Archive for Harem
I became Ho Cheon-an, a second-rate warrior in the martial arts game [Murim Cheonha]. To survive, I had no choice but to give enlightenment. Martial arts masters began to obsess over me. In Murim Cheonha, where fame means difficulty, getting attention meant death. Please, just go away. Please, let me live.
The mastermind leads and controls everything from behind the scenes. “Buy up all the food supplies entering Milan. Let’s starve them to death.” Cutting off the enemy army’s logistics is fundamental. “Give some money to that family and have them betray properly.” I scatter the enemy even before the war begins. I am the Black Merchant in Another World.
I possessed the body of an extra holy knight in a dark fantasy novel where half the characters end up dead. Still, out of loyalty as a reader of the original story, I endured the dirty looks and tried to lend a hand of salvation… but these guys, without a shred of gratitude, went and excommunicated me? Fine, if that’s how they want it, forget salvation and all that—I’ll live however I want!
I created a game character. Instead of taking several perks, I added restrictions. ▶Restriction (I): “Curse of Sensory Seal” ─Permanently seals a chosen sense. ─Choice: Sight, Taste, Smell ▶Restriction (II): “Curse of Short Life” ─You are born with a body doomed to a short life. ▶Restriction (III): “Curse of Silence” ─Speaking causes you pain. When the next day came, I couldn’t see anything.
In this world, I created a game to feed my family. But… “Line block! Disciple! Give me the line block!!” “Killing Aerys! Are you even human to do that?!” “Look at this! Didn’t Jim unify the continent! Jim is truly the emperor who will unify the Three Kingdoms!” “Hahaha! Beans taste better when peeled!!” “Gacha is a bad for civilization! It’s war!” The world history began to flow in a strange direction.
I was thrown into the solo-developed game “If You Wish” and struggled to avoid becoming the villainess, who meets a terrible end.
