The Villain's Little Sister is Spoiled by the Male Lead - Chapter 78: How Are You Thinking

Char lived alone in the closed beta test of “Fantasy World” for thousands of years. He had already experienced 177 data wipes. In this span of time, he had already successfully charmed all of the NPC beauties, challenged all of the bosses single-handedly, gathered all of the divine weapons and used hundreds of methods to complete the online game as though it was a replayable console game. Just as he was losing the ability to differentiate whether he was a player or an NPC, the public beta started for “Fantasy World”. As such, a player who was even more terrifying than a boss was born.

He was just an ordinary orphan.At least he thought he was,That was until some group claiming to be the Hero Faction tried to recruit him for being the inheritor of a lost bloodline.

When twenty-one-year-old horror novelist Arden Vale catches her boyfriend cheating with her sister Lira, she runs into the street and is killed by a mysterious bus. She awakens aboard Bus 000, trapped in The Deadline Game a deadly survival competition where 47 recently deceased souls must fight through seven nightmare stations for a chance at resurrection.Each station is based on Arden's own published horror novels, forcing her to survive the monsters she created. Partnered with Kael Draven, a dead soldier who looks exactly like the man she secretly loved and lost two years ago, Arden discovers she possesses The Codebook a mystical notebook where anything she writes becomes reality.But as players die and stations grow deadlier, Arden learns the horrifying truth: Kael isn't real he's a construct born from her guilt and grief. Her sister Lira orchestrated everything for revenge. And The Conductor running the Game is Arden herself from a future timeline, trapped in an endless loop of death and resurrection.To escape, Arden must sacrifice her memories, confront her darkest secrets, and make an impossible choice: rewrite reality and save Kael, or destroy the Game forever and condemn them both to oblivion.Some deadlines end in death. Hers became eternity.