Lunatic Cultist Terraria

Orlax Tirshtain is the villain in the global game [Unification of Empires]. The tyrannical, cold-blooded emperor is a man who slaughtered his own family with his own hands and ascended the throne with their blood—a power-obsessed madman. Despite five years having passed since the game’s release, no one has been able to defeat this lunatic. So, how the hell did I become this damned?????

Once feared across the heavens, Vareth, the Demon King of Eternal Night, was slain by the united might of the righteous. His soul was sealed, his name cursed, and the world rejoiced. But fate is a strange thing. Reincarnated into the broken body of a failed sect master in the weakest sect on the continent, Vareth awakens in a crumbling ruin with nothing but a single disciple, no resources, and a mysterious Sect System whispering promises of domination. His goal? Rebuild the Twilight Shadow Sect from the ashes. His method? Recruit the desperate, the outcasts, and the fallen geniuses of the world—one by one. His doctrine? Power through control, loyalty through fear, and absolute rule through manipulation masked as salvation. Yet, every time he sets a dark plan into motion—something unexpectedly good happens. He “rescues” a dying girl to use her rare talent... and ends up saving an entire lost cultivation art. He “forces” a body refiner to obey... and heals a cursed bloodline. He crushes an enemy sect out of vengeance... and unites a war-torn province. The world sees a miracle-working hero rising from the ruins. Only his disciples know the truth. Their master is no savior… he’s the devil with a Sect badge. With an ever-growing band of unwanted prodigies—a sarcastic alchemy genius, a lunatic beast tamer, a disgraced music cultivator, and more—Shen Mo will turn the weakest sect into the most feared force in the world. He doesn’t want fame. He doesn’t want followers. He wants control. He wants the world on its knees. And somehow, the heavens keep rewarding him for it.

Skyscraper's rooftop. Fang Cheng is sweating heavily, relentlessly training. 1000 airborne clapping push-ups. 1000 two-finger push-ups. 1000 one-arm pull-ups. 1000 one-arm handstand push-ups. 1000 single-leg squats. Plus, holding a dragon flag and a Baki plank for one hour. Looking in the mirror, Fang Cheng shows a satisfied expression. "All six skills are maxed out, I can finally synthesize the mythic talent, Asura's body." Neon-lit chaotic dark city, countless crimson eyes lurking around. Conglomerates, serial killers, cultists, gene-modified beings, rebel groups… Fang Cheng, with his panel, intrudes into this seemingly ordinary mysterious world. Gaining experience and cultivating through push-ups. Fitness, boxing, sanda, parkour, meditation, breathing, qigong… Each seemingly ordinary skill achieves unimaginable heights. Pushing human limits ever higher, crushing every so-called "monster." Until — becoming the god of the new world!

Rune was a soldier forged in the crucible of war. Afghanistan had stripped him of innocence, blurred the lines between right and wrong, and left him with blood on his hands and ghosts in his mind. He survived firefights, ambushes, and the slow erosion of his own morality—until the battlefield swallowed him whole. And then he woke up somewhere else. A world not his own. A realm of crumbling kingdoms, monstrous beasts, and ancient evils that whisper from the shadows. Here, magic is real, demons walk in daylight, and the gods play dice with mortal lives. Rune, armed with nothing but his instincts and fractured memories, must navigate a land where trust is a luxury and survival is a daily gamble. But this world doesn’t just want his strength—it demands his soul. When an aggrieved man offers him a strange quest—“The Chef's Assistant”—Rune is thrust into a chain of events that will test the last remnants of his humanity. As he battles cultists, navigates political intrigue, and confronts horrors that defy reason, Rune must decide: will he become the monster this world expects him to be, or will he claw his way back to the man he once was? War broke him. This world might finish the job. But in the ashes of violence, a spark of redemption still flickers.

