MTL - Almighty Game Designer (Almighty Video Game Designer) - Chapter 1151 Design Contest: Horror Game

Betrayed by her entire family, Tang Yue, the seventh princess of the snake clan, was betrothed to the tyrannical Elven prince, who is known for his blood lust and cold-blooded murders.He is even rumored to have killed several concubines mercilessly.Deemed as a piece of useless baggage and now tossed aside as a political chip, Tang Yue braved herself for the new torturous life that awaited her.As if this was not enough, someone mysteriously poisoned her in the betrothal ceremony.But akin to a slap in the face, that poison actually turned around Tang Yue’s pathetic life!!Poisonous fruits? Sure give me some. I need to snack anyways.Deadly toxin? Sure. My throat is a bit parched.Heh. Now you want to actually cut me down? Sure. You just have to slash past this thick skin!The lowly beast that had invoked its innate ability to evolve silently resolved to conquer the heavens. And of course, she had a master... ahem... system to help her along the way!

BURN ME ALIVE IF YOU DIDN’T LIKE THIS BOOK...AFTER READING THAT IS Regressing back in time after sacrificing his life for someone undeserving someone who didn’t even shed a tear after his death just total blank. The person he begged for love rejected him every single time. Now, he returns to when he was 18 again. Looking at her face, he wants to try again, to fall in love with her once more, to want to... but no, he no longer wants to feel that pain again. Some feelings never change, but you have to leave them behind, right? And one life should be enough to try. He made a commitment to never love her again. This life is his chance to live for himself. But who knew he wasn’t the only one regressed? The ultimate black heart curse is broken... and time reverses. Avey: “Lucy, can we.” Tears in her eyes. Lucy: Looking blankly at him. Avey: “Can’t you at least give me one chance?” Lucian: Silently looking at her. what about other people who hurt him too: mother, sister, friend and ofc her Will he give up on love for his own peace, or will he be too afraid to feel that pain again?

I had finally done it—achieved the ultimate Paladin build. Maxed stats, impenetrable armor, and so many resistances that death itself had given up on me. I was an unkillable tank, an indomitable force. Nothing could stop me.And then my PC exploded.I died.Irony, thou art a cruel mistress.But instead of the afterlife, I woke up as my Paladin character… in the wrong freaking genre. Instead of castles and dungeons, there were people flying around on swords, shooting qi beams like fantasy laser guns.“This is definitely the wrong genre,” I muttered, watching a pompous young master sneer at me.“Kowtow, kiss my foot, and beg for forgiveness!” he declared.I looked at my imaginary maxed-out health bar, then at his flimsy silk robes.Oh, this was going to be fun.

Today’s headlines –
   “The Malaysian Master has broken through nine products and fought the world!”
   “The pony master is the best, sweeping Eurasian!”
   “Joe’s helper once again, suspected of nine major masters!”
   “The god of the gods is not old, the global master list re-enters the top ten!”
   “…”
   Looking at a piece of news flashing, Fang Pingxin is so tired, this script is wrong!

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