The first book have passed the limits of my phone and I can't even edit the book's chapters. There's a vid on the first chapter. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . "Ark" is a next-generation MMORPG that once reached a peak of 80 million online users worldwide. The game's setting is a world called Terra, rather than "Holy Terra," a vast and chaotic planet thirty times larger than Earth, filled with expansive lands and plagued by frequent natural disasters. The story follows Felix, a player who is unexpectedly transported back in time to the period before the game's official server launch. However, instead of returning as a player, he finds himself reincarnated as an NPC within the game. Now functioning with all the traits and systems of an NPC, Felix becomes a legendary figure among players. To them, he is: A mysterious merchant, A dreamlike mentor, An unattainable ideal for countless female players. Within the world of Terra, Felix is more than just an NPC, for he is seen as a spiritual guide, a false priest, a dreamer, a philosopher, a reformer, a philanthropist, a loner, a seeker, an explorer, and a pioneer. "Let the players enjoy the game, and I shall profit from every second they do." Jeston: "I could take two or three punches from Saria, but I wouldn't dare take even one from Felix. Even if God ordered me to, I'd go to war with Him instead." Arturia: "Felix's presence makes me want to perform before him for three days and three nights, without rest." Patriot: "Your ideals... they are reality." MacArthur, a five-star American operator, once remarked: "All it takes is a single move from him, and he'll dominate the entire Terra Daily hot search list. The moment I saw Felix on the battlefield, I knew that there was no turning back."

[Weiss Schnee x Male! Reader] She hides a curse that claws at her from the inside. He hides the fear he can't voice. When their lives become intertwined inside their home, something twisted begins to show. A bond shaped by fear, guilt, and the blurring lines between kindness and possession. Not quite love. Not quite safety. Something in between.