"Hey, have you ever heard of the lunatic roaming around the tower?" "Are you kidding me? Who haven't heard of him yet!?" "Hey hey, are you talking about... that person?" Interesting news travels even faster than light, especially regarding the mysterious figure that everyone in the Ethereal Tower is curious about, the lunatic ascender whom thoughts and deeds are so off-place that even the greatest among them just couldn't grasp his intent, almost as if he is ascending a completely different tower than them. While everyone in the tower talks about the lunatic who lurks on each tower's floor more than he is supposed to, the person they are talking about just goes on his merry way to collecting treasures he wants, and while the world is talking about him. "Come on, give me some luck, maybe roll the hundred times multiplier again..." He's sitting while rubbing his palm together, gambling on something that will make everyone faint.

Sixteen-year-old Ymir lives for magic, tradition, and the warmth of her family — until the night of the Witch Festival, when masked cultists launch a brutal attack on her village. In the chaos, her powerful mother, Elysia, vanishes in a burst of protective magic. Waking in the aftermath, Ymir is devastated — until a vision reveals the truth: Elysia and others are alive, trapped in a magical stasis. With the village too weakened to act and the cult — the Crimson Order — growing bolder, Ymir must find the strength to defy fear, rally allies, and become something more than just a survivor. When her long-lost uncle arrives with secrets of his own, Ymir’s path shifts toward a destiny greater than she imagined — and a fight far from over. A tale of grief, resilience, and rising magic, this is the beginning of Ymir’s journey to save her mom…and possibly the world.

Transported to a medieval world, I became Field—a disgraced noble. I learned women here could awaken as "Chosen Maidens"—beautiful and powerful. But before I could celebrate, my cheap father and glamorous stepmother exiled me to a monster-infested wasteland! Worse? This entire empire—no, this entire world—is rotten to the core. Cruel aristocrats, cultists worshipping horrors, unspeakable monstrosities, and conspiracies lurking everywhere... all gunning for me. *Fine. You wanna play dirty?* *I quit being human!* Sister got a fiefdom a hundred times richer? **Loot it!** Brother tending sheep peacefully? **Loot him dry!** Tribes so poor they’ve only got rags? **Straight up snatch their beauties!** Elven Queen: "Where’d my World Tree go?!" Human Emperor: "Beats me!" Demon King: *Muffled sobbing* "My succubi... all gone..." Field: *Cracks knuckles* "What a miserable world. Time to clear this godsforsaken game."

--WSA 2025 ENTRY-- Sam wasn’t a hero. He was barely even a functional adult. Just a normal guy dropped into a fantasy world without his consent, Sam had one rule: Don’t be a hero. Unfortunately, when you’ve been “chosen by prophecy” and destiny clings to you like a bad smell, that’s easier said than done. Summoned to a world that is under siege by a mysterious force known only as the Void, Sam is immediately informed by a cryptic woman that he’s the savior foretold in legend. He wants no part of it. All he wants is to get back home. But fate isn’t taking no for an answer. Every time Sam tries to walk away, he ends up deeper in trouble — with crazed cultists, pirate queens, sea beasts, corrupted dukes, bureaucratic tribal councils, and at least three gods who shouldn’t be allowed to manage anything more complex than a spoon. Sure, he was granted powerful magic during the summoning. Unfortunately, it never seems to work when or how he actually needs it. Armed with accidental magic, weaponized sarcasm, and a complete lack of long-term planning, Sam stumbles through one disaster after another — slowly collecting an increasingly chaotic crew that includes: – A thief who sees every dilemma as an opportunity to get extra coin, – A cultist who just wants to open a bakery, – And a brooding adventurer still emotionally wrecked from his last breakup. (Oh, and a living plant. Don’t ask.) Sam’s only goal is to get home. But surviving in a world unraveling at the seams means more than just running away. It means bluffing your way through magical trials, navigating tangled politics, and occasionally wrestling a skeleton. If he’s lucky, he might just stop the Void from devouring reality. If not? Well, he’ll at least make fun of it until the very end.

