Twelve-Winged Dark Seraphim

1 drop of blood = 1-Up
Other people game overnight, I game overnight and bleed.
Ever since the dimensional storms descended upon Earth, numerous dimensional zones have appeared, bringing with them all kinds of dimensional creatures—Immortals, Buddhas, Devils, Angels, Elves, etc.
Yet, all these strange dimensional zones can turn into dungeon instances on my phone. Other people risk their lives adventuring, I spend all my time gaming.
Monsters drop dimensional crystals that boost stats, imbue new skills, and join me as Companion Beasts. These Companion Beasts fight alongside me or alone, augmenting me with their skills and strength. Rare monsters in real life? I'll just restart the game with a drop of blood to grind it.
I really need a blood transfusion.

Let Me Game in Peace

CKtalon

"My home… Facility…" The woman's expression turned odder.

Zhou Wen gazed at her and knew that there was indeed something wrong. How could anyone describe their world as a world without gods?

No matter how different the two worlds were, they would have some detailed descriptions and not say things like a world without gods. This sentence itself made Zhou Wen find it odd.

This didn't seem like something a human would say. It was more like an answer preset by a machine.

The woman was clearly not a machine, so why did she answer the question like this?

"What do you remember?" Zhou Wen stared at the woman and asked.

"I remember that my husband and I were very loving… We had a daughter… But she wasn't very healthy… And my world… I remember… I remember…" The woman became incoherent.

Zhou Wen could imagine her current feelings. If it were him, he might have collapsed as well.

Truth and Illusion