Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
A loophole appeared in the endless cycle. This was a crack Gao Ming made using endless deaths. He held the dead body’s hand. A black character of Ming was carved into the man’s palm. The memory was returning. Gao Ming instantly turned to leave.
As he walked out, the footsteps suddenly appeared behind him. Gao Ming’s body felt like it was bitten by a beast. He remembered this voice!
“I’ve waited so long for you. You took a vehicle you shouldn’t.”
It was that man’s voice! Gao Ming’s pupils narrowed. Before he entered the tunnel, it was this voice’s owner who killed him! Again and again!
“You’ve combined with a certain thing. I temporarily can’t separate you two. You should die, but I’ll give you a chance to live.” Indescribable pressure knocked Gao Ming to the ground. He was powerless before that voice. At that moment, he didn’t even dare to lift his head because he was afraid of revealing a flaw, letting the other party know that he was different from his earlier variations.
“Everyone’s destiny has been written at birth. The cycle continues. Everything has its own place.
“However, everything is losing control. Ghosts walk the street, and monsters wander among humans. The evil in human hearts will turn the city upside-down. Soon, the games you made based on horror stories will become true. They will crawl out of your rotten memory. The way to weaken them is to have more people play your games. You can help them clear your games, or you can choose to feed them to the ghost stories. Different choices will have different sacrifices and rewards.
“This is fate’s present for you. Take good use of them. Do not let the ghost stories appear.”
The pressure slowly disappeared. A hand pressed down on Gao Ming’s head.
“From now on, your name is Gao Ming.”
Name? Was he the one who gave me my name?
The voice disappeared. Gao Ming knew they were lying!
“Everyone has their script written when they were born. Perhaps the world used to run that way, but is that right?”
The rainwater dripped on his face. The dead bodies ret
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