Elara Venn thought her job was simple: transmigrate into each world, fix the tragic lives of certain characters, and walk away quietly once peace was restored. She was wrong. She never saves anyone—because she always gets hunted first. In every world, there’s always one possessive maniac waiting ahead of the script. They don’t follow the plot. They don’t care about the mission. They only care about her. “You’re mine. I want your eyes to never look at anyone else.” “Tell me what I have to do—just to make you choose me.” Elara Venn: “D-Don’t come closer. I’ll scream.” Inner voice: “God, stop talking and just do it already.” She’s here to heal fates, but before she can even start her work, someone’s already gripping her chin, whispering sweet madness, and throwing the whole world off course. Worse? These stalkers are always hot. Unreasonably hot. Dangerously skilled. And terrifyingly obsessed. Now she’s not just fixing destinies— She’s babysitting broken love, one lunatic at a time.

I just wanted a quiet life. A little cottage in the countryside. Maybe an apple orchard. A lazy dog named Bento. That was the dream. What I got instead? – A medieval fantasy world – A collapsing barony – And a debt the size of a dragon’s ass. Every time I try to quit, something worse shows up—trade wars, sword-swinging lunatics, princesses with investment portfolios, and demon lords pitching franchise models like it’s Shark Tank. I wanted a nap. Instead I’m reverse-engineering the economy, manipulating supply chains, and inventing products that shouldn’t exist in this world. Magic? Boring. Swords? Overrated. But a mana-crystal monopoly? Now that’s real power. I’m not a hero. I’m not some chosen genius. I’m just a tired bastard trying to retire… Without dying broke. Or accidentally founding an empire.

Lance Mercer's life is painfully normal. He works IT support in a basement office where printers scream, coworkers cry over Bluetooth, and lunch is a rotating tragedy of lukewarm noodles and existential dread. He's got a dog named Dario, a cursed coffee addiction, and a daily goal of making it to 5:01 PM without committing a felony. Then he buys milk. Now he's being hunted by unmarked helicopters, cultists in cow masks, and possibly the U.S. government. Reality keeps glitching when he sneezes, his dog might be telepathic, and there's a chance he's bonded with an ancient cosmic dairy god. He just wanted cereal. (Inspired by DanDaDan and Parasyte: The Maxim)

When a childhood accident leaves Korin with amnesia and an altered personality a little too creepy for comfort, she is sanctioned to a mountain and forbidden from leaving. Twenty two years later, as an ancient power begins to awaken, mysterious men, cultists, and beings from other realms funnel into her world. The reclusive and listless woman can only skirt the impending chaos for so long as forces unknown to her begin to close in.

So, what happens when a bullied teenager gives up on life, dies… and then wakes up in a fantasy world? Meet Hayato—just your average (okay, severely traumatized) high schooler who takes the express train to the afterlife… only to respawn as Kibo Satoru, the son of a powerful noble family. White hair? Cool. Blue eyes? Meh. A body that can use mana? Cliche. Sounds like an upgrade—except life still refuses to be easy. Kibo is smart, a quick learner, and genuinely lovable. He treasures his family, makes dumb mistakes, and somehow stumbles his way into becoming stronger. But when it comes to fighting? This dude is straight-up insane—bleeding, bruised, smiling like he just found a cheat code. Losing? Sometimes. He might not be the strongest at first, but he’s got two things going for him: pure stubbornness and an annoying voice in his head named Ignis. But hey, life isn’t all epic battles and badass moments. Kibo is still human, still figuring things out, and still scared of losing the people who actually care about him. And yeah, sometimes the weight of it all almost breaks him. Almost. But Kibo isn’t going down without a fight. If fate wants to mess with him, it better be ready for the fight of his entire life. A story about love, loss, and one reincarnated lunatic who refuses to stay down. Join my Discord: https://discord.gg/qbGQPPxQtn

When her village is attacked, she barely survives—only to wake up at a campfire, rescued by an adventurer unlike any she’s ever known. Arden, a Platinum-Class adventurer, is a legend—renowned, powerful, and seemingly untouchable. She has no idea why he saved her or why he lets her tag along. But as she watches him pull off absurd feats that defy reason, she starts to wonder if she’s found her place in this chaotic world. Between cultist plots, dangerous magic, and strange alliances, she’s in way over her head. But while Arden seems unstoppable, she soon realizes he’s not as invincible as everyone thinks. And maybe—just maybe—she has a role to play in all this, too.

