After Faking My Death, Five Nonhuman Villains Came Knocking

Updated daily at 21:00 | Blurb:

[Somewhat unhinged, fragmented nonhuman top x A skilled but emotionless, cynical beauty bottom who knows all the tricks of the trade]

Pei Ji was an adopted son from a wealthy family who had been kicked out. He scraped by as an obscure actor in the entertainment industry.

Everyone thought Pei Ji's beauty alone would get him nowhere. Little did they know, he'd already completed quick transmigration missions to redeem nonhuman villains, earning enough rewards to live comfortably for the rest of his life.

Unexpectedly, the shock of Pei Ji's “death” when he left the quick transmigration worlds had been so great for the people he'd saved that the nonhuman villains from those five small worlds began appearing one after another in the real world.

The wild, untamed wolf king became an award-winning actor poached by an agency for a fortune.

The skinny little snake, once covered in wounds at a slave market, became a rising star in the business world.

The AI android he had transformed from a human weapon into an intelligent assistant became a celebrated Go master.

When he fell ill and went to the hospital, his attending physician, a cool and distant man in rimless glasses, turned out to be the picky succubus who would go mad and seek out Pei Ji if he got hungry enough.

Even the clear-eyed, naive little merman prince grabbed Pei Ji by the chin in a bar and forced alcohol into his mouth.

They were jealous of and hated one another. They all wanted to make Pei Ji theirs.

Haunted by Pei Ji's “death,” they were consumed by insecurity. They desperately marked him with their scent, repeatedly checking that no other “monsters” had left their scent on him, like dragons vigilantly guarding a rare treasure they'd regained after losing it.

In the thick, ink-black night, they devoured Pei Ji's collarbone with kisses. A delicate golden chain wrapped around his pale ankle, and the bell hanging off the side of the bed jingled.

Pei Ji wanted to hide and fought back with all his might, but everyone around him envied him for having so many bigwigs “favor” him. They joked that if Pei Ji would only bend a little, he could save himself fifty years of hard work.

Pei Ji: “...”

You can have these five lunatics if you want them.

*

If you can't solve a problem, avoid it.

Pei Ji decides to pack up and run, but the long-silent System suddenly speaks again.

[New mission: Heal the psychological trauma the “monsters” suffered when the Host faked his death, maintain your relationships with them, and lower their corruption levels to 0%.

Current progress: (0/5)

Current monster corruption levels: 80% each

Helpful tip: If any monster's corruption level reaches 100%, the mission will be deemed a failure. Host, be sure to give them all equal attention!]

Pei Ji: “...”

Is the System trying to force him to date five people at once?!

This world is insane.

*

- “My lover is a monster.”

- “Four hundred and twenty-seven years later, I killed them with my own hands, then turned back time to this winter.”

*

Content warnings:

★ The bottom is emotionally stable and usually has a faint air of weariness about him. For the first half or so, the top(s) have one-sided, extremely obvious crushes on him. More complicated developments follow...

★ Everyone loves him, and other characters besides the fragments will also fall for the bottom.

★ This is not a stock-picking story. It all comes together in the end, so please read the tags carefully and don't go in expecting something else.

I've finally decided what to write next! Please add my supernatural resurgence and superpower crime-solving power fantasy, Me, the Human Cheat Code of the Anomaly Investigation Bureau, to your reading list!

[Fake teenage genius x actual thousand-year-old ghost]

Xie Lin has always been a legend among exorcists.

A human weapon who's been leagues ahead of everyone else in combat ability year after year, mysterious and low-key, killing gods when he meets them and ghosts when he encounters them, never failing a mission.

At the time, Xie Lin was still only a teenager.

So when the department underwent a standardization overhaul, he was forcibly removed and sent to receive compulsory education.

*

A few years later, supernatural forces resurged across the world, and some humans awakened supernatural abilities. To curb crimes committed by ghosts and people with supernatural powers, Huaxia established the Anomaly Investigation Bureau.

The director couldn't stop worrying and repeatedly invited Xie Lin to join.

Xie Lin: “...I don't think so. I don't have any special abilities. I'm just an ordinary person.”

Director: “You can fool other people, but don't fool your own buddies.”

Xie Lin hesitates: “But I still have to go to school.”

The director, resigned: “I'll do your math homework for you.”

Xie Lin, decisive: “Deal.”

*

Group A of the Anomaly Investigation Bureau has a “high schooler” who got in through connections.

Everyone originally despised this sort of thing, but the boy is quiet, easy on the eyes, polite, and never drags the team down. He's like a well-behaved kitten nestled on the sofa.

Group A members: He's pretty likable. We can treat him like a lucky mascot.

Until one mission takes a wrong turn and they stumble into a tiger's den. Ghostly mist closes in around them, and they're on the brink of death.

Golden light swirls in Xie Lin's eyes as his black hair flies in the wind.

He stands before the monsters, a Tang sword wrapped in talisman paper in his hand, and says coolly to the people beside him:

“Stand behind me.”

The fools from Group A: “...”

#The lucky mascot is actually a potential powerhouse#

#I hereby punish myself with three drinks for my past recklessness and blindness#

A combat powerhouse who yearns to retire and stays in low-power mode most of the time x a thousand-year-old ghost who's still hopelessly hung up on love at first sight

(This is a story coming soon, so don't mistake it for the main one if you scroll all the way down.)

Theme: Healthy love is just the icing on the cake. A rich inner life is the real foundation of success.