Transmigrating Into a Xianxia, Thankfully I Have a Dungeon System
Update: Hiatus for a while My name is Joe. I've been playing games about dungeon-building all my life with the hope of being able to manage or create one myself. Of course, I know there were no dungeons IRL, but who knows? A good friend of mine who knows of my obsession with dungeons gave me a birthday gift yesterday. It was a game in a different genre than what I played usually. But since it was a gift he gave me, I played it. Though there weren't really any "dungeons" in it, the oldies Eastern aesthetic took me in. I played it as soon as I got it from him, no questions asked. What did it give me?! Unwanted transmigration into this world of extra bullshit!!
the committee
I woke up with a start. The nightmare felt so real. I am not afraid of whoever did those things, but I am terrified of the loss it caused. I shuddered in terror imagining what, or who, would be taken from me. I am fine with losing my favorite restaurant. I am fine with losing the items and the tools I have. Although it would be difficult, I could even manage losing my system. Losing my friends and companions though? I won't be able to stomach that kind of empty feeling.