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As the Devil King's servant, Zhu Mingxi's sole wish is to earn enough gold coins to redeem his contract and forever escape the cruel, tyrannical ruler who seeks to destroy the world. Until one day. He steps into a mirror. Inside the mirror, he glimpses the hidden, twisted sides of everyone around him. An innocent girl reveals towering jealousy. A gentle man exposes a murderous cruelty. And the Devil King, already vicious and unhinged—what monstrous face would he reveal? Zhu Mingxi shudders. Yet the next moment, the ruthless Devil King tackles him to the ground, trembling as he kisses his cheeks. "Don't abandon me... Please, I beg you." Zhu Mingxi: So this is the legendary *"aloof on the outside, wagging his tail wildly in secret"*? And so— Zhu Mingxi starts courting (disaster). Devil King: "Go extract the finger bones of those three dwarves and grind them into fertilizer." Zhu Mingxi: "No, that's too gory." Devil King: "Go cut off the princess's hair for potion ingredients." Zhu Mingxi: "No, that's too cruel." Devil King: "Fetch me a blade. I’m going to kill one disobedient servant—" Zhu Mingxi: "NO—!" The next second, the Devil King personally drags a blade against Zhu Mingxi's throat. Zhu Mingxi: *"...!"* Zhu Mingxi (internally): *AAAAH! Weren’t you supposed to love me desperately?! Someone save me! WHAT THE HELL DID I SEE IN THAT MIRROR?!* *** The Devil King has been deprived of his lover for centuries. Until one day— His youthful beloved, wielding a time-warping mirror, steps back into his world. Just like the day they first met. Now there's just one problem: His lover seems about to be executed by his past self. What to do? What to do? Just imprison his past self and take his place. The future Devil King smiles with delight. [Bonus Scene] The Devil King harbors an unspeakable grievance. In his memory, their first night together, his lover once murmured in confusion: *"You’re not as good as last time..."* **Devil King:** *"..."* His face stiffens. His heart stops. He is convinced some wicked sorcerer must have impersonated him and seduced his naïve beloved. Gnashing his teeth, the Devil King forces a smile and quietly accepts the cuckold’s hat: *"Shh. Don’t speak."* Years later— He travels back in time, slipping into his oblivious lover’s bed. *"Shh. Don’t speak."* Let’s not wake his younger self next door.

Xia Zuo Yi transmigrates into a novel with a medieval Western fantasy setting, becoming a beautiful and exquisite little lord. Male, prefers men, and is cannon fodder in the story. Under the Mary Sue halo of the female lead, he constantly acts foolishly to drive the plot forward, only to be convicted and executed by hanging. After transmigrating, Xia Zuo Yi touches his fair neck and thinks, "I’d rather die than engage in romance—I’ll focus on infrastructure!" "Romance pales in comparison to infrastructure! Let me thrive on my own! Thanks!" Pope/Duke/Leader: "Did we agree to this?" Here, the upper class and lower class are starkly divided, with a rigid hierarchy. Here, food is scarce, medicine is backward, and city-states are embroiled in endless conflicts—luxury for nobles coexists with poverty for commoners. Here, it is both the city of romance and the age of wilderness. Rumors abound in the Western Continent: the Pope is blessed by the gods, the Duke holds more power than the king, and the leader of the merchant guild controls the empire’s wealth. Yet it is Xia Zuo Yi, known as the Rose Lord, who propels the Western Continent’s civilization forward, fuels its economic boom, unites its city-states, and forges a mighty industrial empire. He is the empire’s glory, its most vibrant and captivating rose. It is said that the Pope, the Duke, and the Leader all fall for him—but the Rose Lord pays them no heed. Xia Zuo Yi: "Q_Q Rumors lie." [Enjoyment Guide] 1. 1v1, fictional world, spanning medieval Western fantasy to industrial empire. 2. The top-billed in the synopsis is the protagonist’s love interest.

Remember, when you’re adventuring in another world and aspire to become a supreme mage, be sure to buy a book called *The Magic Guide*. Remember, it’s the third revised edition issued by the Continental Supreme Magic Council, not the ten-copper pirated copies peddled in the marketplace. The first rule you must learn is that cheap things are no good. Remember, the first step to becoming a mage is to become a magic apprentice, not a lunatic. Unless you’re Charlie Blaise.