Void of Selorantei — Synopsis In the shadowed metropolis of Thornevale, the supernatural walk unseen, hidden behind glamours and ancient pacts. But when the Void of Selorantei—a cursed relic that devours light, memories, and love—is stolen, the delicate balance between humans and creatures of the night crumbles. Kael Vireon is a broken man—exiled vampire prince, war criminal, and reluctant protector of a city that once hunted him. Haunted by a lost love tied to the Void and hunted by syndicates, cultists, and even former allies, Kael must form dangerous alliances with villains, witches, and rebel vampires to survive. But as the Void slowly awakens within him, Kael begins to question: Is he still the hunter… or the beginning of the end? In a world where romance can be deadly and loyalty is currency, Kael's path blurs between hero, monster, and myth. Because love in Selorantei... was never meant to save you.

Six individuals were forcefully transfered into a new world named Terraria. Upon entering into this realistic virtual reality world were filled with fabulous wonders such as otherworldly biomes, treasure-like items, friendly people, and fearsome foes. The players, tempted to escape the sandbox, needs to defeat bosses and release Terraria from all extraterrestrial evil. How will the players prevail inside of this daring cruel nature of a world? [Warning: Excessive use of profanity, inappropriate dialogues, and use of terms ineligible for minor readers.] (This fan-fic of a novel is for promotional purposes only. To know more of the raw material used in this novel, play Terraria on your PC, Consoles or on any handheld devices. Support the developers, share the work, and spread the love for this wonderful masterpiece.)

"Oh Lord Lunareio, you are the only one who can save our world." ... My name is Rikuya Takatsuki, and I didn’t ask to be summoned to some fantasy world with my classmates. But there I was, expected to be a hero and protect the Kingdom from Realm Eaters, dimensional monsters chewing through reality. Apparently, all the races summoned forth heroes of legend, which was sort of a shocker to me since it wasn’t the cliché "slay the demon king" trope. Sounds cool, right? Wrong. While everyone else got flashy powers and legendary classes, I was slapped with the FFF Auto Hero class—no skills, no perks, and no respect. The kingdom handed me some pocket change and politely told me to scram. Fine by me. I was all set on enjoying the easy life in this new world anyways, when out of nowhere a bunch of cultists kidnapped me, claiming I’m their prophesied god or whatever. They gave me a mansion, unlimited snacks, and zero responsibilities, so of course, I played along. But then my so-called useless class kicked in. Turns out Auto Hero means my body hijacks itself whenever there’s danger, turning me into some kind of unstoppable killing machine. Efficient? Sure. Ethical? Not so much. Now everyone thinks I’m this terrifying cult leader who takes down monsters, corrupt kings, and anyone dumb enough to stand in my way. While my classmates enjoy their shiny hero lives, I’m here in the shadows, leading a cult, toppling kingdoms, and pretending I have some grand plan. The truth? I’m just winging it. I mean... what’s the worst that could happen?

A cultist killed in a outrage of belief reincarnates into a world full of religion and power but instead of backing down he doubles down starting over and showing the way the true god.

