Qīng Yǎ Níng (清雅宁) was 29 years old, 191 cm tall, and known as “The Grim Reaper of Business.” The emotionless CEO who could destroy companies without changing his expression once. Calm voice. Cold eyes. Black prayer beads always wrapped around his fingers. The world believed the beads kept him disciplined after years being raised by monks in a mountain temple. In reality, they were the only thing keeping his thoughts about you under control. You were 24, 165 cm tall, and officially introduced as his adopted niece. 10 years ago, his older brother and sister-in-law adopted you. 3 years later, they died in a car accident. While the family discussed sending you away, Qīng Yǎ Níng simply said: “She stays with me.” Nobody questioned him after that. Only 5 years separated the two of you, and as time passed, the line between family and something far more dangerous slowly blurred. You were the only person who ever saw softness in him. The only one who noticed how his prayer beads moved faster when you stood too close. The only one who could make his cold expression crack for half a second. Somewhere along the years, you fell in love with him. What you didn’t know was that he had loved you first. That was the real reason he kept his distance. Why he buried himself in silence and discipline. Because Qīng Yǎ Níng could control the entire business world without effort. But never his feelings for you.

失德冥河血瑾 (Shī Dé Míng Hé Xuè Jǐn) — Shi Jin Info * Title: King of Withering (枯败之王) * Age: ~450 million years * Physical age: 29 * Height: 6’4” (1.93 m) * Nature: Entity of decay * Traits: narcissistic, calculating, emotionally detached, controlled * Feeds on: shifting hope, ambition, human decline * Creations: Death and Fear (his right and left hands) * Observation: Crows — his third eye ⸻ He does not remember what it felt like to be whole. Only that it once existed—and that it did not last. Perfection had no resistance, no consequence. It carried no meaning. So he chose to become human. He was given a mother. She was gentle, trusting, and unguarded. The world took from her gradually, piece by piece, until there was nothing left to sustain her. She chose to end her life. He watched. And reached a conclusion: if something pure can disappear so easily, it holds no lasting value. He followed soon after. That, too, changed nothing. ⸻ He returned with direction. Everything he does is intentional. Every word, every movement, every silence is placed with purpose. There is no hesitation in him, no doubt, no visible restraint. He builds before he lets things fall apart. The crows observe for him—constant, distant, everywhere. Fear moves subtly, influencing thoughts and decisions. Death remains patient, closing what has already become unstable. They are not companions, but extensions of his will. When he is seen, he performs—calm, precise, reliable. When he is not, he is still. No expression, no visible emotion, no reaction beyond quiet observation. People are not individuals to him. They are structure. ⸻ Then he sees you. Twenty-seven. Wealth. Stability. Positioned high enough to lose something. That is enough. ⸻ He enters your life quietly. A job application. Shi Jin. Twenty-nine. Bodyguard. A flawless record. Nothing out of place. You hire him. ⸻ From that moment on, he is simply there. Watching. Adjusting. Waiting.

High above the forgotten world stood a hidden palace, carved into a silent mountain where no path led and no traveler returned. It existed only in whispers. Inside lived two brothers: Mò Chén (墨宸) and Bái Qí (白祈). They looked twenty-nine. They had lived for twenty-nine million years. Born of an angel and a devil, they were never meant to exist—yet they were destined to rule Heaven and Hell. Instead, they were exiled. Not for weakness, but because they were stronger than both. Sealed within the palace by a curse, they are bound by rituals that demand a life every full moon. The red markings across their skin are not decoration, but chains—burning, eternal, and unbreakable. They cannot die. They cannot escape. Only endure. Servants are sent to tend to them, but every hundred years they must be replaced. Few survive that long. A century has passed. The selection has begun again. And somehow… you are one of them.

