**Title:** *The Foolish Player's Life Simulator* **Author:** Yang Mo **Status:** Completed **Synopsis:** In 2017, alien species erupted into the world, unleashing countless monsters beyond human imagination. The weapons that mankind once prided itself on proved useless, and civilization was thrown into crisis. Then, in 2018, the first superpowered individual on Blue Star delivered a fiery speech that ignited a global movement. Humanity embarked on the ambitious endeavor of god-making, initiating a planned and guided evolution. Those who successfully acquired superpowers became known as "Apostles." Among them was Yi Wenjun, a mere speck swept along by the tides of this monumental era. But in 2023, everything changed. Yi Wenjun stumbled upon a mysterious gaming console-one that led her into a series of otherworldly adventures. As she explored these alternate realities, the secrets surrounding gods, aliens, and Apostles in her own world began to unravel before her eyes. Once an insignificant ripple, she was now causing tidal waves. Yi Wenjun: "From land to ocean, from sky to the stars, some have called me the Eternal, Heartless Queen. Others name me the Nightmare Sovereign. But to me, I am merely doing what any player should." **System:** "That's all well and good, but if only you remembered that I was supposed to be a *romance* simulator before you started causing chaos. (smile.jpg)" **Key Themes:** Time travel, strong female lead, system mechanics **Core Message:** Perseverance and relentless self-improvement P.S.: Story is not mine. I just translated it since I wanted to read a better translated version, do support the author. And the owner of the cover, please message me if you don't like me using it.

Synopsis: Aeris had never known love. As an orphan, she had spent her life yearning for warmth, for a place to call home. When she finally found someone who made her feel wanted, she clung to the illusion, believing that maybe-just maybe-she was no longer alone. But that illusion shattered the day she saw her lover in the arms of another woman. "You're pathetic," he sneered when she confronted him. And with one cruel shove, he sent her crashing against the wall. Pain struck her like a bolt of lightning, and then-darkness. She thought it was the end. Instead, she woke up in the body of a breathtaking maiden with long, silk-like black hair. Her limbs were bound, her vision blurred, and before she could even comprehend what was happening, she heard the chants of a ritual. She was being sacrificed-as a bride to a dragon. The people around her whispered prayers, their eyes filled with fear. They were offering her to him-the mighty, fearsome dragon lord who ruled these lands with fire and fury. She wasn't just anyone now. She was the chosen offering-the bride meant for the Dragon King. A being of pure darkness, a ruler feared across the world. They said he was a monster, a black-scaled dragon with a presence so overwhelming that the very air trembled in his wake. He controlled the elements and wielded power beyond imagination. He was ruthless, merciless, and unseen in his human form. No one had ever escaped his grasp. And now, she belonged to him. As the sky darkened and the great dragon descended from the heavens, his massive wings casting shadows over the trembling villagers, she finally saw him. Glowing red eyes, burning like molten fire, locked onto hers-not with rage, not with hunger, but with something unexpected. Curiosity. Possession. Fate had given her another chance. But was it a blessing or a curse? ---

When a mysterious killer started wiping out the city's prettiest, meanest, most scandalous girls, Eleo thinks she's safe. She's none of those things. She's just a clumsy, overworked college student with zero dating experience. That is, until she does something spectacularly dumb that inevitably put her in his path. Now, instead of living her quiet, peaceful life, she's dealing with: • ‌A ridiculously good-looking serial killer who won't leave her alone. • ‌Death threats that sound suspiciously flirty. And, Eleo's got two options: 1. Find out who the killer is before he "accidentally" falls in love with her. 2. Die. ...And dying sounds 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 inconvenient. 🚨 Not a tutorial. Do NOT attempt.

I died. Came back. Now I'm living in a soap opera-and no, I don't get a script. Transmigrated as the older twin in a wildly rich, wildly dramatic family, I'm surrounded by love triangles, overprotective parents, and the kind of chaos that would give reality TV execs a stroke. My sister's perfect. I'm... not. And while she collects admirers, I collect emotional damage-and maybe one terrifyingly attractive, possibly robotic boyfriend who understands me a little too well. There are secret pasts. Public scandals. Too much glitter. This isn't a romance. It's survival. And I'm done playing the sidekick.