A Useless Card, but a Conceptual God

Ming Que, an unlucky guy who can't even drink a glass of cold water without choking on it, stepped into a strange space while taking out the trash.

[Welcome, newcomer, to this round of the draw-based escape game. Good luck.]

Ming Que's eyelid twitched. What kind of draw-based game? He could even pull the wrong card on the very last draw in a guaranteed-pity pool. What a trash game. It was practically designed to kill him.

[Spirit Oddities Livestream]

A Taoist who specializes in defeating ghosts, a witch with precognitive abilities, a medium who can communicate with ghosts and gods, a painter like Ma Liang with a divine brush...

Ming Que looked at the identity cards everyone else had received, all of which seemed at least somewhat useful, then turned over his own: Livestream Moderator.

[You are fair and just, and work hard to uphold the rules of the livestream. You are the guardian of its civility.]

Ming Que: ...Fuck you.

As ghosts poured out and slaughtered indiscriminately, Ming Que wore his moderator badge and promptly muted them. Five mutes triggered a ban, and the ghosts vanished on the spot.

Moderators muting and banning people was perfectly normal.

But Ming Que soon discovered there was an even more direct way to kill ghosts.

Cornered with nowhere left to run, Ming Que faced the final boss, steeled himself, and charged with the chipped axe in his hands. "Let's die together, Big Head."

The next second, with a full meter still between them, the huge-headed monster crashed to the ground.

Ming Que: ?

[A nameless ghost in the Spirit Oddities Livestream has died. Posthumous title awarded: Big Head.]

Ming Que: ...

A title is still a name, and granting a posthumous title is still a ban.

[Escape from Fairy Tale Town]

Everyone else got to be a king with the highest authority or a knight with maxed-out combat stats. Ming Que, on the other hand, drew Snow White.

[You are delicate and beautiful, powerless to fight back, and possess the purest of hearts as you wait for a prince to save you.]

Ming Que: ...

This is bullshit.

What a trash game. It'll shut down sooner or later.

He couldn't win a fight or get away, and there was also an annoying piece of shit nearby, just watching the show.

"Prince": "How pitiful. Does my princess need help?"

Ming Que ground his back teeth, spat out a mouthful of blood, grabbed the other's collar, and slammed their faces together. But after that blood-flavored kiss, Ming Que was back to full health.

[Snow White's True Love's Kiss has activated. Health restored.]

Ming Que: .

So whenever he was poisoned, he'd grab the prince and kiss him. When a monster bit him, he'd grab the prince and kiss him. When his innards spilled out, he'd grab the prince and kiss him...

The one being used as a living health pack grabbed Ming Que by his blood-soaked hair and curled his lips into a smile.

"Darling, aren't you getting a little too comfortable with me?"

Theme: Never give up easily, even when you're at your lowest