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At five years old, Inia had a warm, loving family. Like any other child, she lived a simple and blissful life.
Every now and then, some grubby “outsiders” would lose their way and stumble into her dollhouse. She always welcomed them with open arms. What puzzled her, though, was why her new friends would start trembling head to toe and sweating buckets the moment they saw her family.
What Inia didn’t know was that, in the eyes of those “outsiders,” the scene before them was so shocking it sent their SAN values plummeting.
In the [Mechanical Ascension] instance, the hell-level boss who had driven countless players to collapse—and whom no one had ever defeated—was, unexpectedly, a two-headed “male mom” with remarkable cooking skills. Whenever he looked at Nia, a virtual blush would bloom across his electronic screen of a face, as though he couldn’t resist her cuteness.
The cruel, temperamental vampire grand duke of [Nightmare Castle], who toyed with players as if their lives meant nothing, was actually a doting older brother figure who loved sewing clothes for Nia and her little dolls—and even let her braid his golden hair.
The cold and merciless fallen goddess of [Night of the Fallen God] couldn’t stop herself from smiling like a doting aunt whenever she saw Nia, her frosty, elegant voice softening without her even realizing it…
And that snake-tailed boy who loved slithering through the shadows—his face perpetually cold, yet always quietly stealing Nia away to play on the snake slide—wasn’t he the notorious young villain from the [Cold-Blooded Aberration] instance?!
Even the Nightmare Mother from [Cradle of Dreams] and the Queen from [Hive Crisis] were nothing more than doting aunties in Nia’s eyes *(^▽^)*.
A player stepping into the boss’s lair: “Thanks for the invite. I’ll just go reincarnate now (RIP).”
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It was said that among the countless horror dungeons, there existed one true safe house. Its master was a sweet little girl—the only dungeon boss who showed players genuine kindness.
Those who respected her, kept her company, and made her happy would be rewarded with treasures beyond measure.
But the greedy ones who dared to harm her would be swallowed whole by the nameless abyss lurking behind her.
Over time, tales and rumors about Inia and her dollhouse spread far and wide. Veteran players often warned newcomers—never, ever speak ill of the little girl in any dungeon!
New players didn’t understand, until they saw some foul-mouthed idiot get chased across the map by monsters, vines, or robots, drawing the wrath of every boss at once…
Someone please help—every single boss in these instances is absurdly obsessed with their little sister!
To players, Inia was the little jewel in the monsters’ hands.
But only the monsters knew that the day the little girl appeared in this chaotic world was the day their lives were touched by the most precious spark of hope.
Guide for Readers
- A daily-life, heartwarming child-raising story with a touch of infinite flow, not hardcore.
- The main plot follows the bosses raising a child from the moment of her birth—not starting at age five. The excerpt in the blurb reflects a later point in the timeline, not the beginning.
