[BL]-[R18]
Ru, the final clone of an ancient king, never begged for immortality or the power he obtained by biting the devil’s heart. All he ever wanted was to become a rock star, to lose himself in the music and the clamor of the crowd. However, in a world where demons, vampires, and eternal beings coexist, normalcy is an unattainable luxury.

When Ru is forced to participate in an interdimensional apocalyptic show, he consumes a mysterious blue elixir and changes into the Joker—a wildcard player in a deadly game. Trapped in a house with remarkable individuals such as a foxy ninja, a vampire dollmaker, a lycan monk, and others, Ru must choose between collaborating with these strangers to avert the apocalyptic world or fighting for his own survival.

As alliances change and secrets emerge, Ru is drawn to Jazz, a mysterious witch hunter with a dark past. But in a game where trust is a liability and love is a weakness, can Ru afford to relax his guard? Will the apocalypse consume them all?

[SYSTEM]-[MAGIC]-[SHOWBIZ]-[MYSTREY]-[ISEKAI]-[YAOI]-[WEAKTOSTRONG]-[ROMANCE]

The Baddest

He should have been looking at a shitty imp... 


They played hide and seek for a while. Over there, a few moments ago, in this room. 


"A six-year-old murderer, unbelievable." 


"It was obvious you would do this, psychopath kid!" 


"But he was a demon," Ru whispered innocently. 


"I am not psychotic. I am a musician with strong intuition. It was a demon, not a human, and certainly not my friend." 


Although Ru claimed otherwise, all medical reports said he was unconscious when he fatally injured the boy. 


Lirui Xiaolian, or Ru for short, was locked up in a juvenile detention center and sent to the hospital for treatment. He was fortunate. Ru was slender, and his scissors were petite. His friend was just a year older. He managed to survive, at least for the moment. 


"Poor Daddy," said the girl with the lollipop; she had been crying for days. So much so that she had given up candy, and the ants were grateful to her. 


"Our father will never get out of jail. If he does, he will be tried in adult court and sent to prison," said the rider girl. 


The chubby warrior covered her mouth with cupped hands. "Don't jinx it! Our daddy is very talented this time. His music will save him; just watch." 


"This kid is the best seed ever. Almost the same as our dad. But remember, music couldn't save our Daddy," the queen-crowned girl said. 


"Okay, then here's what we're going to do," said the girl with glasses. "We'll heal his friend." 


"Oh, that's a good idea! Let's do it now," the lollipop-less girl said eagerly. Then she suddenly stopped and bowed her head. "But we have no healing powers." 


"We do, actually," the queen-crowned girl said, showing the others the evil smile formed on her face: "It's just that our healing power requires some sacrifice, that's all." 


"Oh, no. Please, let's not do this," said the one with the glasses, quickly realizing the trouble they were about to get into. 


"We will do it because we have to," the crowned girl said decidedly, adding, "If we don't, the child will die and our dad will spend the rest of his life in prison like our real dad. But if we do, our dad will survive, grow up, and free our real dad from prison. And remember, this is how Planet Earth can be saved." 


Only the girl with the glasses knew what to do. The others, impressed by the words of the crowned girl, had already given their consent. 


"But," the girl with the glasses asked in a low voice as she prepared to emerge from among the flowers, "Which one of us?" 


The crowned girl turned to her smile and said, "I give you the honor of choosing the stupidest." 


The glasses girl who was called Four Eyes grinned and pointed to one of them. The one she pointed to without hesitation was the clockmaker. 


"Uh, what happened?" asked the clockmaker, unaware of what was happening to her. She could not understand why the Queen was embracing her so tenderly. 


The Guilty Child