Blind Leek

As the owner of an ordinary bookstore, Ling PingAn’s biggest wish was to muddle through life and do absolutely nothing. 
 
However, customers that were right in the middle of their pubescent crisis kept visiting his store in the dead of night.
 
For the sake of his business, Ling PingAn had to mimic their childish tones, sparing no effort to promote the books in his store.
 
When he finally managed to sell his books after going through a great verbal tug-o-war, each and every one of them said that they don’t have money, and that they wish to use various tools that were seemingly divine artifacts as pledge.
 
Looking at these customers, Ling PingAn could only agree to them resignedly.
 
But little did he know that every single book that these customers purchased from him had altered in appearance.
 
“Secrets of Cosplay” became “Lower Abyss Research Report”
 
“Stellaris: Settings for Synth Ascension” was in fact “Gospel for Synthetic Beings”
 
What’s more, in the eyes of these customers, he was actually a horrifying ruler of Diablos, an indefinable entity that held the reins of all realms.
 
In this regard, Ling PingAn said, “I’m not, I didn’t, don’t talk nonsense.
 

I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

"Another 'me'?"Ling pingan lowered his head and muttered to himself.

"I finally know why there's a 'traitor'..."

"I also finally understand why the 'traitors' hate me so much!"

Ling Ping'an had once wondered why there were monsters who dared to resist or even betray him as their master.

The monsters split into two factions.

One faction supported him, while the other faction was taken away by the 'other him'.

Something terrible must have happened in between.

Ling Ping'an didn't dare to think about it.

Because once he started thinking in this direction, then he would definitely know the truth.

And the moment he knew the truth, he would definitely become a real monster.

At that time, even if his humanity still existed.

He would also inevitably destroy this world.

Enlightenment