Archive for Depictions of Cruelty
The only Paladin of the forgotten god, Nameless Chaos, and also the only Pope, Priest, and Worshipper.
202X. In the back alleys of Seoul, South Korea… He looked down at the heroes under his feet—the heroes who adorned themselves in a variety of colorful clothes, as if they were K-pop idols on TV. Those heroes? They were crawling beneath him, their gaudy outfits smeared with dirt. That was the true nature of being a hero. He hoped the individuals before him learned that lesson well. It was time to ensure they never forgot it. As a magical girl, he swung his hammer down. This is a bright story. The story of a man reclaiming his light.
I was lured by an invitation email to the beta test of the sequel to the game I’ve been playing for the past 10 years. To my surprise, all the mods I’ve installed over the years were still there. Everything from enemy enhancement mods to NPC gender swap and appearance retouching mods were intact. Even mods for changing the characters’ outfits were still in place. *Takes inspiration from Sekiro + Soulsborne series.
I just want to see the faces of those who cherish me, utterly ruined and soaked in guilt, as I die tragically right before their eyes. (The End)
The story of a human reincarnated as the Creator God of a new world, and her observation logs of the burgeoning new world and life. — Dragons, which have existed since before the birth of human civilization, became the guardian dragons of the empire. But whether you guys call me that or not, I’m going to sleep.
In the world of comedy anime, I was living an ordinary life until I became possessed by a dark fantasy novel I was reading before falling asleep. ‘Hahaha! Don’t hold a grudge -..!’ ‘Ugh, cough cough…seriously…my clothes are ruined.’ ‘…!?’ Though I was stabbed in the stomach, I calmly stood up and pulled out the spear. Originally, residents of the comedy world are a race that can be torn into 100 pieces and still come back to life the next day. ‘Stop it! Stop now! How long do you plan to sacrifice me?’ ‘No…I mean..’ ‘I’ve become strong to protect you…what have I become?’ Residents in the comedy world are just a race that vomits blood even if they stub their toe. I never made any sacrifices..but my delusion deepens and my obsession grows. One day, while I was half-imprisoned and taking care of some pitiful kids… ‘Are you the boss?’ ‘Excuse me?’ Before I knew it, I had become the behind-the-scenes boss of a huge underworld organization.
