Chapter 1 Time Travel

Yan Sheng opened his eyes and saw only pitch blackness all around him and corpses scattered all over the ground. A gentle breeze blew by, carrying away the particles of the disintegrated corpses.

A corpse...? Yan Sheng raised his hand, staring blankly at the knife in his hand. So sharp, it's obviously someone "I" killed.

The dark clouds dispersed, and under the moonlight, Yan Sheng saw half of his face reflected in the blade.

She had long, jet-black hair with red ends. She had almond-shaped eyes with double eyelids and long eyelashes. Her skin was fair, and a red mark, like a flame, adorned her forehead, making her look increasingly familiar to Yan Sheng.

Who? This isn't me, is it? It looks somewhat like me, but it's definitely not. Yan Sheng frowned slightly. He felt his memories were in complete disarray, and just thinking about it gave him a headache.

"Lord Yuezhu, the Lord summons you back."

A crow flew over and landed steadily on Yan Sheng's arm, nuzzling him as it spoke. Then it stared intently at the man before it.

"good."

Yan Sheng answered instinctively, his face expressionless, but his heart was deeply shaken.

What's talking? Wow, it's so cute rubbing against me, but why can crows talk?

The crow received its command, spread its wings, and flew away. Only Yan Sheng remained, his mind still racing. Silence returned, and in his daze, Yan Sheng belatedly realized he was supposed to meet someone.

Wait, who am I seeing? I don't know the way! (Erkang gestures)

"Ding—, Supporting Role Playing System 1008 is at your service!" Yan Sheng heard a clear, youthful voice.

"?system?"

Yan Sheng is a semi-socially savvy person. Although he's not involved in any fandoms, he enjoys reading comics, novels, and anime in his spare time. To put it simply, with so much pressure, shouldn't he be able to relax by reading something unrealistic? Therefore, he knows everything about systems.

"So now, I've traveled through time?"

An unfamiliar place, unfamiliar faces, and a system. Yan Sheng felt that there seemed to be no other explanation besides time travel.

"Yes, dear! You've been transported to the wildly popular manga Demon Slayer on Earth!" The boy's voice was light and cheerful, with a hint of Taobao accent.

"...So I'm now Tsugikuni Kokusatsu?" Yan Sheng hadn't forgotten what the crow had called him earlier. Based on Yan Sheng's understanding of this manga, there was only one person in Demon Slayer who was called the Moon Pillar from beginning to end: Tsugikuni Yoriichi's older brother, the founder of Moon Breathing, Tsugikuni Kokusatsu.

"Yes, dear! By the way, dear, you'll be turning into a ghost in a couple of days, so you should prepare in advance!"

"So fast?! Does this mean I transmigrated here to replace Kokushiro Iwakatsu and achieve my dream, leveling up to become number one!" Yan Sheng exclaimed excitedly. In the novels he used to read, it was always like this: the protagonist transmigrates into a supporting character and then rises to the top. Moreover, this body's setting was already third in the original work; with some effort and a bit of cheating, wouldn't it be a sure thing to be number one?

Yan Sheng likes to be number one and wants to be the best at everything. It's unclear where this obsession comes from. He's not crazy about getting first place, but given the opportunity, he still likes to be number one.

"No, dear, you're here to follow the plot. Due to a bug, the death time of Tsugikuni Iwakatsu's mark was brought forward. There was really no other way, so we had to ask you from a parallel world to come."

1008 mercilessly poured a bucket of cold water on Yan Sheng, making him feel utterly chilled and understand what it meant to be completely disheartened and exhilarated.

"Send me back," Yan Sheng said expressionlessly. Was this a joke? He'd always lived a life of luxury, consistently achieved top grades, and excelled at everything he did. Why would he want to be involved in a doomed scenario? He'd never suffered such humiliation before.

"No, dear, you're already dead. You died suddenly because you were too energetic." 1008 dealt Yan Sheng another heavy blow without any mercy.

"I..." Yan Sheng never expected that he would die from overworking. It was all because that guy stole first place in the last competition, forcing him to cram and stay up all night. Actually, Yan Sheng wasn't a petty person, but the main problem was that the guy said during his acceptance speech that he admired Yan Sheng the most, which made Yan Sheng so angry that he didn't sleep well for several days and stayed up all night cram like crazy, determined to win next time. The result was sudden death. It's true that staying up all night is bad for your health.

"And your body has already been cremated. So you have no choice but to accept it. But don't worry, just follow the main storyline and the details don't matter. Once you get past the final chapter, you will be reborn no matter what."

Who burned my body so quickly? Couldn't they have tried to save me? How vicious! Yan Sheng really wanted to thank that person's ancestors for eight generations!

"There's nothing we can do about it, so be it." What could Yan Sheng do? His original body was gone. He'd just try to survive by following the plot for now, and deal with the rest later. Since he was already dead anyway, maybe he could try living a different life.

"As long as the main plot is generally correct, it should be fine, right?" Yan Sheng was still a little uneasy; it was better to clarify these things.

"Don't worry, dear. Our system rules are well-defined, and there will never be any malicious changes made on the spot. However, there will be some task guidance to help you get familiar with it as soon as possible. Of course, there will be no penalty for not completing these tasks."

"Alright, as the saying goes: life is mostly unsatisfactory. Anyway, there's no other way. It's better to live a miserable life than to die. Let's get started." Yan Sheng waved his hand.

"Okay, dear. Now I will transmit to you the memories of Jikuni Iwakatsu and reorganize his body functions and techniques."

As soon as 1008 finished speaking, Yan Sheng felt a sharp pain all over his body, as if someone was pressing him against a board of needles, and his head was also pressed down by a large number of memories, causing the veins to bulge.

"Old Six, I @#%#".

Yan Sheng suddenly felt that living wasn't particularly interesting anymore. It hurt so much, it hurt so much, damn the YD system. Yan Sheng gripped the knife handle tightly with one hand and clutched the fabric of his clothes to his chest with the other, struggling to support his body, which instinctively wanted to bend over, while panting heavily.

Finally, as Yan Sheng felt the pain subside, his entire body was soaked in cold sweat, his undershirt sticking stickily to his skin. At the same time, Yan Sheng felt an unparalleled familiarity with both his own body and the knife in his hand. All his memories were exceptionally clear, including some that Ji Guoyan Sheng himself might have forgotten.

"Dear, the first mission issued now is: return to the Demon Slayer Corps and meet the Master." 1008 said softly. It sensed that Yan Sheng was not in a good mood at the moment. It was just an intern system and was a little nervous about its first job.

A pale blue transparent light screen appeared in front of Yan Sheng, displaying the following:

Main Quest

Maintain the original main storyline (not yet enabled).

[Prerequisite Tasks]

1. Meeting with the Demon Slayer Corps Master (Incomplete)

"Okay, I'll go right now."

Yan Sheng, no, now it should be called Jiguo Yansheng. He quickly straightened his clothes, which he had just rummaged through, and after confirming that everything was in order, he set off towards the location he remembered.