No Cheat in Bleach ? Watch me help Aizen then. - Chapter 65: The Kazewōji Rebellion (Part 4)

The smell of blood invaded my nostrils. I watched helplessly as the woman standing over me raised her sword. I was completely drained, I had no mana left, no items, nothing. As the crimson tendrils held me down by my arms and legs, all I could do was wait for my death.

As the sword drew near, I felt the last bit of courage I had disappear. I was going to die. Alone. In this god forsaken place filled with evil. And for what? To protect those ‘friends’? The same people who mocked me, took advantage of, and used me?

Oh, who am I trying to fool? I was here only because of my own greed. Because I wanted to be useful to someone. Because I wanted to that group to need me. To value me. To have a reason to keep me around. How naïve I was, thinking that power would grant those wishes. All it did was help build a wall between me and everyone else.

The sword approached. I saw the purple light reflect off the sword’s blade. After everything I went through, I hadn’t expected my death to be by the hands of another player. I saw her smile, but this time I didn’t think it was beautiful. It was an ugly smile because it was genuine. She was enjoying watching me die. She was enjoying killing me.

The sword struck my chest and pierced my heart. I let out a scream of pain and agony. The pain was so real, all of this was so real. It shouldn’t be, but it was. What should have been a simple game had become my new reality – all of our new reality. A reality filled with magic, war, blood, and death.

My vision darkened as the pain slowly faded. I felt the last of my vitality leave my body. It felt cold. I wondered to myself, when would I stop being? When would my thoughts disappear?

Soon, I saw those words I feared for all this time appear before me. “DEATH”, in the pale blue font the game always used. They remained suspended in the air for several seconds. It was over. After a long time of fighting, grinding, and exploring, it was finally over. I had died. This was the end of my story.

Suddenly, words before me shifted and changed into something different. I took a shallow breath as I heard a faint heartbeat.

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Guan Dounan traveled to the world of Conan, and unexpectedly found that he had a stand-in “King of Comedy” and became a stand-in messenger. However, this double actually looks exactly the same as that “little black”?

As the so-called stand-in messenger will attract each other, Conan is the stand-in messenger, Xiao Ai is the stand-in messenger, Kidd is the stand-in messenger, Xiao Lan… Oh, she doesn’t have a stand-in, but she has double A.

In addition to this, there are many stand-in messengers who choose to embark on the path of crime, and it is time to count their sins.

“Little guy, your ability is the most useless!”

“I understand, the ability of gin! It’s…”

“Yahahahah, it’s a stand-in of the same type as my comedy king.”

“Senior Guan! Hurry up and think of a way to use your invincible stand-in!”

“I Guan Dounan just want to live a peaceful life…”

(Original stand-in, based on the world view of Conan, the characters in jojo will occasionally make cameos)

(On the basis of the original case, the magic change is not limited to the pure stand-in ability, but also has supernatural, demon, and superpower elements. In short, it is metaphysics to the end.)

(Slow heat, although it sounds weird to say this, but in the early stage, I mainly laid various foreshadowings, so it will look a little dull)

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Born into a wealthy family, Gu Shenwei was spoiled and carefree. However, at the age of 14, his entire family were brutally murdered, and he was caught by some bandits who sold him into slavery. As a slave boy, he entered Golden Roc Fort by chance and found the man who had slaughtered his family. He endured insults and worked hard to improve his kung fu while working as a slave boy. He learned from and plotted against his enemy under the enemy’s nose. He became increasingly ambitious as he became more and more powerful. He would only be satisfied if he completely destroyed his enemy—by fair means or foul. Gradually his bitter experience turned him into a totally different person.

This is a kung fu fiction that is full of mysteries and surprises. This is a story dealing with love, betrayals and distances. This is the journey of an ordinary boy who, against all odds, fought against formidable foes. This is a tale regarding a person who felt abandoned by the world made unremitting efforts to create a new world of his own, in which he was alone.

Rong Qi, who had been labeled a fool, was married off to a crippled man with a predicted short lifespan, becoming the subject of ridicule in the entire city. However, after her marriage, Rong Qi began to assert herself and retaliate against her detractors.

Her parents said, “A fool like you has no place at this important party.”

Undeterred, Rong Qi arrived at the event dressed impeccably. “Who’s the fool now? Did you know I’m the world’s top designer?”

Her stepmother sneered, “You can’t possibly get admitted to the number one college in Leucia, you silly girl.”

But Rong Qi insisted on entering with a book in hand. “I’m not here to study. I’m a specially appointed lecturer.”

Ladies from all walks of life stopped her from entering the operating room. “Stop pretending. You’re wicked. Stay away from Mr. Ye!”

“Shut up, or I’ll shut you up with a single jab!” Rong Qi yelled with a cold expression on her face.

The fool had risen. The people of the city clamored, “Mr. Ye, please keep an eye on your wife!”

“I apologize for spoiling her so much…” Mr. Ye replied.

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