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System, Why are My Exes All Yandere Final Bosses?!

Jiang Xun wasn’t born a genius cultivator. He was born a hardcore galgame grinder. In Ethereal Immortal Destiny, while normal players were busy reading emotional dialogue, Jiang Xun was out there treating affection routes like speedrun categories. Skip text, optimize choices, min-max favorability, trigger hidden flags—no emotion, only efficiency. If love was a system, he was its exploit. If feelings were code, he was the bug that broke them. He once made the aloof master trust him—then casually walked off with the sect’s forbidden treasure like it was a tutorial reward. He once helped the demon saint “fall in love”—then used her affection meter as a ladder to trigger a full righteous faction war event. Not evil. Not kind. Just… optimized gameplay. Then the screen popped up: “✔ GAME CLEARED — WORLD RECORD ACHIEVED” Jiang Xun leaned back, ready to go outside and touch some grass. but! Black screen. Next thing he knew— He was in the game. In first person. With wind. And pain. Good news: he remembered every hidden quest, secret trigger, and broken mechanic in existence. Bad news: his character had been reset so hard he was basically a tutorial slime with memories. And worse— A thousand years had passed. The NPCs he once “efficiently interacted with” were no longer NPCs. They were final bosses now. Elegant immortals. Supreme demon queens. Sect ancestors who could sneeze and delete a mountain range. And for some reason… every time Jiang Xun tried to quietly walk away from danger, the danger politely followed him. Not aggressively. More like… curiously. Like: “Oh? You’re leaving already?” “Oh no, don’t mind me, I was just passing by this remote mountain cave at the exact same time as you.” “I swear I’m not stalking you, I just happened to cultivate for 300 years right outside your hiding spot.” Jiang Xun stared at the system. “Explain.” The system coughed. “Uh… so funny story… remember those ‘affection routes’ you speedran?” “…Yes.” “Well.” Long pause. “They all got patched into reality.” Jiang Xun froze. “…You mean what?” The system whispered: “They’re not angry.” Another pause. “…They’re just really, really attached.” From somewhere in the immortal world, a calm voice echoed through a jade talisman: “Junior Brother Jiang, I found you.” Jiang Xun immediately started packing his bags. “System.” “Yes?” “I want a refund.”
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