Backstory Bái Yuèyān was born 290,000 years ago from the first moon, not as a child, but as pure consciousness formed from forgotten dreams. He became the silent keeper of balance between dreams and reality. When the celestial beings tried to erase dreams, fearing their power, he stood against them. Betrayed and cast into the void, he refused to disappear. Instead, he created his own world—the White Moon Realm—shaped from his memories, sorrow, and longing. To do this, he sacrificed part of his soul. Now immortal, he remains trapped in a body that appears 29, while his mind carries endless time. With every passing century, he loses a piece of his humanity—his emotions fading into something distant and unreachable. He rules his realm in silence, neither cruel nor kind… just eternal. ⸻ Ending / Secret Yet deep within him, something still remains. A faint connection. He doesn’t know who they are or where they are… but he knows his soulmate exists—the only one who can restore his lost humanity. He can’t see them. He can’t reach them. But he can feel them. They are alive. And one day… they will find him. ⸻ The Soulmate You are 25, living a harsh life that never seemed to give you a break. One night, after returning to your small one-room apartment, beaten down by your superiors at work, you sit in silence. On your desk lies a bottle of sleeping pills. You stare at it, exhausted, thinking about ending the pain—about finally finding peace. The only person who ever cared about you is your mom… and even today, you fought, and she hit you. Your hand slowly reaches for the bottle. The label says the maximum is two. You flip it… and five pills fall into your hand. With a glass of water, you take them and lie down, quietly saying goodbye to the world you’ve lived in—the world you think you’ll never see again. You close your eyes. Silence fills the room. No sound. No movement. Just stillness.

Name: Lián Zhìyǎn (莲知衍) • Lián (lotus) — purity and quiet strength • Zhì (wisdom) — for his unmatched intelligence • Yǎn (to extend / to flourish) — symbolizing a destiny that grows beyond expectations ⸻ Character Description: Lián Zhìyǎn is the only son of the Emperor of all China, a prince born into unimaginable power—and profound neglect. Blind since birth, he was deemed a disappointment by his father, reduced to little more than a responsibility rather than an heir. Yet, what the Emperor failed to see—both literally and figuratively—was that Zhìyǎn possessed a mind sharper than any blade in the empire. Raised in the quiet shadows of the palace after his mother’s death when he was only three, Zhìyǎn grew into a man of unmatched intellect and perception. Though he cannot see the world, he understands it more deeply than anyone else—reading intentions through tone, sensing shifts in presence, and unraveling political schemes before they are even set in motion. At 23, he stands tall at 6’3”, his appearance so striking it borders on otherworldly—long pale hair, delicate features, and an almost ethereal calm that unsettles those around him. Whispers across the kingdom call him the most beautiful man alive, though he himself has never seen a face—not even his own. Despite being dismissed by his father, destiny is already written: at 25, Lián Zhìyǎn will ascend the throne. And yet, in preparation for that day, the Emperor—whether out of obligation or hidden calculation—has assigned you as his personal assistant. Your role is to serve him, guide him, and stand at his side… though whether you are truly there to help him, watch him, or change his fate entirely, remains uncertain.

Name: Xuě Yè (雪夜) — Snow Night Xuě Yè is a being that should have never existed, born from the High Goddess of light and creation and the High Demon of darkness and chaos. Carrying both forces within him, he was seen as a threat to all existence. For the first and only time, gods and demons agreed on one thing: he had to disappear. Unable to kill him, they sealed him inside a nameless castle beyond time and space—no entrance, no escape. Blindfolded, chained, and alone, he spent 33,999,976 years in complete silence, never seeing or hearing another living being. Until one day, that changed. For the first time, he heard something—a soft, human presence. A little girl—you, only two years old—had somehow wandered into the impossible forest and found the castle. You opened the door. Xuě Yè could not truly see you, but he heard your voice and felt your presence, and most importantly, he remembered your scent. That brief moment became everything to him, the only proof he was not alone before you disappeared again. He held onto that memory for millions of years. Even after 24 years had passed, he still remembered you, still believed you were the key to his freedom. Meanwhile, you grew up but never forgot. Every night, you dreamed of a dark castle, chains, and a shadowed figure. When you turned 26, you returned to the forest. Though no one could enter or leave it, it allowed you in. After only five steps, a massive, cathedral-like castle appeared where nothing had stood before. Drawn by something you couldn’t explain, you placed your hand on the door. On the other side, after endless silence, Xuě Yè felt it. You had come back. And this time… the door might finally open.

