The mastermind behind this started by creating a strange story

The mastermind behind this started by creating a strange story

Author: Zhonglu Twelve

Summary:

Pure behind-the-scenes writing, group portrait drama

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Reborn in Tokyo, Japan, creating ghost stories from scratch.

Legends of vampires circulate in the city, fishermen keep silent about sirens, and archaeologists are excited about the traces of the existence of dragons.

Extraordinary people appear one after another, the dark night of the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons arrives, and all the extraordinary phenomena in the world originate from the arrival of that person.

"The ordinary world is extremely monotonous. I just added some spice to it." Shen Kong said silently as he looked at the world that he had ruined.

Chapter 1 Rebirth in Tokyo

Japan, Tokyo, Foothold District.

A small groan was heard from a small roadside bookstore called 'Qidian Bookstore'.

"Hmm~, my head hurts..."

In the inner room of the bookstore, a thin figure was slowly leaning against the table and sitting on a bench.

Judging from his appearance, he was not hurt at all, but he was holding his head in a daze.

"Have I traveled through time?"

The previous moment, Shenkong had just closed his eyes, feeling his life slipping away. The next moment, his head was suddenly hit hard. When he opened his eyes, he saw the scene in front of him.

【Ghost stories blend into this world (0%)】

[Number: 100]

【create:】

[Note 1: Numerical values ​​are used to create strange stories. The more powerful the strange stories are, the greater the numerical values ​​are required. The more the strange stories created are integrated into this world, the stronger their strength will be.]

[Note 2: The values ​​are generated by the system infiltrating this world. The deeper the impact of the strange stories created by the system on this world, the more values ​​are obtained. If the created strange stories die, the spent values ​​will be recovered, because the values ​​obtained by the strange stories will not disappear. ]

[Note 3: The ghosts created by the host will be absolutely loyal to the host, and the host has absolute power over the ghosts' life and death. At the same time, the host and the ghosts share all abilities. If the ghosts die, the abilities acquired by the host will not disappear.]

"This is..." Shen Kong widened his eyes. Although his head was still confused, he was still shocked.

Speaking of which, time travel and rebirth is not a very rare thing. After all, there are so many time travelers now, and one more or one less will not make much difference.

What Shen Kong didn't expect was that he would actually travel through time one day, and when he traveled through time, he also had the system.

Shen Kong sat on the chair and relaxed. He couldn't help but lie down on the table with his arms supporting his head. His mind was in a mess.

After lying there for several minutes, Shenkong finally sorted out his confused memories and understood his situation.

Although he had just traveled through time, he was not a fool. After all, after he had received the memories of the original owner, these extra memories could not be false.

The original owner had not died before he traveled through time and space. He was considered to have been reborn by taking over another body. The original owner's soul had already merged with his, and the fact that he had acquired all of the original owner's memories was proof of that. However, this body was still controlled by him.

All that was left of the original owner were memories that had no effect on him at all. But it was just as well this way, at least he wouldn't feel unfamiliar with this world after traveling through time.

This world is very similar to his previous life. It should be a parallel world of his previous life. As for why he came here, no one knows.

"Maybe because I'm the protagonist?" Shenkong smiled lightly.

No matter what, it is a fact that he has lived a new life and also obtained this system, which means that his life is destined to be extraordinary.

As for whether anyone would discover that the original owner had been replaced, this should be impossible. Not to mention that he obtained all of the original owner's memories, even the original owner's social relationships would be impossible.

The original owner's parents died in an accident when he was in high school, leaving him only this bookstore as an inheritance. The original owner also dropped out of school because of his parents' accidental death.

Back then, the original owner fell into autism because of his parents' accident, and he had to live by guarding the only bookstore he had left. So many years passed, and the original owner was still autistic until Shenkong took over his body.

"What a pitiful autistic child! But it's convenient for me. With your social connections, I'm afraid no one would know if you suddenly died one day."

The original owner was also called Shenkong, which made Shenkong happy for a while. At least he didn't have to change his name. Although there was an extra surname, he didn't care and it was not a big deal.

Although it's a bit embarrassing to say it, Shenkong is actually a person who can make the best of things, and he quickly accepted everything.

