Only After I Was Reborn Did I Realize That I Had Childhood Sweethearts Chapter 370: Call Me the Warrior of Love

Recently, aside from financing negotiations, i Fang’s workload as an executive had lightened, allowing him to focus on building the reputation of the Ximilu project team while pursuing his own gaming dreams.

He wanted to create a troidvania-style ga.

As the genre’s na suggests, this type of ga draws inspiration from classic console titles like troid and Castlevania.

The gaplay revolves around a sprawling, interconnected 2D world where progress is gated by obstacles—doors, barriers, or environntal puzzles—that can only be bypassed after acquiring specific items, tools, weapons, or abilities.

These upgrades not only help players overco tougher enemies but also unlock shortcuts, secrets, and reasons to revisit previously explored areas.

By tightly integrating storytelling with level design, troidvanias encourage exploration and experintation through ticulously crafted stages and responsive controls, imrsing players in their roles.

Compared to sprawling, budget-busting 3D open-world action RPGs, troidvanias offer a compact yet richly detailed “world in a box,” often yielding critically acclaid indie gems.

Among these, the Ori and Hollow Knight series stand out—renowned for their stunning visuals, evocative soundtracks, and ingenious level design.

In his past life, i Fang was a devoted fan of the genre. Now, with so many unrealized gaming regrets, Hollow Knight‘s perpetually delayed sequel, Silksong, haunted him most.

Though Team Cherry hasn’t launched their Silksong crowdfunding campaign yet, I’ll track them down eventually.

With breathing down their necks, they won’t dare pull another delay!

Beyond publishing, i Fang also envisioned his own troidvania original.

After settling into her room, Guo Yun headed to the penthouse suite to “audience” with i Fang, who was diligently blow-drying Xia Yuan’s hair.

“Take a seat. Youxi’s still showering—we’ll chat once she’s out.”

“Got it.”

Guo Yun sat quietly, phone in hand, ignoring the couple’s sweet nothings.

Xia Yuan, nestled in i Fang’s lap, flushed at the voyeuristic thrill of their display.

“Ah Fang… maybe I should dry it myself?”

“Relax. Sit still.” He nipped her ear. “Be good.”

“Fine!”

Though Lin Youxi’s “dating ga” frad the rivalry between her and Xia Yuan, i Fang often had to step outside his NPC role to maintain balance.

Xia Yuan’s earlier performance had paled next to Lin Youxi’s dominance. Despite their equal standing, Xia Yuan’s “all bark, no bite” personality left her secretly bruised.

By pampering her now, i Fang signaled that Lin Youxi’s tactical victories hadn’t skewed his affections. Youxi, having secured the substance, could afford to yield the appearance—she doted on Yuan Yuan too.

The downside? It risked casting Xia Yuan as the “daughter” of their trio.

But hey—

Yuan Yuan seems to enjoy it!

Mhm…

Xia Yuan elbowed him as he finished. “Behave! Yunyun’s right there.”

“You’re the one who—”

He nuzzled her fiercely just as Lin Youxi erged from the shower, towel-drying her hair while scanning the room.

“Ah Fang, where’d you put my—? Oh. Yunyun’s here.”

Guo Yun instantly covered her eyes. “I-I saw nothing!”

“You’re a girl too. Why the shyness?”

“But what if Zhang Ming walks in?”

“He won’t. He’s terrified of being alone with you two.”

“Why? ?”

Lin Youxi smiled. “I was his horoom monitor. Makes sense.”

“Anyway—” i Fang hoisted Xia Yuan off his lap and beckoned Lin Youxi over. “Get dressed first, then I’ll dry your hair.”

“No need.”

Without hesitation, Lin Youxi plopped onto his lap, flashing a smirk over her shoulder.

“Ooh. Still warm.”

“From !”

Guo Yun, red-eared, deeply regretted her premature arrival.

Should’ve waited longer…

Once everyone was presentable, i Fang pulled up his design doc.

“Our troidvania needs an ani aesthetic with Soulslike elents.”*

“Souls gas? Like those brutal PS titles?” Xia Yuan groaned. “Too hard! I suffered.”

“Difficulty breeds discourse. Don’t sweat it yet.”

i Fang continued, “By ‘ani aesthetic,’ I an our protagonist should be a moe girl—preferably a white-haired loli shrine maiden purging calamities.”

“She sounds fragile. You expect her to brawl like a Souls knight?”

Having co-op’d Demon’s Souls with i Fang, Lin Youxi grasped the dissonance.

“Hence the workaround: Stand chanics for combat and interactions.”

“Like JoJo?”

“Basically.”

i Fang nodded. “The story’s dark—a lifeless kingdom where a revived shrine maiden, aided by a naless knight, purges corruption to free trapped souls, turning them into allies.”

“But she herself struggles against the corruption’s toll, risking a ‘fully eroded’ bad end—avoidable via true ending triggers.”

“Wow. Ah Fang’s twisted.”

Xia Yuan shuddered. “How heartless!”

“Peak ani edge.” i Fang grinned. “Call the *Warrior of Love.”

This project’s core drew from Ender Lilies, a ga he’d been playing before his past life’s abrupt end. Though modest in scope, its potential—supercharged by i Fang’s resources—could far surpass the original.

Moreover, it aligned with his Yuan Project—

To deepen Xia Yuan’s involvent in his ventures, Yuanxia Music would return to its roots: ga soundtracks.