I Was Forced to Become Best Friends with His Secret Identity

Blurb: The balance of this world was already hanging by a thread.

And the few who had shed their historical identities and swum upstream against the river of time were not saviors of the new world, but villains who did whatever they pleased.

By the time I realized this, the secret identity I was playing was only one step away from resurrection.

[Roleplay Progress: 99.9%]

[This means that most people in this world already know his name, are familiar with his past, have recited his honors, and accept the personality you have recreated.]

"Wait. So the public comes to know ◆◆ through my roleplay, and those impressions are the foundation for his resurrection?"

[Correct.] The unknown being replied in a cold electronic voice.

Well, as God, surely you won't mind if I add a little something to the mix.

And so, before ascending to the divine throne, the saint who came from the land of ice had countless times imagined that he would not be the only one to leave the snowy wastes.

--Ivan the Tenth

The swordsman beneath the bright moon came from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. He washed his sword in a spring and gazed at the smiling eyes of an old friend reflected on its gleaming blade.

--Sword Demon Han Yuan

She crawled out from among the starving dead, carrying an infant on her back. Raising a tattered military banner, she swore to drive out the foreign tribes and return to her homeland.

--Human Emperor Shang Zhao

I am their anchor, the limit that keeps their humanity from falling away, their chain, their restraint, the last line of defense against them wreaking havoc on humanity. (Against my will.)

God's guide to creating people: What's this? Add a billion more.jpg

And so, an absolutely lethal dose of best friends was added.jpg

P.S. 1. This is a secret-identity roleplay story. The identities have no consciousness before the protagonist's resurrection and are controlled entirely by the protagonist. There will be scenes where one soul inhabits two bodies, with the secret identities acting out their roles.

2. The main text is in first person, with no romance.

3. The setting is fictional, so don't connect it to reality.

Theme: Those who spend time with vermilion become red, and those who spend time with ink become black.