Recent content by ZVH

Note: I made a Re-write The desert stretched endlessly beneath her, painted in hues of orange and gold as the sun hovered lazily near the horizon. From her seat by the window, Yang Xiao Long let her head rest against the cool glass, her lilac eyes narrowing slightly as she watched faint...

The green-haired girl clearly hadn't expected Steven to do something like this right in front of her. But, she didn't try to stop him. Instead, she simply stood there, quietly watching alongside him as Gladiia turned the cloaked man into a pile of shredded flesh. "You didn't have to do that."...

"Holy shit, cat head!" The moment Steven saw the girl, he couldn’t stop himself from blurting out a rather impolite nickname. It wasn’t his fault. Back in that fishing village, he had already noticed how the villagers all had some avian characteristics. That naturally led him to wonder—...

"How do I know you won’t just kill me the moment I tell you everything?" Seeing that Steven was finally interested, the cloaked man felt a wave of relief. As long as there was still something to talk about, there was still room for negotiation. "Hmm… that depends on whether your information...

Seeing someone still alive after losing their head was a first for Steven. Naturally, his curiosity was piqued, which was why he hadn’t finished the job. However, despite Steven’s words and the sword piercing through its shoulder, the "corpse" lying on the ground remained motionless, as though...

The earth spikes erupted without warning. If it were anyone else, they’d probably be impaled instantly—skewered like a kebab before they even realized what happened. But Steven? He merely glanced at the incoming spikes, his expression caught somewhere between disappointment and pity—as if he...

To be honest, Steven had no idea where this place was. Nor did he know why this guy was targeting Gladiia. Hell, he didn’t even know who this cloaked bastard was. After all, he was only here to see some bloodshed. But there was one thing he did understand— The guy in front of him was a red...

With a guttural, beast-like snarl, the monstrous creatures obeyed the cloaked man’s command and charged out from the shadows, encircling the defenseless girl inside the church. Their grotesque, half-human, half-fish faces were covered in unnatural crystalline growths that jutted out from their...

Near the Iberian coastal village, there stood an old, dilapidated church. Time and the salty sea breeze had left their marks on the building. Ever since the catastrophe that swept across all of Iberia, few had set foot in this place. When mere survival had become a luxury, faith had lost its...

Steven glanced at the minimap in the top right corner of his vision, but he didn’t see the small green dot that represented Gladiia. That meant she had likely already moved far away from him. Luckily, the Minimap Mod wasn’t limited to just a minimap. With a simple thought, a full-scale map of...

Fortunately, Steven’s actions weren’t any less effective just because their principle was simple. If anything, the young Inquisitor standing beside him was completely dumbfounded. In less than a minute, the endless swarm of terrifying creatures—once as vast as an ocean—had been reduced to...

Steven really wanted to refuse this "nice guy" card she was giving him. He wasn’t exactly an evil villain, but in this day and age, being a good person wasn’t easy either. When you could have a gun pointed at you at any moment, it was far more comfortable to be a bystander than a hero...

Just as Steven had said, after Irene understood the significance of his words and led him and Gladiia out of the village, the swarm of black, menacing Sea Terror immediately changed direction and began chasing after them. Along the way, Steven was almost excessively well-behaved, which made...

At some point, the small village had become packed with bizarre-looking monsters. They crowded together, cutting off all escape routes, and some had even climbed onto the rooftops. The constant rustling and squirming noises filled the air, emphasizing just how massive their numbers were...

"Who are you?" Even though he had already considered countless possibilities in his mind, the man addressed as "Sir" by the young female Inquisitor still chose to ask directly, looking toward Steven for an answer. Steven, who had been absentmindedly rubbing Gladiia’s little head, finally...