Ke Su once played a single-player game called Ancient God Simulator.He cleared it flawlessly and ascended as the final Ancient One.One day, he woke up——and discovered he had actually become an indescribable eldritch god.Worse, he’d just been summoned by a group of unknown lifeforms.Scene One“O Great, Supreme, and Benevolent Deity!Your faithful believers offer you sacrifice!”Ke Su stared at the ant-like creatures before him—blurry, pixelated things that looked like wriggling mosaics—and at the pile of incomprehensible junk they called offerings.“….”As someone with terminal-level germaphobia, Ke Su flipped the table.He swatted the “ants” that were contaminating his dining table.Afterward, the nauseating smear they left behind ruined his appetite for three full days.Excerpt from the Imperial RecordsYear 101 of the Empire of the MistThe Empire sacrificed one hundred thousand antfolk heads in an attempt to summon a god.Instead, they drew the attention of an Outer Void Deity.The Curtis Empire was erased with ease.On that day, all witnessed the descent of the Indescribable One.Violent astral winds howled from the abyss beyond the heavens.The god uttered meaningless, corruptive murmurs that drove mortals mad.Then the deity gazed upon the empire…and extended a limb from the endless void.It was a colossal, malformed mass of flesh.Five twisted appendages writhed across its surface, crushing all life beneath them.Countless antfolk were reduced to warped pulp.Even a thousand years later, within the forbidden ruins of the fallen empire, their wails still echo.It was the punishment of that which cannot be described, cannot be seen, cannot be touched—a warning that mortals must never trespass upon the realm of gods.Scene TwoOne day, bored out of his mind, Ke Su started playing Snake.He focused for an entire day, cleared the game, and unlocked the achievement:Devourer of Worlds.He smugly concluded that he truly was a gaming prodigy.He did vaguely wonder why tiny pixelated figures were running around the snake in apparent panic.But he was sleepy.So he logged out.Leaving behind only the serpent coiled around the game world.The Vol of Graystar never believed in gods.They prided themselves on technology and magic, scorning divine superstition.Until that day.The sunlight vanished in an instant.Fear saturated the air.The Vol looked up——and saw a massive eye.A cold, vertical pupil reflected the dust-shrouded surface of Graystar.A serpent encircled the planet.The Devourer of Worlds.And from that day onward, it became the eternal nightmare of a civilization that denied the existence of gods.This is the story of a man who became an eldritch deity by accident—and, in utter confusion, keeps getting summoned across countless worlds, leaving behind terrifying legends in his wake.

Transmigrated into an otherworldly demon king, using culture to invade minds and cuisine to conquer the world! After becoming the most pathetic demon king in history, Hill had no time to wallow in despair before hearing that his demon palace was surrounded by holy knights, forced to sign a humiliating treaty, and then burdened with the task of revitalizing the demon realm. No soldiers? No problem—we'll invade them with culture. No weapons? No problem—we'll corrupt them with food. Meanwhile, the instigator, the transmigrated demon king Hill, counted coins gleefully in his luxurious palace. When a subordinate cautiously asked, “Your Majesty, are we still invading the human world?”—Hill waved his hand and pinned a new announcement on the demon forum: *"Breaking News! The Demon World's First-Ever Human Tourism Group! Movies, novels, anime, cuisine, theme parks… Want it all? Go! We’ve left everything here—the Demon World welcomes you!"* —*The world is already in my grasp.*

Also known as *How to Turn the World into Eden*, *Bringing the Industrial Revolution to a Fantasy World*, and *Do You Like the Demon King Who Sells Food in a Board Game Shop?* Starting with a pack of instant noodles—this is not your typical food novel. —————— In Heaven, Michael reads from a book written by humans: "The Great Sage, Savior, Angel Investor Lucifer played a decisive role in the First Industrial Revolution... His Apple store in Eden... The games he introduced... The cuisine he brought... He led the people of that era to pioneer a new world..." "I didn’t, I wouldn’t, stop reading! What Lucifer did has nothing to do with me, Luciferiel!" *** This is a world where human desires are suppressed to the extreme—no fun, no pleasure, and any transgression invites divine punishment. Amnesiac Lucifer must reshape the world into his ideal version before God awakens. The System: **[Spread the Seven Deadly Sins.]** "Prideful as I am, I disdain the other six sins. Neglect them." Believing himself to be a socialist successor from Earth, Lucifer has no interest in stirring trouble—he just wants to play video games. Yet, after opening a game shop, he somehow turns it into a notorious *gacha-fueled food-themed salon* hailed by humans as the Great Sage, Savior, and Angel Investor... Lucifer, the inadvertent architect of the Industrial Revolution, falls into deep thought. He just wanted to avoid spreading the Seven Deadly Sins—how did things end up like this? Sigh. For world peace, he’s sacrificed so much.