It is now around five o'clock in the afternoon. This bookstore is located in a relatively remote area, so there have been few customers since morning. After thinking about it, Shen Kong decided to go out and take a look at this world that is about to be ruined by him.

After pulling down the shutter door of the bookstore and locking it with the key, Shenkong walked out with ease.

Standing area, Senju Street.

Houses of neither high nor low are arranged in a jumbled manner, electric wires are crisscrossed in the sky, straight streets separate the houses, and bustling crowds of people walk densely on the streets.

The time when Shenkong goes out is exactly the same as the time when ordinary companies get off work. Although Japan advocates overtime, the number of people leaving get off work at this time is still not rare.

While wandering around, Shenkong saw a group of office workers with bitter faces, or senior office workers who were in a hurry and carrying briefcases.

Fortunately, I didn’t travel through time and space to become a corporate slave, otherwise it would have been a nightmare. Thank you, unknown existence, thank you for your kindness.

Shenkong thought silently as he looked at the crowd of people hurrying by.

As we walked, the crowd in front of us suddenly grew larger and gathered around a building. Although the crowd downstairs was not very dense, there were still quite a few of them.

The building is about seven or eight stories high, and such buildings are not uncommon in Tokyo, but what is different is that there is a person standing on the top of the building.

Although this is not a rare thing, although Japan is a developed country, compared with other countries, there are many people committing suicide. Therefore, it is also called the "suicide superpower" where 100 in every 1 people commits suicide.

In this era, although Japan is not the country with the highest suicide rate in the world, its suicide rate is still relatively high in the world.

There were quite a lot of onlookers downstairs. Although suicide is not uncommon in Japan, who doesn't like to join in the fun?

People who don't like to join in the fun only exist on the Internet. After all, no one can refuse to add some spice to a boring life.

Most of the people gathered downstairs were holding up their phones to take pictures, as if this was a rare and beautiful sight. There were also a few people who were hurriedly calling the police.

When he got closer, Shenkong opened his eyes and could see clearly that the person standing on the roof was actually a 'JK', a female high school student.

"Go ahead and jump! Why are you standing there?!"

"That's right. We've been waiting for more than ten minutes. Are you going to jump or not?"

"What are you doing! Someone is about to jump off the building and you're still making trouble! Do you have any sympathy?"

Shen Kong was a little dazed when listening to the sounds nearby. It turned out that the girl had been standing there for more than ten minutes and seemed to be still hesitating. It seemed that she still wanted to live.

But before Shen Kong could think too much, the sound of a police car rang out. The crowd who heard the sound was stunned and the atmosphere suddenly became excited.

"If you want to jump, jump quickly..."

"Cowardly, a waste of time. I think she just wants to put on a show and attract attention..."

"Are you going to jump or not? I've been waiting for you to jump for more than ten minutes."

"What are you hesitating for? Aren't you ashamed? Jump now!"

The arrival of the police car seemed to make the group of spectators anxious. They shouted and instigated, and were anxious.

Hearing these words, Shen Kong seemed to see the girl's body shaking. The figure that was still hesitating suddenly opened her arms and leaped downstairs.

"Yeah...!"

"Haha, it finally jumped. It's worth it that I waited for so long."

“Yes, the video is very clear, hahaha.”

A few people around let out shrill screams, but some people burst into laughter, and some of the onlookers even had satisfied smiles on their faces.

Seeing a living person jumping off a building in front of them, the onlookers felt differently.

Although Shenkong didn't scream, he didn't laugh either. He just watched it all calmly, as if he was an outsider watching a twisted drama.

Chapter 2: Creation of a Vampire

Looking at the figure falling rapidly to the ground like a wounded bird, Shenkong's brain began to think in this short period of time.

Although his system did not require that the created ghost stories must be transformed by people from this world, it seemed that it was also possible to create them out of thin air, but the ghost stories created out of thin air were far inferior to the transformed ones.

The people of this world are transformed into ghost stories. They already have a certain understanding of this world, and they are inextricably linked to this world. After gaining power, they will definitely be able to influence this world more than ghost stories created out of thin air.

Besides, the reason this girl jumped off the building must have been something that happened to her. People with their own stories are more valuable for transformation than those who do nothing. At least they will not remain mediocre after gaining power.