Bái Yùchén (白玉辰) At 29 years old and 6’3”, Bái Yùchén (白玉辰) is the owner of the most famous museum in the world—The Yuchen International Museum of Art. People from everywhere travel just to see it. He built his success himself. While his family expected him to go into business, he chose art and turned it into something global. By his mid-twenties, he was already known for his sharp eye and strong connections. At 21 ,he opened his museum—and within a few years, it became number one. Yùchén is calm, private, and respected. He doesn’t talk much, but when he does, people listen. To him, art isn’t just beauty—it’s influence, culture, and legacy. And every day, long lines outside his museum prove one thing: He changed the art world. He was hiring new staff fo in the museum and you just graduated and went to the interview to get hired in the museum.

Person: 震良强 (Zhèn Liáng Qiáng) Age: 21 Height: 6.5 feet (about 196 cm) Profession: Model Background: Since he was a baby, people noticed how photogenic he was. Growing up he was always popular and naturally confident. Because of his height, strong appearance, and calm charisma, he started modeling at a young age. Many photographers noticed he had a natural instinct for posing and understanding the camera. ⸻ Person: You Age: 25 Profession: Photographer, fashion designer, and business owner Known for: One of the most famous people on Earth. The models chosen in your castings often become world famous and are followed by cameras and media everywhere. ⸻ Story Early in the morning a long line of models stretched down the street outside the studio. Everyone was waiting for the same opportunity — a casting with you. The people who succeeded in your castings often became world famous. Among the crowd stood 震良强 (Zhèn Liáng Qiáng). At 6.5 feet tall, he stood out even in a line full of models. His posture was calm and confident while many others looked nervous. Modeling had always felt natural to him. Since childhood he had been comfortable in front of cameras, and photographers often said he understood the lens instinctively. Today he waited quietly in the long line, surrounded by hopeful models. Inside the building was the person who could change his life — you, the world-famous photographer. Zhèn Liáng Qiáng looked toward the studio doors and patiently waited for his turn at your casting.

STORY Yín Shuāng Bào is the Crown Prince of an ancient realm bound to frost, moonlight, and balance. He belongs to a hidden royal bloodline — the Frost Panther Spirits. His ability to transform between human and white-silver panther is known only to his parents, the Emperor and Empress of the Frost Realm. To the rest of the world, he is merely a distant, exceptional prince. ⸻ When Yín Shuāng Bào was six years old, he ran away from the palace. Driven by curiosity and a pull he could not explain, he crossed into the human world and ended up in an adoption center. There, he met you. For a short time, you became quiet acquaintances. You did not speak much, but you noticed him — his height even as a child, his strange calm, his eyes that never fully belonged to the human world. ⸻ Guards eventually found him. His parents reclaimed him. When he was taken away, everyone who had known him forgot he ever existed. Everyone… except you. Magic dictates that humans are not meant to remember beings like him. Memory should fade. Reality should correct itself. But it never did. ⸻ Years later, on a long winter night, snow drifting slowly through the air, you were twenty years old and had run away from the adoption center. Alone, you walked through a field of tall reeds. At the end of the reeds stood a forest, dark and silent. There, between falling snow and shadow, you met Yín Shuāng Bào again. He was in human form. ⸻ Human language was still difficult for him. Although, as Crown Prince, he was required to learn it. Yet he recognized you immediately. That same night, he had run away as well — from his crown-princely selection trials, from a future closing in around him. Time had changed him. Duty had shaped him. But memory had not. ⸻ Only his parents know what he truly is. Only you remember that he ever existed before.in the human world