Full Title, AZI: The History Shattering Burial of a Selfish Lunatic, Who Walked through Reincarnation for Two-Trillion Years Volumes 1-3 Synopsis: “Who?” Holding a lone gourd in hand the young man raises it to the Heavens with a single question. “Who wishes to accompany me? To stay by my side for an eternity, and to walk through the mountains, and seas?” May container spoilers below Volume 4 Synopsis: Weapon spirits, such is the nature of every single Sinner within the Leng Bing Realm. In other words, all of them are but tools, and a tool… “A tool has no right to choose their owner, and what a tool does is decided by their owner.” “…Cruel, how very cruel the laws of this world are. Even upon death, a soul may not rest.” Volume 5 Synopsis: “Surnamed Ye, if you had a choice between being a hero or a demon lord, which would you choose? Naturally, you can also choose to be a villager A or B if you wanted to.” “What kind of question is that? Hmm.” Contemplating for a bit, Ye Chen answers— “I guess, the hero? Since he always wins in the end?” “Hero, is it?” “And you, surnamed Long?” “I think, the role of the hero—is a role that should only be played by a masochist.” “The hell? Is this entire question supposed to be a way to diss me?” “The fate of a hero is to suffer. They’re constantly being pushed left and right. …While everyone else drowns in a sea of despair, a hero must stand their ground, and step forward—to guide the deadbeats along. They must become the shining beacon of hope that others may follow—towards a future, where they may survive. Tell me then, if a hero isn’t a masochist, then what are they?” The world is a game board, those who control the game board, and the game itself… What are they? Volume 6 Synopsis: “A lunatic near death has three options. One, they can choose to pass away peacefully. Two, they can choose to spend the rest of their remaining life to find a solution that will let them live. Three, they can drag an entire world down as a part of their burial.” ……… “The longer you live for, and the more you experience, the less you care about the things around you. Maybe, I’m just someone who has reached that point?” ……… “You’re right in saying that even if this world goes up into flames, I’d still be drinking away at my leisure. Why bother to care for a world that is completely foreign to me? The people who I had cared for, they aren’t here; hence, I see very little purpose in getting myself invested into this environment.” ……… The 46th prince of the Hong Xiao Empire was born between the emperor and the 114th concubine. He was born on a moonlit night, and yet, since his eyes were blind, his majesty—the emperor decided to name him Bujian Yue. “Did you know—that the more fearful a prey is, the tastier it is? At least to me, since I enjoy chewing on my food to savor the flavor.” “…?” Enlarging its stature, the black serpent abruptly snaps its head forward, and swallows the palace maid whole. Leaving a bite mark on the ground, the black serpent begins to chew, as the sound of meat and bones being pulverized comes from its maw. And eventually, the black serpent swallows.

“Miss Witch, I hate you.” “Why?” “When I was a child, you killed all of my family. I remembered your horns, and I remembered your eyes. I hate you. I hate all witches like you—you’re all lunatics.” “But now you’re a witch too. You’re one of us.” “I hate myself too. But you won’t let me die.” “You’re very obedient.” Funis...

After being confined in a mental asylum for years, Jin Jiuchi had just been released back to human habitation when he suddenly found himself trapped in a dangerous and thrilling survival game. Wait, is there something wrong with you all? Why do you look so scared? This world is so… exciting! For Jin Jiuchi, this beast in human clothing who was chained by society laws, the appearance of the Nightmare Cycle was akin to a dream come true! Drinking tea with a dismembered bride in a haunted apartment, dancing tango with the evil spirit in the depths of suicide forest, skipping rope with the ancient god in a forgotten civilization… Jin Jiuchi was so happy that he was going crazy! However, when he went crazy, all the players and NPCs in the cycle trembled in fear. *** There was only a beautiful jade doll who had never been afraid of him. Shen Nianzu called out softly, "Jin-ge." Jin Jiuchi, who was happily digging through a rotten corpse's stomach, suddenly dropped everything and zoomed in front of Shen Nianzu with a speed invisible to naked eyes. His eyes were curved into crescents as he asked, "What's wrong, Nian'er? Do you want to join me too?" Shen Nianzu was expressionless as he stared at the bloody man in front of him. Then he suddenly stretched out a hand, palm up. Confused, Jin Jiuchi placed his dirty paw in Shen Nianzu's hand and shook it. Shen Nianzu: “Good boy.” Jin Jiuchi: ? *** Lunatic drama king, wild beast gong x big beauty, cunning, strong-acting-weak shou Additional tags: top/gong/seme protagonist, action, supernatural, psychological, mystery, slow romance, ghosts, gore, monsters, beasts, shameless protagonist, survival game, teamwork, unlimited flow, horror, suspense, younger love interest Find me on: Instagram: delanasiwarka Discord: delanasiwarka#1490 Discord server: bit.ly/delanadiscord

