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Mythos Of Narcissus: Reborn As An NPC In A Horror VRMMO

Lothair is a serial killer who detest imperfection on human’s facial features, which resulted in him having a compulsory behavior of wanting to strip people’s faces. After he dies, he finds himself as Narcissus, a beautiful and adorable female NPC inside a state-of-the-art VRMMO world of the latest craze called Fallen Carcosa Online. But despite being a fantasy-filled game, the world feels strangely realistic. Too realistic, even. Game-like systems and magic exist but so do plagues, politics, economy, and the horror hidden in plain sight. When pried open, an actual human-like anatomy can be seen beyond the skin of the NPC’s face—with little to no censor. Everything feels too immersive. Except Narcissus, Lothair’s new identity. When Narcissus tried to scrape off the face of her new adorable body, she found an abyssal void with little to no end. This story marks the birth for the King in Yellow. - Warning, this story contain: Male-to-Female Genderbend, GL/Yuri, Occasional Futa MC, Yanderes, Harem, Self-Cest. - Follow the creative and attentive Narcissus, a nuanced former serial-killer who will gradually becomes stronger, experienced, maddening, horrifying, but also mature, wise, conflicted, and complex—in this near-endless journey. Where souls unsung and tears unshed. In the land of Lost Carcosa.

Shin_Ou · Horror
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225 Chs

Neuromorphic Computation Technology

Now that I thought back about it, I had only met these folks in less than 12 in-real-life days, and now here I am, proudly showcasing my thesis like a hopeful child trying to get them to join a potentially awful project with morally dubious experiments.

After all, I forgot to mention that the development for the neuromorphic computation technology might include several living beings as a test subject if the progress reached a bottleneck.

I could just brush it off as fae's common sense in this case. The race that I was implied to be didn't really have the brightest public impression.

It was quite convenient, If I'm to be honest.

Not that it made much difference if I were to awake as Narcissus with a pair of pipe horns, canine ears, or a 360 degree rotating neck—instead of these sharp ears.

Wait, now that I mention it, did everyone just assume that I was a fairy because of my ears??