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Donald Heal Me

Game Design : Step one, heal the players

*Note: I am not the author, merely a humble translator. Crab OG author : 喝一杯红酒 OG title : 游戏制作:从治愈玩家开始 Chen Xu travelled to a parallel world and was surprised to find that many classic and excellent games from his previous life were missing. I had a plan, but why did I get an 'emotion collection system', and the emotions such as happiness, sadness, excitement, fear, anger and other emotions provided by players who have played the games I made can make me stronger? But why is it so much easier to get anger than happiness? Looking at his score, Chen Xu expressed his confusion. As a result, Chen Xu's career as a game designer gradually took a turn for the worse. In Undertale, countless players pounded the table and screamed: I was cheated by this game! In Outlast, countless players screamed, my cabinet moved and I stopped playing. In Dark Souls, when countless players entered the game smiling, "Go away, please go away, leave the Firekeeper behind and go out with your flame, we don't want to link the fire! Soap, Alex and Ghost were sacrificed in Call of Duty; Zack and Aerith were killed in Final Fantasy 7; Arthur and John were betrayed in Red Dead Redemption; Countless players went berserk: "You bastards! Can't we be kinder to the protagonists? Q: How do you feel about the players' anger towards you? Facing the reporter's question, Chen Xu smiled slightly: This isn’t criticism, this is encouragement from players around the world to me, this is love! Thank you all, I will keep up the good work!
Pepper_Crab · 97K Views

The Soccer in Me

Marcus Jones was a passionate soccer enthusiast who found himself in the afterlife with another chance; haunted by the memories of a painful life and driven by an unrelenting passion for the game, Marcus chose a second chance to fulfill his dreams. As he navigates a world of selfish clubs and soccer prodigies, he realizes that soccer is not merely a sport but the grandest stage in the pursuit of dreams that transcend the boundaries of human capability. Guided by his undying love for the game, Marcus confronts the challenges that thwart his journey to greatness. "The Soccer in Me" explores the themes of pursuing dreams, second chances, and cherishing life as Marcus Jones grapples with his past, embraces his present, and strives for a future where the echoes of the past propel him toward a destiny that transcends the confines of mortal existence. In a world where the pitch becomes humanity's battleground, and love defies constraint, Marcus learns that every kick, every goal, and every heartbeat is a step closer to the eternity of his dreams. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Author: I am trying to dip my toes into the idea of writing, so constructive ideas or corrections is greatly appreciated. Just know that to repost a chapter messes up the book in people's Libraries, so any mistake you find I will correct on my Original Document, but will not be posted on Webnovel until I finish the novel and repost the whole thing with all the edits. - Expect Chapters to be anywhere between 500-800 words, obviously it could go over, but the minimum will always be 500. - I do not have a set schedule for posting, but I want to try at least once a week. - There will be elements of Romance and it will be heavily explored, but the main theme of the novel will always be Soccer/Futbol. No Harem.
Zhang_Kai_Rui · 16.6K Views

surrounding me

My mind reeled as the realization dawned on me that the man I had casually bumped into was none other than Christopher Hemsworth. A wave of panic surged through me. What if he was annoyed that I had bumped into him? My heart raced at the thought, a mixture of fear and anxiety knotting my stomach. I replayed our brief encounter in my mind, worrying about the impression I might have made. As I tried to compose myself, I suddenly noticed his gaze shifting across the room. My breath caught in my throat as I realized he wasn't just looking in my direction; he was looking directly at me. My heart pounded in my chest, every beat echoing in my ears. His hazel eyes, so captivating up close, now seemed to pierce through the distance between us, locking onto mine with an intensity that made my pulse quicken. For a moment, everything else faded away-the bustling crowd, the applause, even the sound of my own thoughts. It was as if the world had narrowed down to just the two of us, connected by an invisible thread. His expression was unreadable, a mixture of curiosity and something else I couldn't quite place. I felt a flush rise to my cheeks, a mix of embarrassment and an inexplicable thrill. I stood there, rooted to the spot, my mind a whirlwind of emotions. The admiration I had felt earlier was now tinged with awe and a touch of disbelief. How could someone so extraordinary take notice of me? The sheer magnetism of his presence made it hard to look away, and yet I was painfully aware of every second that passed under his scrutiny. As he continued to look at me, I couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking. Was he recalling our encounter with amusement, or was he as surprised as I was by this unexpected turn of events? The uncertainty gnawed at me, but beneath it all, a small spark of excitement flickered, kindling a hope I dared not fully acknowledge.
tsfiea · 22.3K Views
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