I Became a God by Writing in the Infinite World

Third-rate author Ji An is unexpectedly pulled into an infinite world.

Everyone here is an infinite-stream author dragged in by readers' resentment: authors who abandon their stories mid-serial, get stuck, or leave their works unfinished.

Only when the audience gives the author's created instance plenty of likes can they advance.

Ji An: ... Huh?

But he's an author of erotica!

Among a group of serious infinite-stream authors, Ji An unexpectedly advances with an overwhelmingly high vote count.

Just as he's about to breathe a sigh of relief...

System: [Clear the instance and prove that clearing it is possible.]

The next moment, the protagonist, who has overcome all kinds of trials and tribulations in the instance and finally cleared it, appears before Ji An.

The bKing who slaughtered his way through the instance now has blood on his cheek, a sinister expression, and an utterly terrifying presence.

But the instant he sees Ji An, he lets out a soft laugh, his eyes playful and dangerous.

--

Later,

Ji An's cheek is pressed tightly against the cold glass, his breath forming a layer of white mist.

His legs are raised high, and someone's low voice sounds beside his ear.

"My dear 'father,' did you ever imagine this day when you created me?"

Darkened bKing protagonist gong x erotica-writing infinite-stream author shou on the run

Theme: Finding one's true self in an illusory game