Cyril was a Harry Potter book fan. He unexpectedly obtained a chatterbox system that said it would take him to experience the desired Wizarding World.He rubbed his hands together gleefully. Was there such a good thing?However, once the system was finished, he found that this Wizarding World didn’t seem quite right?Cyril (eyes shaking: Forest monster? Brass steam train? Gloomy wizard’s tower? Wizarding academy of the fittest? This wasn’t right!System (forcing itself to be calm): Magic creatures! The appearance doesn’t matter! The architecture isn’t the key! It is still a wizarding academy! There isn’t anything wrong with it! Not bad, not bad!Cyril struggled to make it through the Blackheart Wizard Academy. Fortunately, there was the gentle and courteous chief gentleman to cling to. This was until he found that the handsome chief seemed to be plotting against him…My god! This seemed to the other identity of the crazy great magician and necromancer?***According to legends, the dark, paranoid, crazy and pe*verted great necromancer rubbed the white and delicate neck of the beautiful young man in his arms and whispered, “My dear, I heard that you have been very close to the commander of the Holy Light Knights recently?Cyril denied it three consecutive times with an innocent face, “I’m not! I didn’t! Who is talking nonsense?”

On his 18th birthday, Lu Yi accidentally transmigrated into a novel titled *The Holy Son of Light*. The bad news: He became the beautiful but malicious male side character. The good news: He bound the system *"Now, I Am the King."* The *"I Am the King"* system triggers under one condition: When the host is maliciously provoked, it automatically charges up for a face-slapping (altering) counterattack (setting). During the Divine Baptism ceremony, the original protagonist’s scheming younger brother leaned close and sneered, "A god-forsaken waste like you still dares to beg for divine mercy? Just leave now and spare yourself the humiliation!" **Ding! Malice level detected as critical! Highest-level counterattack activated—setting [Divine Favor] now in effect!!** In the eternal holy temple where light and darkness intertwined, a white dove landed on the golden-haired youth’s clasped fingertips. The twelve sacred pillars erupted with unprecedented radiance, celestial music descended from the heavens, proclaiming the gods’ joy. The God of Light, ruler of the pantheon, delivered his divine decree— **"He belongs to the light, bathed in endless glory."** *** At the Academy Grand Tournament, Jianan’s spiky red hair stood on end from electric shocks. Staring at his lone remaining teammate—one person and a cat—he nearly howled in despair. Cat Lu Yi: "Meow meow meow!!" Clutching his last shred of hope, Jianan performed an impromptu curse-breaking ritual. "Boss! It’s up to you now!!" A massive wind blade flung Jianan off the arena. Spitting blood, his vision darkened. Forcing his eyes open, he saw blinding holy light amid his blurred, blood-red sight. The cat was gone. In its place stood a six-winged angel, wings spread, gaze sharp—the sheer power of light unmatched except by the Pope himself. Before passing out, Jianan had one last thought: —This battle’s in the bag. *** At first, Lu Yi thought he’d just gotten a generic *redemption arc for malicious side character* script. But as his followers multiplied and his reputation soared, something felt off. Lu Yi: *857, be honest—what’re we even here for?* The system remained as shameless and unhelpful as ever. Only when the crown of kingship was placed upon his head did Lu Yi finally understand. Had he accidentally picked up the *conquer the continent* script instead?! **Ding! *"Now, I Am the King"* system officially activated!** *Because you are the forsaken, unnamed ruler of this world—and I am the will of the world itself, the unshakable rock beneath your throne.*