Charlotte Dawson, 27, filed a divorce against her cheating and abusive husband after enduring the failing marriage for five years. “You think you can just walk away? After I marked you? You’re mine forever, Charlotte!” exclaimed Julian. “You are just my fake mate, Julian.” She had to run away from her lunatic ex-husband, and the only way to do that was to get marked by an Alpha. It never crossed in Charlotte’s mind that she would come to an Alpha who rejected her—Damon Sullivan, 38, who happened to be her ex-husband’s billionaire uncle. “You want me to renew our bond? That’s not an issue.” Damon warned her, “But once I mark you, I’ll never let you run away.” But why would Charlotte run away when the alpha spoiled her to death? Helping her get her fame again? Check. Giving her limitless money?! Check. Slapping her ex-husband? Check Satisfying her in bed? Triple check!!! —— This is a fated/rejected mates urban fantasy novel.

Blackridge is a city where shadows breathe, and memories lie. Ten years ago, forensic profiler Elijah Graves walked away from the unsolved Cipher Veil murders. Now, a photo appears—of him, at a crime scene he doesn’t remember. As cryptic ciphers start arriving at his door, reality fractures. Victims return in whispers. Cultists emerge from the fog. And beneath it all lies a power hidden in blood… To survive, Elijah must reopen the Veil Case—but this time, it’s not just about catching a killer. It’s about not becoming one. Sanity is a currency. Trust is a weapon. And the truth might be the final cipher.

Is it fate, something that cannot be changed...? That's what Erica remembers from her previous life... In her new life, she's merely a child from the slums, struggling to become a powerful mage to survive in this foreign new world. Unfortunately, this new world isn't a simple fantasy realm; it's a world she knows all too well. The new world is none other than the Otome game she once played, now a grim reality with a horrific ending. The true cataclysm is about to begin. The known fates of several key figures are destined for tragedy, victims of their efforts to overcome the rebels' onslaught, monster waves devastating kingdoms, the threat of demonic cultists, and the resurrection of the Demon Lord himself. Can Erica survive while simultaneously altering the destinies of these important characters...? Many things will unfold, but alas, Erica is not the main character in this story.

When elite mercenary Aiden Cross dies in a hopeless last stand against a horde of the undead, he expects only darkness to follow. Instead, he wakes up six months before the outbreak that wiped out civilization. Armed with foreknowledge, ruthless skills, and a hardened will to survive, Aiden has a second chance to prepare for the fall of humanity. But survival isn’t enough. He plans to rewrite the fate of a broken world, save the lives he once failed, and eliminate the real threat behind the apocalypse — not the undead, but the living monsters who rose in the chaos. As warlords, cultists, and mutants rise from the ashes, Aiden becomes both humanity’s grim reaper and its reluctant hope. This time, he doesn’t intend to die.

After centuries sealed in the void, the Demon King Azrakar is reincarnated as Kazuki Arata, a bullied high school student with no memory of his past. As fragments of his demonic power awaken, Kazuki is hunted by angels, cultists, and old enemies—while struggling with a human heart that questions everything he once was. Can a demon learn to live... or will his past consume him?

Xia Ling was once a powerful God who controlled demonic powers.He finds himself betrayed by the demons he once controlled.The balance between gods and demons unravels, and a war starts, which ends with the gods losing. Xia Ling and a handful of gods are cursed and cast into the mortal realm, condemned to wander as lunatics. Centuries go by, and Xia Ling remains trapped in the mortal realm.Finally, a lower ranking god breaks his curse. He wants to take revenge from those who have wronged him,he decides to infiltrate the new heaven. Xia Ling takes a daring approach, sneaking back into the divine realm as the concubine of one of the villians!