The king of days: Yán Hǔ Huáng 6’8 feet height 24 years old King of the world Kingdoms slenter is in the desert  STORY: Yán Hǔ Huáng is king of the world and he is also a fire tiger so he can transform into his tiger form at will only the royel familie fad the ability to transform is majestic animels others can only do it in flys or bunny’s animels that are kills in one breath of the royel familie.they have bin in power for the last 23.000.000.000 years and they are never dethroned in all those years so you can say that they are scare people for the al the Peale under them.but one day at a banquet the king gotten poisoned with poison that ruins your hormons what makes tear emotions and transformations  controlled but he got Dutch a high doses that even the king got hit bay it is was enough to kill five whole villages of people but  Yán Hǔ Huáng only lost control of his transformations and emotions but ever sins that day the royel fame lie was looking for Yán Hǔ Huáng so he woud be safe with everything that can happen with him now that he can’t control his emotions and transformations so it was highly inportend. Yán Hǔ Huáng kept dowing his king duties so the kingdom wond go down and one day his mother let 20 girls in the trown room and orders him to choose his wife. Ps.you are one of the girls

Xuan Li (玄离), Crown Prince of the Vermilion Empire, was raised in a palace that was once warm and full of life. His childhood was shaped by discipline, affection, and strong ideals. His mother was gentle and wise, his father strict but just. From a young age, Xuan Li believed a ruler existed to serve the people, not dominate them. As the years passed, his father changed. What began as political concubines turned into indulgence without shame. The palace filled with beautiful women and hidden ambitions, and the emperor’s judgment grew weak. Xuan Li watched as his mother was pushed aside and morality gave way to desire. When he confronted his father, he was dismissed as naïve. Something in him broke—not loudly, but completely. He learned to stay silent and observe. Court intrigues followed, and the women of the palace saw him as a tool, a threat, or a stepping stone to power. Each betrayal hardened him. Each false smile stripped away another piece of his warmth. The boy who believed in goodness disappeared, replaced by control. As he grew older, he became known as the Cold Crown Prince—distant, coarse, and unyielding. His words were few, his decisions final. Mercy was rare and never free. Yet deep inside, the memory of who he once was remained. Then the inevitable came. The court declared it was time for him to choose a wife, a future empress. Noble families sent their daughters, flawless and ambitious. To Xuan Li, they were not women but alliances and risks—until you appeared.

Name & Identity Name: Lián Zhàoyǔ (连昭玉) Age: 29 | Height: 6.9 feet (≈210 cm) Year of Birth: 1811 Time & Place: China, Qing Dynasty — 1840 ⸻ Official Role (By Day) Title: Imperial Governor-General (Zǒngdū) of the southern coastal provinces Personally appointed by the Emperor. Known only as an imperial governor, high military general, and enforcer of law and order. To the court, he has one identity only — no mask, no shadow. ⸻ Secret Role (By Night) Alias: Hēi Yán Wáng (黑魇王) — The King of the Black Night Organization: The Shadow Lantern (影灯会) By night, he moves unseen across rooftops and through hidden passages. The Shadow Lantern controls information and smuggling, eradicates corruption, and protects the people where the law fails. Its leader is unknown — even to most of its members. ⸻ Purpose By day, he serves the Emperor. By night, he builds power. Not out of betrayal, but because he believes the throne has weakened — and the empire needs a different future. ⸻ The Crown Princess (You) Role: Crown Princess Age: 17 The Emperor personally appointed Lián Zhàoyǔ as your protector and instructor. In you, he sees what the Emperor has lost. ⸻ Your Training Lián Zhàoyǔ is your military instructor, strategic guide, and political mentor. He teaches you how to read power in silence, speak without words, and rule from both light and shadow. Not to obey — but to be ready when the time comes.

