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#ANTIHERO
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#VIDEOGAME
#YURI
#NPC
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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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298 Chs
#R18
#COMEDY
#HAREM
#SURVIVAL
#ANTIHERO
#KINGDOMBUILDING
#VIDEOGAME
#YURI
#NPC
#YANDERE
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Seizing Control

The spire quaked as the transfer process began, its chaotic energy manifesting in a whirlwind of shifting floors and emerging defenses. 

The once-dormant constructs that was hiding in plain sight began roaring to life, their glowing forms pouring from hidden alcoves in the walls and descending from the fractured ceiling like a metallic storm. 

Each one moved with an eerie gait, like an apocalyptic zombie struggling to hold their hunger for the feast that was laid in front of them.

Their jagged limbs and pulsating cores reflect the hostile intent of the Vault itself.

Kuzunoha, as ever composed despite the growing chaos, stood by the stabilizing device where Lupina's disembodied head was secured. 

Her fingers danced over a projection of arcane glyphic controls, the symbols reacting to her touch with fluid motion. The stabilizing device emitted a low hum, its energy resonating in a rhythm that felt uncomfortably alive.