After I Died, All the Darkened Male Supporting Characters Went Mad

As a long-serving employee of the quick transmigration bureau, I earned a meager salary, had virtually no benefits, and did the most exhausting work.

After I voiced my dissatisfaction to my supervisor, he pondered for a moment, then put on a warm smile. He sincerely acknowledged the bureau's oversight, assigned me a task he called "easy," and promised I could officially retire once I met my KPI.

Tempted by the prospect of early retirement, I transferred to the White Moonlight Division. From then on, I diligently played the part of a perfect white moonlight.

According to the plot, I was untouched by the world and looked down on all living things. I was the protagonist or the guide for the protagonist's group.

Of course, on occasion, I'd also follow the bureau's instructions and play a Black Moonlight consumed by selfish desires.

But I never imagined that playing the white moonlight with too much conviction would cause the small worlds to collapse after I faked my death.

In each world, a supporting male character who was supposed to become a villain later on turned evil ahead of schedule, spiraling completely out of control. It happened every time, until the quick transmigration bureau had no choice but to rewind the timelines.

I had to return to the original worlds and repair them.

This damn job can go to whoever wants it.

With a blank expression, I returned to each world to clean up the mess.

At first, I paid no attention to the deranged male supporting characters. I just thought that if they refused to learn, I'd put an end to them with a single slash.

Later, they would kneel at my feet, cling to my legs, and beg desperately. Only then did I realize they might really have gone mad. They couldn't live without me.

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In the modern world, the domineering male supporting character who wielded power over his family had retreated to a nursing home. He refused to take his medicine and wouldn't let my ashes be buried. By day, he tried to kill my fiance. By night, he clutched my belongings and wept miserably.

In the future world, the Imperial general who had nearly destroyed the Federation's home planet underwent human modification and secretly conceived my child.

In the ancient world, the ambitious prince who had given up his claim to the throne kowtowed all the way to his enemy, hoping only to retrieve my memorial tablet.

Tips:

The main story is told in third person.

The male lead is tentatively set to be a split fragment, and the story is tentatively not GB. There is male pregnancy in certain worlds.

The male lead will suffer. This is self-indulgent writing to satisfy my preferences.

The female lead may marry someone else in some worlds.

The female lead is doted on by everyone in some worlds.

Theme: Enjoy life.