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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.

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With all of this vivid emotion exuded, it seemed that everyone was already informed and even affirmed with the appropriate knowledge to know how big of a deal Qliphoth Object was.

And seeing how they were this convinced, I also assumed that Kuzunoha did something that proved my victory, instead of a mere proclamation. Though, since they were uniformed of my Valtherion form, the truth might be more muddled than I expected.

Regardless, it was a wave of positive reinforcement.

Even Amelia, normally reserved, offered a nod and a brief, genuine smile. "You've given us a leader we can trust in, Lady Narcissus. We'll follow your direction as long as it takes."

Behind her, Lydia leaned against one of the barricades, her sharp gray eyes shining with approval. "Our future's looking brighter than it ever did with the old crew," she commented, a rare look of genuine optimism in her gaze.