After the Demon Lord and I Started Sharing Emotions

Jiang Ti bound herself to the [Emotion-Sharing System]. The person she shares emotions with is Feng Guan, the ruthless Demon Venerable who massacred cities without batting an eye and drenched the Three Realms in blood.

All his killing intent, savagery, gloom, and more surge toward Jiang Ti like a tsunami.

To keep herself from going insane, Jiang Ti decides to fight magic with magic.

When Feng Guan gathers a murderous intent vast enough to shake the heavens at the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons, Jiang Ti frantically thinks about three ways to drink milk tea;

when Feng Guan burns a traitor's soul with demonic flames, Jiang Ti sobs under the covers over a fictional character's bad ending;

when Feng Guan is about to crush the skull of the Immortal Sect's leader, Jiang Ti bursts out laughing because a dog with a funny gait failed to dig a hole.

Gradually, the entire Demon Realm begins to feel that something is wrong with the Demon Venerable.

When he issues an execution order, he suddenly swallows against his will;

when he interrogates prisoners, a tear strangely slides from the corner of his eye;

even on the eve of a great battle, before his silent army, he loses control and lets out a wicked, wild laugh.

The entire Demon Realm goes mad, convinced that the Demon Venerable has cultivated some terrifying evil art beyond their understanding.

Until one day, Jiang Ti is gazing at a newly released portrait album of an Immortal Lord, completely smitten.

An unbearable sense of irritation suddenly seizes her.

Feng Guan, carrying a long sword still dripping with blood, kicks open Jiang Ti's door.

His eyes, enough to make the Three Realms tremble, lock firmly onto Jiang Ti. They churn with despair, savagery, and a hint of indescribable confusion.

His voice hoarse, he asks in a dark, deliberate tone, one word at a time:

"Who, ex-act-ly, are you, look-ing, at?"

Jiang Ti: "..."

Oh no. I think I've taken this too far.

Theme: Be your truest self.