At first, Qin Fang simply took a friend's recommendation and started playing a game called *Fantasy's Descent*. Little did he know, the moment he finished creating his character, he was transported two hundred years before the game’s main storyline began, becoming the illegitimate son of a lord. The era he found himself in was what the continent’s magical history recorded as the "Dark Age"—where only clergy were permitted to practice magic. Those who dabbled in dark magic faced execution by burning at the stake with no exceptions. Qin Fang, who had coincidentally chosen the "Dark Magician" class during character creation: "......" How is this playable? To make matters worse, he just wanted to keep a low profile in his own city and protect his true identity at all costs. ...Yet others had different plans. A solemn paladin humbly bowed to serve as his attendant; a notorious mad duke abandoned his wild laughter and knelt before him, pledging his loyalty; prophets called him the harbinger of an evil god, a tyrant destined to rule the continent through fear, rising amidst blood and fire, resting upon a bed of bones, and attaining immortality. Qin Fang: ".................." Are you all talking about me? **Note:** Plot-driven, slow-burn, CP: Yate. ———Seeking pre-release support for the new novel—*Your Lovely Earth is Online*, also known as *Earth: Missing for 100 Years*. Welcome to bookmark!

Bound to a forced blackening system, Yuan Bai begins tasks to increase blackening values across various worlds. For Yuan Bai, who naturally possesses charm skills, this isn’t particularly difficult—especially since every target happens to be his exact type. But when he pushes them to the edge until they finally snap— Yuan Bai: "Wait, don’t you know you shouldn’t covet a friend’s partner?" Target loosens his tie: "All I know is that a friend’s partner is fair game." Yuan Bai: "Wasn’t. The. Target. In. This. World. Supposed. To. Be. Useless?!" Target smirks: "That was before you cheated." Well, if he can’t resist, he might as well enjoy it.

Elves are beautiful, elegant, and monogamous creatures, embodying the ultimate fantasy of a partner for everyone on the continent. They are powerful, long-lived, and enchanting, as if stepped out of a dream. Yet, there exists one oddball who keeps them firmly at a distance— Tyrone expressionlessly states, "Please stay at least five meters away, thank you." Elf: "..." Tyrone: "Five meters. Thank you." Elf: "You're amusing. Why not be friends?" Tyrone: "...Goodbye forever." Elf: "Hey, don’t leave! I haven’t finished shopping yet!" —Mini Scene— At the age of 510, Tyrone Evans—still a young dragon—once visited Damanfin City at the invitation of a dwarf master. Tyrone: "The texture was incredible. After breaking through the crispy outer layer, the soft and delicate interior flowed over my fingers like powdered sugar. When I pressed harder, it scattered into a shower of stardust." Dwarf Master, deadpan: "So that’s why you crushed the brick of the *Eternal Wall*?" Tyrone: "...Sorry." A dragon whose icy facade hides a husky's soul vs. a stubborn yet naturally charming elf. 1V1 | Pure | HE **Notes:** 1. Everything follows logic. If it doesn’t, roast me in the comments. 2. No gods, none, nada. 3. Husky ≠ stupid. 4. Major characters' names are kept under three characters. Longer unnamed ones are likely side roles. 5. Heavy AU, not traditional Western fantasy.

Ji Chi was playing the full‑immersion VRMMO Magic Sword Continent when he accidentally picked a pale, slender, squishy mage class—and he absolutely hated it.To prove himself, he grinded like crazy: swordsmanship, archery, summoning… everything except magic. In the end, he became the most bizarre god‑tier player in the entire game.Then one day, he transmigrated—with his entire warehouse of items, full‑level orange gear, and maxed‑out skills—into the very world of Magic Sword Continent, landing as a repeater student at the Academy of Magic.Ji Chi: I’m a mage with tons of HP, heavy armor, six mastered classes, and zero magic skills. :)This is the story of a magical noob rampaging through a foreign world—a pure, unadulterated power fantasy.

On the continent of Lanst, the legendary dragons—renowned as the embodiment of strength and beauty—had vanished for nearly a thousand years. Dark apothecaries, desperate for dragon blood and bones to brew their elixirs, waited with yearning eyes; dragon knights, dreaming of mounting a winged steed, pined in hunger; dragon slayers, who fantasized about slaying a beast, had sharpened their blades until they were nearly worn through. Yet none of these people ever had a fateful encounter with a dragon—but a princess did.That year, one dragon flew out of the Dragon Valley... then two... and then countless dragons poured forth.In short, this is the story of an imperial princess who found her white horse—well, no, actually her golden dragon "prince."

