The World of Twelve

You passed through a forest, ten thousand trees swaying and singing in welcome.

"Gou Xiujin, I'm stuck in a tree hollow! What do I do?"

A cry for help came from nearby.

You waved Xu Ling'er away.

Then—

"Perfect chance, I'm going in!"

Wiping away your sweat, you were about to continue onward when you suddenly saw trees appearing ahead, every single hollow stuffed with a person.

Or something humanoid.

"Ah, this..."

You fell silent for a long while and began identifying them carefully.

Based on factors such as shape, size, color, and more, you determined who was who.

"So this is Bilibili, huh."

You swam through another stretch of deep-blue sea and felt a water spirit slipping in through your trouser leg, wrapping itself around you.

A moment later, a stream of pure water silently swam back out through your trouser leg, except it had been stained with a faint white.

"Yes, I just love hiding white paint inside my pants."

You crossed a range of mountains when the peaks on both sides suddenly merged into a narrow cleft in the sky, trapping you between them.

By the time you struggled free, you were drenched in sweat from head to toe.

"This is getting a little too bizarre."

You entered a Gothic dark castle. At its center sat the Great Demon King.

Gong Ying sat high above, writing in her little diary.

"Once, this palace was the Holy Maiden of a sect, above one person and below ten thousand. Yet for that man, I did not hesitate to fall into darkness and become the end of all things!"

"Wait, wasn't she actually a Holy Maiden?"

"This is the end of everything, the edge of the universe, the beginning of primordial chaos!"

Gong Ying said blandly, "You