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Please Follow the Rules of Death

Pseudo-selfcest

Original title: I Got Entangled with My Obsessive Roommate in a Game

[Straight Hero Receiver x Stalker Nonhuman Pursuer]

[This is silly An An's writing practice, but Jiang Qiu and the little bird are perfect for each other]

Jiang Qiu had a roommate who was handsome, gentle, and very good to him. Then he died, but not completely.

His roommate said that if Jiang Qiu could collect his fragments in the game, he could bring him back to life. Jiang Qiu agreed, probably because the game wasn't dangerous and he didn't have to pay any price.

After his roommate died, Jiang Qiu couldn't leave the game either. He took things as they came, and wasn't even worried about the other players trapped inside. They were still holding a massive competition. Jiang Qiu's team had four members, all of them easygoing. They'd win if they could, but losing was fine too.

Jiang Qiu was very happy with his teammates. During the competition, when he ran into fragments of his roommate in the game, he sometimes almost forgot he had an extra mission: take his idiot roommate home.

His idiot roommate was like a game bug. He always got Jiang Qiu, a laid-back sort, through the levels in strange ways, and kept getting handsy with him because of his memory loss.

Their team kept winning until they were just one step away from the championship. Then his roommate came back to life.

His roommate said they could leave the game, but they couldn't leave...

Jiang Qiu had never been afraid of anything, so when his roommate reached out and asked him to save the world, Jiang Qiu followed him without a weapon in hand.

"If you ask me what I want..."

Jiang Qiu looked at his roommate, who was always rushing around.

"I want you whole and unharmed."

The reason small worlds are called small worlds is that they're extremely unstable. Under their destruction, they vanish as quickly as a meteor streaking across the sky.

The world where Zhaoyang was born was not a small world, but it was still destroyed. Greedy, they tried to seize the authority over the universe, and after they were discovered, they were imprisoned in the depths of spacetime... But by then, the world had already been left in ruins.

Zhaoyang met someone, an ordinary person who saved him and gave him a new body. He became it.

He marked that person.

Across countless worlds, all he could know was that person's name:

"Jiang Qiu, marry me."

Those words crossed tens of thousands of small worlds. In the world he had built for him, he could finally say them.

Reader's guide

1. Updates daily, complete.

2. The author is a fool.

3. There will be no third party in the romance.

4. Includes side character POVs.

5. Contains a tiny amount of horror... but it's fine to enjoy at night (sure).

Coming soon

I Gave Birth to My Own Husband

Pseudo-selfcest!!!!

Honest, hardworking office worker receiver x domineering pursuer who takes down anyone who messes with him

Blurb:

I don't have a companion.

There's a creature in this world called a companion. Every child gets one before reaching adulthood. A companion looks exactly like its owner and can help them achieve their dreams.

I don't have one. I'm already twenty-three, working at a private company, and my parents are pressuring me to get married even though I'm not old enough.

Because I never developed a companion, I've been ostracized a lot, and I'm treated badly at work. But I don't care. After you get a companion, you have to be tested to see if you can kill monsters and become a "hero."

I don't want to fight monsters, so not having a companion is a good thing... until a monster appeared right in front of me. Then I started regretting it.

Fortunately, I didn't die. I even got a companion: a five-inch-tall little man who looked nothing like me, aside from his face.

He said he was my master.

I don't believe that for a second. I'm obviously the original.

The little guy's ability is to take over my body. I think it's pretty nice. He can work for me and deal with those nasty people.

I'm not worried he'll replace me, because I can push him out whenever I want...

In front of the mirror, I watched him looking at himself. He had a pretty nice face, and I was feeling rather pleased with myself when I saw the reflection of me putting a finger between my lips and gently stirring.

My mind was getting hazy. Oh no, I think I've been controlled.

As my body drifted through waves of pleasure, I heard him say:

"Does it feel good, darling...?"

(The story is written in third person.)

Theme: Good things will always come in time.