In a world locked in Apocalypse Cycle 39,000, the boundary between gods and mortals has all but vanished. When condemned dockworker Elisha inexplicably awakens the forbidden power of the Controller Path—leaping straight to Sequence 8 in a single night—he becomes the spark that could shatter reality’s fragile order. Hunted by fanatical priests, predatory cultists, and covert assassins, he must navigate a shattered city of tidal-ruined cathedrals, floating citadels, and shadow-haunted warrens to stay alive. As whispers of a “Sequence 0” god begin to stir across the globe, every faction—from the chaos-worshipping Ocean God devotees to the crystal-towered Church of the Inverted Ray—scrambles to claim Elisha’s secret. But power comes at a price: each ascension demands blood, sacrifice, and the fragments of lives long lost. Betrayal lurks in every shadow, and the very System that granted him strength hungers for destruction in return. “System: Last Epoch” is an epic tapestry of occult rites, shattered civilizations, and the maddening question of what it costs to wield godlike power. Dive into a tale of survival and conspiracy where every secret unveiled threatens to rip the cycle—and your mind—apart.

After so many years of matchmaking, Tian Shi, the angel of love, still failed to find a love match for Hui Long. Frustrated, the young angel resorted to drinking away his sorrows. “I curse you! You… you loveless human!!! Arghhh!!!” Tian Shi shouted at the heavens. “You cold-hearted man!! Turn into a pig!!!! At least then I can eat you.” But little did he know his words came true. Hui Long, who was currently walking home after his dinner meeting, suddenly felt a pain in his gut. The next second, he changed into a small pink piglet. ‘Huh? What? Who?’ the little pig, lost in the middle of the busy city, looked around dazedly. “Ah, a pig…” Tian Shi picked up the little lost creature and held it up to his face. Unceremoniously, he separated the pig's legs and giggled. “Oh, you're a boy.” The pig let out a loud squeal. ‘Where are you looking, you absurd!!!’ Not understanding the pig language, the young angel giggled. “I'll call you Little Gold. Let's go home. After you are all grown up, I'll make you into pig trotters~” That is how our protagonist got cursed into a pig and kidnapped by a lunatic love angel.

Hao Lou screwed up. Massively. One moment he was tossing a book to scare off some thieving celestial monkeys. The next? Boom. The most sacred artifact in the heavens—the Golden Book of Matrimony—was flying straight into the Mortal Realm's Doomswirl Portal. “NOOOO!!” he shrieked, sprinting to the edge of the spiral. “I’LL GIVE YOU MORE MELON SEEDS, JUST GIVE IT BACK!” The monkey? Unbothered. The book? Gone. Just like his job, his status, and possibly his immortal soul. Because if the Heavenly Emperor found out? Hao Lou was going to get demoted. Not just demoted-He was bound to be reborn as a chicken. Over. And over. And eaten every single time. “NO. I’m not getting deep-fried for this!” he shouted, stomping around the Eternal Spiral like a lunatic. So he did what any responsible, panic-stricken deity would do. He slapped a note on his front door: “CULTIVATING. DO NOT DISTURB. And with that, he jumped into the swirling cloud of doom. Now stuck in the modern world, he has to retrieve the scattered pieces of the Book of Matrimony before the heavens catch on—and he ends up on a dinner plate. But locating the divine artifact isn’t so easy... Until he meets a strange young man. One who, for some reason, can actually see the lost fragments. With this mysterious human’s help, Hao Lou begins piecing the book back together. Everything seems fine until— “Wait,” Hao Lou gasps one night. “What is this… why is this young man hugging me from behind?!” Now he’s asking the only place he knows for answers. “Asking this online: why is my friend/coworker trying to kiss me at night? Seeking answers…”