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Gods rule over the fundamental creations of life. Lords watch and rule over these Gods’ creations. Phos, the Lord of Light, found himself cornered by a sharpshooter in the dead of the night. This unlikely encounter led to destiny. — The marksman needed to kill a kind, beautiful man. From the photos, his target had crystalline orange eyes and glowing silver hair that cascaded down to the floor in waves. But, as with everything, the real man looked far more lucent and stunning. Like a soft light, like the first glimmer on the ocean’s surface as the Sun arose. Before he could raise his sniper’s rifle to extinguish this ray of light, however, the beautiful target pulled out a pistol and shot him straight in the abdomen. “I hope you don’t die. Good day.” With that, he swiftly turned and left, disappearing into the darkness, his long hair bouncing to his every crisp footstep. Leaving behind the confused marksman, who, dazed, clutched his new wound and slumped to the floor. Later on, the marksman managed to act stupid enough to gain his target’s trust. Showing his true colours, he toyed with a lock of his former victim’s hair, which was as silky and soft as he imagined. He held it to his lips, raised a corner of his black turtleneck to show the bulletwound on his abdomen, and whispered in a deep voice: “This wound, how will you repay it?” The original target, who shined like a dim candlelight under the rays of the moon, stretched up his bound arms to the hitman, brought a gentle hand to his skin, covered the wound… and with an unapologetic, professional business smile, he replied: “I’m sorry, are you really sure you have a scar there? How come I don’t see anything?” The marksman: … It’s because you’re covering it. The man he originally had to kill, who wore white silk pyjamas and a flame-like orange scarf every day and who looked like he could fall over with a slight push from the wind, was actually very resistant—and really, really pissed him off. Cover Art: nonsang_08 Upload Schedule: Every 3 days

On a fresh midsummer afternoon, embraced by the scent of blossoms floating across his windowsill on the warm, crisp wind, the ill college student Li YueYing passed away without saying goodbye to his hardworking parents. He awoke to Purgatory, where God gave him a mission: Become the villain of this story! Bully the evil 'Protagonist' and teach him the ways of the light! Once you've completed your mission, I'll send you back to see your parents a final time. A system greeted him as he landed in the new world: [ Good morning, Mr. Li YueYing! (*´▽`*) ] The cheery electronic voice echoed through YueYing's head, and his heart grew suspicious. Why would God tell him to do evil? That's when he realized... The System was not God. It was the devil. --- Danmei (Boy's Love), please proceed with caution. Evil System, 1v1, NPC x Forced Villain, 'Protagonist' x System, Happy Ending YueYing thought he found the 'Protagonist.' But when he asked the System for confirmation, he got a mocking laugh in response. [ This isn't bad either, Mr. Li. ] He turned, quaking, to the librarian NPC he'd pushed into a shelf, who stared at him with dangerous eyes.