However, the first person to leave the game, Willy, did not see the real world he had been looking forward to, but instead found himself in a pure white space, with everything around him isolated from him...
This damn sense of familiarity.
"Please release control of my system first. Although it previously belonged to the main god, it has now abandoned darkness and embraced the light."
Vili sighed softly.
"Host! What happened?!"
As if in response to his words, the system's voice quickly sounded.
"Nothing serious, it's just that the world consciousness... has descended again."
Clearing his throat, Vili began to speak.
"Is there something you need? Have you also done some calculations and concluded that if I went to the real world, this world would be destroyed?"
He had no idea when he had acquired this ability...
The consciousness of this world seemed to be very taciturn. After Vili waited for almost three minutes, it finally spoke.
"……No."
"It will not be destroyed."
"Then you..."
Vili raised an eyebrow.
"It will not be destroyed, but it will collapse."
This world consciousness is like someone who has just learned to speak; words are uttered one by one, and it takes a long time before they can continue a sentence.
Willy waited quite a while longer before finally receiving an explanation.
"My energy is mostly invested in the game world, but less in the real world."
"The real world is imperfect. Your power is strong. It is not."
"..."
Although His words were fragmented, Vili understood His meaning.
The gist is that the real world cannot currently accommodate the soul of the great magician Vili; if he were to leave, it would be no different from destroying the world.
As if sensing his disappointment, World Consciousness spoke a little faster.
"I will try my best. You go and have fun first, then come back."
Willie simply sat down on the ground, his shoulders drooping, looking very frustrated.
The world consciousness fell silent, suddenly remembering the teachings of its predecessors.
The next second, a familiar power surged into Vili's body, like a cascading waterfall, washing over his limbs and bones.
Although he wanted to gain some benefits, the sheer amount of primal power was completely beyond Willy's expectations.
"Stop, stop, stop!"
In the end, he even took the initiative to call a halt.
"Aren't you going to stop using your power to repair the world? You've given me so much."
The world consciousness fell silent for a while, as if it were organizing its thoughts.
"Here you go, this is good stuff. You have to come back and play."
Does it matter whether I come back or not?
Vili suddenly realized something.
"Deduction, if you don't come back, the protagonist will run. The supporting characters will run. The villains will run."
"..."
This world consciousness clearly had read all sorts of novels, and what was even more terrifying was that Vili could perfectly match the characters He spoke of with the people in his own memories.
"Okay, okay, I got it."
"I will come back."
When he said this, Willy's tone was filled with deep weariness.
At first, I just wanted to escape a man. How did I end up with so much debt?
He even began to doubt whether his initial choice was right or wrong.
No, it must all be a global problem!
Next time, next time he will definitely make Il choose a more normal world!
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"The transfer procedures have been completed for you. You can go and register after the start of the semester."
The moment Willy opened his eyes, he heard the middle-aged man's unquestionable voice.
He opened his eyes and found himself kneeling on a straw mat, with a low tea table in front of him. On the wall opposite him hung a brightly colored and finely detailed painting, depicting grotesque monsters of various shapes, as if they were about to burst out of the paper at any moment.
It should be the height of summer, with cicadas chirping incessantly outside the courtyard, but this ukiyo-e print somehow brings a chill to the bone.
A calligraphy scroll hangs on the wall, its bold, flowing characters reading "Tranquility leads to far-reaching influence."
After looking around, Willy moved his stiff legs.
The man opposite him was sipping hot tea. Through the rising steam, he saw Willy's actions and frowned in displeasure.
"Your shallow view is unreasonable! After spending so much time abroad, have you forgotten all the manners you were taught since you came back?"
Even though he hadn't yet grasped the plot, his single sentence revealed a great deal of information.
Willy ignored him, stood up, dragged over a cushion from a short distance away, and sat down.
The two seemed to be having a conversation, but there wasn't even a cup of water in front of him, let alone tea.
Ignoring the man's continued lecturing, Vili tapped the system.
"Il, what's going on?"
"Host! I'm here!"
If the scene in one's mind could be visualized, the system would surely appear amidst a shower of flowers.
"We are now in 21st-century Tokyo, in a manga called 'Yumimi Kitan'."
As it spoke, it presented the relevant information to Vili one by one. Vili quickly scanned the information and understood the meaning of the terms the system was using in the next second.
“Comics…” Willie flipped through the pages of the book, looking at the black and white figures, and raised an eyebrow with interest. “This format is quite interesting.”
In his original world, although there were painters, they painted classical oil paintings with rich colors. He had never seen a "storybook" with such simple and clear lines before.
Vili suddenly felt more favorably disposed toward the new world.
"Yumami Kitan" is a shonen manga that combines passion, youth, battles, and fantasy, with the main plot revolving around a school called "Kimi no Kitan Academy".
Although this school is located in modern society, it does not teach ordinary courses, but focuses on the study of traditional folklore and ghost stories, making it a "special school".
However, that was only on the surface.
In fact, this school trains a special kind of talent called "Evening Masters".
The term "Yumi-shi" originated in the Heian period of Japan, initially as a branch of Onmyoji (Yin-Yang Masters), and has gradually evolved to its current state. It has quietly risen to prominence as the former declined in modern times.
If Onmyoji are dedicated to maintaining the balance of Yin and Yang and dispelling evil spirits, then Yumishi are their opposite.
"Evening View" is taken from the time when demons appear at dusk.
Strange monsters spawn from stories passed down orally, and people's beliefs give them flesh and blood. The Yumishi were originally a type of ghost story, but now they want to become creators.
The Yumishi form contracts with other monsters from ghost stories and draw power from them. They are not righteous peacemakers, but rather beings that are neither purely good nor purely evil.
The highest honor for a Night Watcher is to become the ruler of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons.
This comic features three main male protagonists, and the main storyline revolves around their competition and growth.
It took Willy some time to finish the book. The afterglow of the setting sun slanted across him from the window, and the chattering middle-aged man, as if tired of talking, finally disappeared.
The premise is indeed novel and interesting, but...
"There is no original owner in this story at all."
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