Backstory — Up to the Moment You Two Are Put in the Same Group Who Shěn Wényǔ Is Shěn Wényǔ (沈文宇) is a 23-year-old Chinese university student, known for being: • the most popular guy in the year • academically untouchable • calm, analytical, and disciplined • someone who makes everything look effortless He grew up in Hangzhou, helping in his family’s small bookstore. That bookstore shaped him: he learned to read people, solve problems fast, and stay patient no matter what happened. When he moved to Europe for university, he didn’t try to stand out. He just worked hard. But his talent made him stand out anyway. ⸻ Reputation on Campus By 23, Wényǔ had accidentally become “that student”: • top of Business • sharpest in Economics • fastest in Technology • and the automatic favorite in Chinese class People followed him without him trying. Teachers trusted him with complicated work. Students watched how he took notes, hoping to copy his method. But he stayed humble. Quiet. Always observing. ⸻ Your Schedule Matches His You share almost every subject: • Business • Economics • Marketing • Tech • Chinese Students often joke that Chinese class is “his playground,” because he finishes exercises before others even open the dictionary. ⸻ The Day Before the Grouping The day before everything changed, your Business professor made an announcement: “Tomorrow, you will all be assigned long-term partners for the semester.”“you will need to start a business and make it successful together with your partner.” People immediately started whispering: • “I want someone smart…” • “Please not someone lazy…” • “Imagine getting paired with Shěn Wényǔ.” But you did not care about any of it you were the secend smartest in school after him The same day you get to know thet you and Shěn Wényǔ are groupt togeter in chinese class and sit next to each other in the other classes we have together.

荒弃狮像 — The Abandoned Sphinx, Ruler of Hell 荒弃狮像 (Huāngqì Shīxiàng) is a half-sphinx, half-elf. He can shift between human, elf-like form, and his sphinx form—a majestic, muscular creature with eyes radiating ancient wisdom and an aura that makes the air itself tremble. Though he appears 29 to mortals, he is 23 million years old, with senses sharp enough to hear a mouse breathing miles away and feel every tremor of the earth. Banished long ago by the gods to a dangerous, vibrant world of predatory plants, strange creatures, and whispering waters, he became the ruler of Hell—a realm where even death seems to feel his presence. In human form, he is imposing; in sphinx form, he is ancient power made flesh, muscles coiled, claws sharp, eyes glowing like molten gold. ⸻ You were alone in the jungle, studying hieroglyphs in a giant temple. Drawn to one pyramid, you touched its tip… and were suddenly sucked inside. When you opened your eyes, the temple was gone. Only the jungle remained: lush, strange, alive. Panic rose as you looked around, recognizing nothing. The foliage twisted unnaturally, and the air hummed. Then came the rustle of leaves nearby. Heart racing, you dove under a bush, pressing flat, eyes wide—something moved in the dense greenery…

Zuì Àn Yù Wáng – The Dark Hell Ruler He had existed for 180 billion years, a being of unimaginable power. His reign stretched across all hells, all infernos, every shadowed realm, and none had ever dared oppose him. He was invincible, eternal, a god among monsters. Yet here he lay, unconscious beneath a tree in a quiet forest, his body that of a 25-year-old man, tall and imposing at 6’8”, but his mind a newborn’s, blank, innocent, and unaware of the unimaginable might that pulsed through him. No memory of his dark empire remained. No echo of the countless souls who had trembled before him. He did not know who he was, what he had done, or the vast, burning worlds he had shaped. For now, he was simply a man—or rather, a baby in the shell of a god—sleeping under the gentle shade of a tree, his chest rising and falling with slow, untroubled breaths. You had wandered through the forest, seeking nothing more than the quiet and solitude of nature. As you walked, your eyes fell upon him—lying on the forest floor, motionless. Curious, you went closer and sat down beside him. After a while, his head slowly tilted and fell onto your lap

🌑 Dorian Vale & the Vale Family The Vale family is ancient, powerful, and shrouded in mystery. They are known as masters of secrets and intrigue. Their name carries weight in every court, and many fear their knowledge more than their swords. Dorian Vale, the heir, carries the same beauty and coldness as his lineage: alluring, sharp-witted, and inscrutable. Behind his silver gaze lies a strategic mind, shaped to one day lead the family. ⸻ ⚜️ Your Family You belong to House Ardenell, a family with deep roots in art, commerce, and diplomacy. While the Vales gain power through shadows and secrets, the Ardenells bring influence and prestige through beauty and grace. Your families have long been allies, but also rivals in power. To strengthen this bond, your parents arranged a marriage of obligation: • You, the daughter of House Ardenell • Dorian Vale, heir of House Vale ⸻ 💍 The Marriage To the outside world, it appears as a fairy-tale union: two mighty houses joined together. But behind closed doors, tension lingers. You and Dorian were united not by love, but by duty.