After transmigrating, the game system I brought with me assigned me the profession of "Thief." Li Man: "...I want to be a law-abiding citizen. I'll become a mathematician instead." The career advancement path for "Thief" is "Forbidden Spell Mage." Li Man: Farewell, law-abiding citizen. Hello, magic. After countless hardships, I finally discovered the existence of a magic academy. Li Man: At last, I can openly practice as a mage. "Your aptitude test results: Max-level Sacred Magic talent." Li Man: ...I'm a Forbidden Spell Mage. "The Forbidden Spell Mages were completely eradicated by the Church and the White Magic Order three hundred years ago. New student, please stop joking." Li Man: Got it. My aspiration is Sacred Magic. New students arriving to enroll at the newly established Forbidden Spell Mage Academy looked at their future headmaster in confusion. "You seem... familiar?" Li Man: "Correct. I used to work for the Church. Now I’ve gone independent." Recalling the rumored exploits of this headmaster, the students asked with mixed emotions, "Independent as in... taking down your former employer?"

Xie Yi woke up inside the body of the very wizard who had tormented the prince—the same wizard whose brutal end at the prince's hands was already written in stone.When he opened his eyes, the prince was kneeling before him.Half a year. His predecessor had been force-feeding the boy experimental potions for half a year.Too late. The grudge was already set.And to make matters worse? The original body was a magical paper tiger—all title, no talent.To extricate himself cleanly, without raising red flags among the other wizards, Xie Yi pulled off two moves:One: He cooked up a false prophecy declaring that "Prince Caesitus is destined to wed Wizard Xie Yi." That gave him the perfect alibi for why he'd abandoned his tower, hidden his identity in a backwater kingdom, and spent his time bullying its prince—love, obviously.Two: He used the prince as an unwilling prop, implanting a hallucination of "a full night of being forced by the prince" to make his exit look justified.Once the deed was done, Xie Yi high-tailed it out of the palace, locked himself in his tower, and began cramming magic like his life depended on it—because it probably did.

Just out for a walk, Syl, who had recently moved to Dragon Island, nearly had a heart attack after accidentally crushing an abandoned egg from his own kind. Upon learning it was one of many eggs carelessly discarded by other dragons—and that newborn dragons relied solely on luck to hatch—he stopped wasting words and quietly gathered all the surviving eggs he could find. Soon, he holed up in his cave, raising hatchlings under the baffled gazes of his kin, becoming Dragon Island’s one-of-a-kind male mother. Though many of his fellow dragons lamented the behavior of this golden-scaled, elegant, and rare thousand-year-old Gold Dragon—who had the shimmering scales and grace they adored—they quickly lost interest. They returned to their hedonistic ways, passing the endless time among themselves. —That is, until over a decade later, when they were ambushed and beaten black and blue by the very troublemaker dragons raised by this male mother, howling in pain as they finally grasped the severity of the situation… *The protagonist is adored by dragons, the most beautiful, and overwhelmingly perfect—kindly refrain from harsh critiques if this isn't to your taste. *The love interest is not one of the adopted children.

Xie Zhi was a game concept artist, but because of a game, he transmigrated to a continent in another world and became the king of a country. According to prophecy, the Demon Realm would soon welcome a new sovereign, the continent would fall into chaos, and countless countries would be destroyed.Xie Zhi, who had just accepted that he was a crossdressing boss: “...”But it was fine. He still had a cheat. He had awakened a Huaxia bloodline that came with the traditional skills of the Flower Growers: growing vegetables, building infrastructure, and boiling water.Xie Zhi: “...What the hell use is that on the magic side?!”Fortunately, Xie Zhi could also turn this world into a game and pull players from the real world over to do infrastructure.Thus, Tina Continent quietly launched on the game store, and the Fourth Calamity officially began! Xie Zhi also became a top-tier corporate slave wearing the hats of game planner, concept artist, and 3D modeler, evolving directly from 996 to 007.Queen Xie Zhi: “Warriors, in order to save this country, please give it your all. I will grant you supreme honor!”Planner Xie Zhi: “All of you, go grind!”Facing Planner Xie Zhi—Players: “Trash game, only grind no pay. The shitty planner only deserves to be sacrificed to the heavens!”Facing Queen Xie Zhi—Players: “Wuwuwu, Big Sister is so fine! The planner should kowtow to the concept artist and modeler!”Concept Artist & Modeler Xie Zhi: “Uh, this... there’s really no need.”

