next-door route. After greeting the character in the guide every day, I finally raised my favorability level to 69, just one step away from confessing. As a result, your childhood sweetheart turned black, your favorability dropped to zero overnight, and you died in his hands. [The young man wiped away the blood from the corners of his eyes, his disgusted eyes colder than winter. ——"A monkey is a monkey, it tastes disgusting."] In the second week, you learn your lesson, choose to be a spellcaster, and take the powerful route with a handsome mature man. This time's love is easy to talk about. As long as the target is given money, he will obey. The favorability is directly proportional to the amount of the check. Until you were offered an assassination reward on the black market, and one day the tyrant saw the high reward and decided to send you on your way. [The man took out your bank card and smiled frivolously. ——"Thank you for the hospitality, Miss Qianqian."] In the third week, you decide not to be a human being, turn into a special curse spirit, and follow the path of sadomasochism between humans and ghosts. You are a super powerful special level, no one can kill you easily now... You were full of confidence and were eliminated by the guy who was known as "the strongest in the world of magic" as soon as you landed. [The young man squatted in front of you arrogantly and took out his cell phone to take a photo. ——"What a weak curse, so boring."] You:……………… ... The love game is bullshit! ! ! In the fourth game, you choose to level up alone, directly raise your combat power to lv.99, And vow to beat up these targets one by one. How can a spell master not go crazy? Kill, kill, kill, kill, hehehehehehehehehe... ——Defection and murder, right? I'll give you a discount on my legs and let you pursue righteousness. I think you look like righteousness. ——It's hard work, right? It costs you money to live in your house, and it costs your life to steal your son. ——Arrogant brat, right? If you can't beat him, pick your weak spots. Add salt to your cake, add mustard to your daifuku, and add chili pepper to your strawberry soda. It won't kill you. You let your nature run wild and the plot line is in tatters. Finally one day, the unbearable world angrily kicked you out, and you once again reached a tragic death in front of everyone. ... Whatever, you'll be happy anyway. Mission: Make the world full of love