Simultaneous Transmigration: We Share a Role-Playing System

Lu Suo couldn't say he didn't care about the situation with the Cursed Spirits, but he certainly didn't care at all.

After all, his original purpose was simply to wait for the right opportunity, use those self-proclaimed New Human fools to seal Gojo Satoru, the Six-Eyed, and then instantly refine the True Person in order to open the golden age of spell magic in his heart.

But after discovering the reincarnation of Jintian Jinglong—Locke, an existence that was completely beyond his expectations after a thousand years of planning, what surged in his heart was not only extreme obsession, but also a wavering that had never occurred in his thousand-year plan—he even began to question himself whether everything he had planned up to this point was still necessary.

His lifelong pursuit was to witness the myriad possibilities of magical power, to be fascinated by the magnificent era of magical arts a thousand years ago, and to hope for another exhilarating battle between dragons and tigers, to see the strongest emerge from the fray, break free of their cocoons, and become the strongest among the strongest.

But now, he has actually glimpsed that ultimate strength.

Kam Tin King Lung?

Kam Tin King-ryong.

Kam Tin Gyeong-ryong!

The name lingered in his mind, and with each recitation, he felt the awe-inspiring nature of its existence, its domineering presence, its unwavering confidence, and its extraordinary stature.

Being able to ensure his soul remains unaffected through repeated reincarnations and to reclaim his former power at any time, he possesses far more than Lu Suo himself and Tian Yuan, and has the right to choose.

To live another life if one wishes, to sleep as one wishes—that is the true strength, the strength that possesses absolute freedom, the strength that encompasses all possibilities.

What are Six-Eyed, Tengen, Ryomen Sukuna? They're not even a hair on Nishikida Keiryu's head. Only such a powerful figure deserves his waiting for a thousand years.

But why is it that such a strongman has no suitable opponent? To be invincible for a lifetime, the days without an opponent must be painful. Nishikida Keiryu must be in great pain.

As Lu Suo traveled along the road, the curve of her lips was twisted to the extreme, almost tearing her cheeks apart, while hot tears uncontrollably welled up in her eyes. In the end, she completely lost her composure and broke down in tears—the tears were so overwhelming that even her nasal cavity was filled with clear tears, which mixed with the wetness in the corners of her eyes and flowed down her jawline in a disheveled and frantic manner.

He was obsessed with the myriad possibilities of magic, eager to witness the most magnificent scenery firsthand. But when this existence, which he once regarded as the pinnacle of possibility, truly came into view, what surged in his heart was a deep and heartfelt sympathy for Nishimada Kyōryū.

How could such an astonishing existence be without rivals? Since its birth, it has shattered the peak, never tasted defeat, and has never had an opponent. This aloofness is far greater than that of Gojo Satoru, and its loneliness is even more piercing.

He was able to find a worthy opponent for Gojo Satoru in the golden age of magic a thousand years later, so that the long-awaited battle between dragons and tigers would come as scheduled. But when it came to Nishikida Keiryu, despite his thousand years of planning and countless methods, he was ultimately helpless—he couldn't even find an opponent who could match him.

How lonely he must have been! Even though he had lived for over a thousand years and had Tianyuan by his side, Jintian Jinglong could only guard this unparalleled peak, forever alone, year after year, until eternity, until the end of his soul.

Humans are so dissatisfied. Even Lu Su, after seeing the pinnacle of his pursuit, even the highest scenery in his imagination, was nothing more than the existence of Nishikida Keiryu.

But even now that he has seen it, he is still not satisfied. He wants to see even more beautiful scenery, he wants to see the sky above the top of Kam Tin King Lung, and he wants to see Kam Tin King Lung have a worthy opponent to climb to the top together.

But he couldn't do it. He clearly realized that the gap between people could be so great that they could only look up to them. In any case, someone like Jintian Jinglong was invincible, like a god descending to earth.

Lu Suo lay sprawled on the ground, his knuckles pounding the hard earth frantically. His hoarse roar shattered the surrounding silence as he screamed hysterically:

"Damn it—! Why is this happening! I witnessed something beyond everything, I sensed an era of magical arts far exceeding a thousand years in the making, why! Why does my heart ache so much! Why!!!"

Overwhelmed by resentment and bitterness, he was nearly consumed by anger. With bloodshot eyes, he cursed the heavens and earth, himself, and Jin Tianjinglong, who had caused him to lose control of his millennia-long plans and emotions.

This curse, imbued with a thousand years of obsession and bound by countless unresolved grievances, suddenly burst forth from the depths of his heart, using earth-shattering power to violently shake the very foundation of the world's magical power.

From that moment on, a curse was formally formed between heaven and earth, forcing Jin Tianjinglong to find a true worthy opponent. And deep within Jin Tianjinglong's sealed memories, there was only one person who could be considered his sole and only opponent in this life.

He was the only opponent in his era who could stand at the same level as him, and the one he was determined to defeat—a sorcerer with extraordinary talent who was determined to overthrow the entire world and wreak havoc.

Demon King Onijuro.

From that moment on, the being known as Demon King Kijuro was born. Born as a cursed spirit, Demon King Kijuro understood his current situation the moment he opened his eyes.

"Resurrected as a demon? Such a lowly demon indeed! Humph! I refuse!"

The demon Onijuro used his cursed power to shatter his still-forming body, and with his incredibly powerful soul force, he flew over the entire country, attempting to find his bloodline descendants.

Unfortunately, he couldn't find it no matter what he did, and could only blame it all on the fact that his bloodline had been severed.

However, he eventually found a suitable vessel—a collateral member of a sorcerer family who was mistreated and utterly despised because of her female identity.

This woman's mind was already twisted. She brazenly sacrificed thirty-seven innocent lives to perform a forbidden curse and complete a devouring ritual, thus taking the power of a powerful cursed spirit for herself.

After that, she deliberately sought out a man with remarkable talent in sorcery, forcibly forged a bloodline to conceive a child, and sealed the power of the sorcery spirit into the child in her womb without diminishing it.

She harbored the most insidious scheme: once the child was born, she would devour her own offspring to complete an ancient forbidden ritual, thereby shattering the inherent boundaries between life and death, man and curse, and seizing the supreme curse power that transcends all.

The demon lord Onijuro saw through her at a glance. In an era where curses were fading, this woman's plan was nothing but a pipe dream. Yet, at this moment, it revealed a faint glimmer of hope, which she could use to gain a powerful curse.

But so what? Even so, in the eyes of the demon Onijuro, this power is nothing more than a drop in the ocean.

So he gathered his soul and forcefully took possession of the stillborn fetus in the woman's womb, and without any teacher, he comprehended the principle of bondage.

At the cost of all his powerful strength as a cursed spirit, he made a pact with this lifeless fetus, exchanging identities in exchange for a complete human body.

The next moment, inside the uterus, the demon residing in the fetus suddenly opened its eyes and revealed a strange smile.