[Western Crossover] Getting Hunted as a Ghost in America Again Today

1.

Thanks for the invite. I'm Chinese, but I'm holding a secret identity from some anime I still can't identify, and my current location is America...

"Enough." System 996 couldn't take it anymore. "This is your second time teaming up. Why can't you give up that weird introductory catchphrase?"

"So what anime is this secret identity from?" Lin Yue thumped his chest confidently. "I used my break to catch up on every popular anime from the past few years!"

And thus he successfully graduated from normie to 2.5D.

"Good news: this time your secret identity is from Demon Slayer."

Great, I've watched it...

"Bad news: it's not a Demon Slayer Corps identity."

"It's one of the Twelve Kizuki."

Lin Yue: ...?

Wait, what did you say?

2.

A dark moon and a black sun, as every sin and evil bursts forth in this moment.

"Become my family?"

In New York, a white-haired boy reached out to a certain little spider. Strange red circular markings decorated his face, and he wore a twisted, determined smile as he slowly extended his hand toward Peter.

"You'll say yes, won't you?"

If you don't, I'll kill you, okay?

"Greetings, Lord Cult Leader."

In Gotham, a crazed cultist prostrated himself, greedily gazing at those rainbow-colored eyes, as if a god had descended into the world. The person in question sat on the steps, fanning himself, unmoved.

"Welcome to the Paradise of All Things, everyone."

Become a demon's follower.

"The culprit behind the dojo massacre has yet to be found. Is this a case of police incompetence, or has a new villain emerged?"

In Metropolis, a beautiful female reporter dutifully read from her prepared script, reporting on what the city's residents were worried about.

It wasn't that the culprit hadn't been found. It was just...

"Weaklings make me sick."

The demon with circular markings on his face smiled as he reached out to the man who was a god among mortals.

"Hello. Would you like to become a demon?"

At first, the job really was fairly easy. Apart from the bloody scenes of people being eaten that appeared whenever he checked the mental channel, everything was normal.

But according to the rules, these secret identities would always regain their consciousness eventually.

"Mr. Lin." Six blood-black eyes stared intently at him. "Has Lord Muzan still not summoned us?"

Don't ask. I'm sweating bullets.

Where did the Twelve Kizuki get a Muzan from?

To avoid being exposed, Lin Yue had no choice but to grit his teeth and do it himself.

Thanks for the invite. I really can't do this damn job anymore.

Lin Yue, wearing Muzan's iconic outfit and surrounded by the Twelve Kizuki: I've had it.

When are the superheroes going to kill me and all my secret identities?

All I ask is to die. (coughing up blood.jpg)

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Lin's 2.0!! It's fine if you haven't read 1.0.

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