Unless something unexpected happens, updates will be on Wednesdays, Fridays, and Sundays. This story won't be abandoned and will be completed. The heroine grows stronger as she levels up, and the strong male lead becomes stronger alongside her. This is my first time writing a story just for myself. I hope others with similar tastes will join me!
My writing is a train wreck, sometimes abstract and sometimes realistic. I can write romance, but I never seem to get it onto the page! (Grabs head and cries, trying hard to fix it. Did I manage? That's up to you all!!)
If you don't have the patience for the beginning, little darlings, start with Volume Two, Chapter 16. If you only want the romance, start at Chapter 21. Sometimes I lock chapters when I've written too much, so please be patient with me.
After repeatedly crossing paths during cases with a little boy in a blue suit and red bow tie, Qiu Sheng Shier was bound to a System with a built-in "death god aura."
To see the sun rise tomorrow,
Qiu Sheng Shier was forced to become a god,
and became a master of fate with godlike powers of prediction.
But no one knows whether tomorrow or the unexpected will come first.
The death god left, and then the apocalypse arrived.
Qiu Sheng Shier thought the world had gone mad.
Later, in a daze,
Qiu Sheng Shier saw the fate she had escaped.
A patchwork of blood red,
then a flash of silver, like snow among the pines, wiping away the scarlet.
In the final story, the silver-haired man said to her in his arms:
"It's not that I never noticed how irrational this world is. You just make it feel real."
Author's notes and content warnings:
The pairing is Gin. I'll try to keep him in character apart from falling in love with the heroine.
Includes amnesia and time-loop elements.
The System doesn't take up many words.
There are a moderate number of cases, with varying levels of detail.
This is a self-indulgent story, so please don't nitpick or argue over details. I will reread Detective Conan and make revisions, though.
Thank you for your support.
Final author's note:
First, a deep bow to everyone. I'm sorry m(._.)m
The title promised a happy ending, but my final answer ended up being an open ending, even a bad ending. I'm truly sorry to those of you who were hoping for a happy ending.
The reason I rushed out such an abrupt, poorly wrapped-up ending is that I can't keep up with everything going on in real life. Not being able to update on weekdays meant I kept forgetting a lot of the plot and story details myself. When I looked at my own ideas and couldn't figure out what to do with them, I knew the leg I'd cut off for this story had rotted away, and even I couldn't stomach it anymore. I started writing because I'd already read all the Gin stories on Lujiang and had nothing left to read, so I decided to try writing one myself. But my overly impulsive start led to a chaotic structure, poor prose, and an inability to tell my own views apart from the protagonist's thoughts. The plot kept going wherever the mood took me... In short, I couldn't give Gin fans a good reading experience. Writing this story was hard on me, and reading it was hard on you. This debut novel was destined to become a casualty of the author's increasingly busy real life. I'm sorry to it. But I still wanted to give it an ending, so I set a two-hour alarm and told myself that whatever I wrote by the end would be the ending, and whatever I managed to tie up would have to do. And so this ending came to be. I plan to change the title to keep more readers from starting it, only to leave disappointed and have wasted their time.
Thank you to the readers who kept me company. I don't know who you are, but the view count tells me someone came by, whether you read carefully or just waved as you passed. I hope we'll meet again. From now on, I think I'll only write short stories, like the mind-reading one in my collection. I'll try to write something tasty and uniquely my own.
Goodbye!
Theme: Reality and illusion
Gin is finally brought up, Qiangqiang! Very good! 💪💪
Can't see the properties panel. . I can't help but want to roll 99 into 100. . Just for fun. .
"To talk about toxicity without metering is to be a hooligan"
I hope the heroine can change quickly. She is in such a miserable mental state.
Death heroine vs Death elementary school student
Let me bow to everyone first, I'm sorry m (._.) M Originally the title of the book said it was for he, but in the end the answer I gave me was oe, or even be. I really feel sorry for the babies who couldn't help but look at the he direction. The reason why it came out so quickly with an anticlimactic ending was because the author couldn't get through it in real life. The inability to update during working days caused me to forget many plots and plots. When I looked at my imagination and had nowhere to start, I knew that the leg meat I cut had rotted, and the author himself couldn't eat it anymore. The reason why I started writing this article was because I had already read many Gin articles about Green River, and there was nothing to read, so I had to try writing it myself. But my overly impulsive start eventually led to the messy structure of my article, poor grammar, inability to distinguish between personal ideas and the thoughts of the protagonist, and the plot direction was always thought out... In short, it cannot bring you a good reading experience. The person who cuts the leg flesh will feel uncomfortable, and the person who eats it will also feel uncomfortable. This virgin article is destined to become a victim of the author Jun's busy three-dimensional life, and I am sorry for it. But I still wanted to give it an ending, so I set a two-hour alarm for myself, telling myself that the ending will be whatever I wrote in the end, and it will be as round as possible. Just like that, the ending of this article came out. I plan to change the title to avoid having Baozi come in to read it and waste time talking about Lai Lai and leaving. Thank you to the readers who have read it. Although I don't know your existence, looking at the number of clicks, I can know that someone has been here, whether they are reading carefully or waving in boredom. We are destined to meet again. From now on, the author will only write short stories, just like the mind-reading book in the column, trying to cut out his own unique and delicious leg meat. Goodbye!
Tonight's update will be moved to tomorrow night. I have to go to class tomorrow and do my homework tonight!!!
I have to commute all day for classes on Monday and Tuesday, and I have a very busy schedule for high-level programming. I'll probably update the day after tomorrow, which is the 11th.
Hey hey hey hey, if you don't get up early, don't wait (although so far you have 3 clicks to read the latest chapter). The reason is that the author has already output more than 2,000 words today (study task), and he broke his leg yesterday in preparation for registration, so he didn't get up until 11 o'clock today!! Later on, the author will take the ticket at around 6 am (the cheapest) to WoDi University. I will probably update on the high-speed rail. I will go to bed now. See you at 9 am!!!
Help! The author forgot to mention it! New students start school today, and the author is going to report in!! People who run naked need to update tomorrow (virtual)