Wusen is a technical-type player, a dragon-overlord-like existence in the game.One day, he played a highly difficult Souls-like holographic game.The game was called Sovereign Will, and it was of excellent quality; beating monsters felt great, and he was very satisfied.What made him even more satisfied was that the game had many intelligent NPCs with outstanding looks.Ebottas, an elegant noble, handsome and dignified, Wusen’s good brother.Pope Ulysses, beautiful but not kind, a highly deceptive ambitious schemer, Wusen’s bad boss.Nalher, a cold-in-front-but-warm-in-back blood clan, Wusen’s good subordinate.Gabriel, a gloomy-tinged necromancer with black hair and purple eyes, Wusen’s good teacher.All of them were men.Wusen: “……”Damn it, can you treat us straight men a little better!At last, in the middle and late stages of the game, Wusen found an incomparably beautiful goddess, the dream god, the primordial deity in the game’s setting.His beauty-loving nature exploded. He renovated the dream god’s temple, sent flowers, grinded like crazy to fight monsters and earn money to make offerings, and ultimately awakened Her.However, after the dream god awoke, the beautiful goddess turned into a male god.Not long after Wusen was devastated by that, another bolt from the blue struck him:Ebottas, Pope Ulysses, his good subordinate Nalher, and Teacher Gabriel were all fragments of Him.The nonhuman deity was very puzzled: “Why can’t I be your best friend, superior, subordinate, teacher, and husband at the same time? Isn’t that great? We would be closer than anyone else.”Wusen: ?Uh...The water is too deep to handle, farewell!PS: The top’s shards, and they will merge later—

At the Nine Heavens of Fire, the God of Light enjoys the faith of a prosperous age.At the Nine Hells of Evil, the God of Darkness alone commands the source of chaos.Fuxi transmigrated into the black sheep destined to become the Demon God.The Nine Heavens of Fire wait for him to turn into a calamity and harvest faith, while the God of Darkness tempts him to indulge every hatred and arrogance.He is destined to answer the call of the abyss, and ultimately, stepping over heaps of fresh blood and billions of bones, become the most evil Demon God and bring down the death of the apocalypse.He is a troublemaker not tolerated by the world.He is a lamb destined to be sacrificed to the next era.He...Fuxi: Baa?You stupid piece of trash, did you get my species wrong???Fuxi touched his woolly sheep horns and, with a blank expression, tore the letter of fate to pieces.Fuxi: Thanks for asking, I have never feared a fight.#I am a black sheep, not a black goat##I’m going to beat the hell out of you brainless idiots right now!#My way, my win novel; the CP is already set, baa-top and snake-bottom.Probably can be considered a fragmented-identity bottom.Welcome to bookmark it!

Enoch is a vicious little demon from Western Hell. He hears that to become a Great Demon of Hell, one must commit crimes more heinous than the Seven Princes of Hell. So, Enoch decides to take a risk: steal the treasure and food stores of Hell’s Infernal Dragon, starting with the sins of greed and gluttony. But while eating his spoils, he’s caught by the Infernal Dragon and forced to wear a collar, bound to stay in the dragon’s castle as a little slave to make up for the losses. Enoch immediately rages: *It’s all your fault for hiding your treasures too deep—if I’d found them, I wouldn’t have been caught! Why should I be a slave?!* The Dragon: ? Enoch then acts arrogantly: *And I’m still not full. You—go make me two more dishes.* The Dragon: ? When the dragon cooks and eats the food himself, Enoch grows envious: *How dare you eat so much? You should give it all to me—don’t you dare take a single bite!* At night, as the dragon counts his treasures, Enoch continues seething with envy: *How dare you be so rich? You should let me steal it all—not a single gem should remain with you!* But when the dragon gets injured fighting another archdemon, Enoch remains indifferent. The Dragon: *Why aren’t you jealous anymore? Shouldn’t you say, "These wounds should all be yours—not a single scratch should be left on me"?* Enoch: *Right now, I’m committing the sin of sloth—too lazy to talk. If you’re free, go make me two more dishes.* The Dragon: ? Enoch, steeped in sin, still hasn’t become a Great Demon. So he resorts to his final method—climbing into the dragon’s bed to commit the sin of lust. The Dragon: *I think you have a real talent for being a succubus. Keep it up.* Enoch: *Great! Line up everyone in your castle—I’ll sleep with them one by one! I’m gonna be the Great Succubus!* The Dragon: ? After a long time of debauchery, Enoch still hasn't become a Great Demon. Enoch: *WHY?!* The Dragon: *Because it’s still not lewd enough.* Enoch: *Crying while continuing to be a succubus.jpg*