They were forced to jump off the building. If they survived, would they return to their unfortunate past lives as if nothing had happened?

Bang~

A muffled sound brought Shenkong back to reality.

Looking at the figure lying in a pool of blood, Shen Kong no longer hesitated, because the opportunity was now or never to be missed.

Although the number of suicides in Japan reaches five digits every year, the chances of encountering something like today are not high.

As for what kind of weird story to turn her into? Shenkong had already thought about it.

………………

Yoko Onodera felt that her life was like a big joke played by fate on her. Although she was only a high school student, she felt that she had seen through the ugliness of human nature and that the world was forcing her to die.

She was an orphan and grew up in an orphanage. At a young age, she had to work to support herself. Two years ago, she was a student who had just entered high school.

After leaving junior high school, she was originally faced with the youthful high school campus life. She herself has outstanding looks and intelligence, and if nothing unexpected happens, she has a promising life.

When Yoko Onodera was fantasizing about a beautiful and sweet romance on campus, she didn't expect that it was her outstanding appearance that brought her nightmares.

No one in the vast crowd came to her rescue, and Yoko Onodera, who had nowhere to turn to for help, had her last psychological defense line collapse.

So is there any point in living in such a bad world? Thinking about her own experience, Yoko Onodera decided to commit suicide.

So after school, she went straight to the top of the building, but when she saw the tall buildings, she backed off.

When the crowd saw someone on the rooftop who seemed to be about to jump off the building, they gathered densely. Seeing that her behavior had attracted so much attention, Yoko Onodera seemed to have a little hope in her heart. Maybe, someone would finally pay attention to her...

However, what she never expected was that during the more than ten minutes she waited, not only did no one in the crowd try to dissuade her, but instead everyone mocked, encouraged and instigated her. This made Yoko Onodera completely despair. Indeed, this world was not worth living in.

Without any more hesitation, she took that step and fell to the bottom of the building.

boom!

Finally, a dull sound brought Yoko Onodera back to reality. She felt waves of pain all over her body and felt the warm blood flowing through her body. The lost blood also took away her vitality.

Just as Yoko Onodera was in a trance, she quietly felt her consciousness falling into darkness.

Suddenly, a beam of light pierced through the boundless darkness, pulling her consciousness into a Gothic castle.

The cold atmosphere hit me in the face. The luxurious black marble floor was not stained with a trace of dust. The dark red carpet extended along the ancient staircase to the upper floor. The crystal chandelier in the middle of the hall did not emit any light. Only candles flickered around. The bright red candle oil dripped slowly along the smooth table. There was a faint smell of blood and a strong sense of oppression all around.

Is this hell? Yoko Onodera looked around in confusion.

"This is not hell, this is my castle." A voice came from behind Yoko Onodera.

"grim Reaper?"

Yoko Onodera turned her head to look at the source of the voice, and saw a handsome and tall man slowly walking towards her. His delicate facial features were feminine and elegant, and his deep and distant blood-red eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

The faint light lightly passed through his long silver hair, and the subtle glow gave his eyes a harmonious color.

"I'm not the god of death, you can call me Dracula." The mysterious man in a dark suit said slowly, his voice was low but with an indescribable charm.

Dracula! Vampire! Yoko Onodera was stunned. Isn't this a character from a movie or TV series?

Before Yoko Onodera could think too much, the man in front of her who looked like a vampire spoke again.

"Do you want to live?"

Although Onodera Yoko didn't know why the other party asked her this question, she still laughed bitterly and said, "Is there any reason to live in this miserable life?"

"Misfortune? All the misfortunes in this world are due to the lack of ability of the parties involved."

"If I grant you the power to change your own incompetence, and give you the power to change this unfortunate life, are you determined to live on?"

Hearing this, Yoko Onodera's heart moved. If she had the power to change this terrible life, would she have a different life?

But is this possible?

Ha~

Yoko Onodera smiled sadly, her unfortunate life had already forced her to jump off the building, what was there to hesitate about!

"Maybe. How bad can this unfortunate life get anyway?" Yoko Onodera responded in a low voice.

Dracula said nothing, but slowly hugged Onodera Yoko in his arms. He leaned forward and said, "I will give you strength."