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The Beloved Granny of the Death Game Chapter 9
I patted Chloe’s icy hands and ruffled the pale hair of the hungry little boy.“Let me tell you all a story. Back when I was still living in the village like a regular person…”I started my tale.I told them about the freezing winters in my small village, the cozy warmth of my little house, the big barrels of pickled vegetables, the lively feasts during the New Year, and the daily gossip of neighbors…I even talked about how I scrimped and saved to send my adopted boy to school, watched him get married, and dreamed of holding my grandkids someday…It was nothing thrilling, just the ordinary ups and downs of life.The ghosts were mesmerized.Chloe forgot the cold and snuggled closer.The hungry little boy forgot his hunger and propped his chin up on his hands.The poltergeist stopped being grumpy, quietly squatting in a corner.Even the banshee forgot to cry. There was a glimmer of hope in her swollen, red eyes.“Being human isn’t so bad, huh?” Chloe asked in a soft voice.“
The Beloved Granny of the Death Game Chapter 8
Well…Perhaps it was better just being the kindly old granny.My big floral coat seemed brighter again, and the familiar, benevolent smile graced my face.It was almost like that one-hit, ultimate-boss moment from before had just been a hallucination.“Granny!”“Granny!”Voices from below, panicked and urgent, bounced off the walls.I leaned over and peeked down.Oh my goodness!The whole dormitory building was lit up. The greenish-blue glow was a little off, but nearly every single window was wide open!The frost wraith, Chloe, floated to the front. Her little face was wrinkled with worry.The Hungry Dead clutched his precious empty bowl. His drool threatened to spill from the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were full of concern.The banshee had stopped crying, sniffing and staring upward.The Poltergeist was holding some random rusty pipe, looking ready to charge up and tear the building apart…There were also the Hanged Ghost, Shadow Sneak, Pipe Phantom…A whole th
The Beloved Granny of the Death Game Chapter 7
“Oh my God! What the hell are you?! You undead old hag!”Scar Face and Big Eyes shrieked.They were acting like rats scalded in hot oil, tumbling and scrambling toward the edge of the rooftop in opposite directions![Wait, what kind of boss is Granny?! She made one of them disappear by just pointing at them!][Holy crap! One point, and they’re ashes?! What kind of boss level is this?! Even the S-tier final bosses aren’t this brutal!][Granny! Look at me! I swear, if I ever enter this dungeon in the future, please protect me! I’ll even donate my family’s pickled cabbage!][Skinny Monkey: I died so fast! I didn’t even get to say my final words!]The remaining two screamed and howled as they ran.“Granny! Granny! Please! Spare us! We were wrong! We’ve learnt our lesson now!”“Have mercy! I’ve got an 80-year-old mother and a toddler at home! I don’t want to die!”“We meant no harm! The ghosts made us do it! Please spare our lives! We’ll work for you like slaves!”Their gut-wrenc
The Beloved Granny of the Death Game Chapter 6
The three players did not even glance at me. They were too eager to bask in the glow of victory!Just as the white light of level completion was about to envelop them…Something snapped!A gaunt yet terrifyingly strong hand shot out, grabbing all three of them by the wrists just as the light was about to swallow them!My body, which should have been split in two, stood up in the most unnatural way imaginable from the pool of gore it was lying in.My severed head did not spray blood. Instead, like two pieces of a magnetic puzzle, it snapped back together with a solid click.My skin, bones, and veins stitched themselves back together instantly. There was no scar, no hint of damage.Then, right in front of the three players, who were staring like they had seen a ghost…Creak! My head spun a full 360 degrees!I swung my head to face them, revealing my wrinkled, weathered face under streaks of gray hair.My lips curled into a grin that was not exactly human.“Little punks! Who di
The Beloved Granny of the Death Game Chapter 5
Some of the remaining players were scheming.Day seven.There was one day left to beat the level.The last three surviving players exchanged glances and sidled toward me.“Mrs. Wade! Mrs. Wade!”The one with big eyes put on a fake smile.“We found a spot. It looks like there might be a clue to finish the level! But it’s dark, and we’re scared. Could you lead the way?”My old eyes squinted, but I did not see through their scheme.I figured that I would help if I could. I followed them toward the rooftop.The moment I stepped onto the last stair, before I regained my balance, Scar Face and Skinny Monkey lunged from either side, wrenching my arms tight.“Hey! What are you doing? Let go!”“What am I doing?”Big Eyes’ fake smile vanished instantly.“You old hag! You call yourself the granny of the dormitory. You’re so up your own ass!”Scar Face growled along, “Yeah! You’re buried up to your neck in dirt and won’t be alive for much longer! You might as well do something useful
The Beloved Granny of the Death Game Chapter 4
His throat no longer made that beastly growling noise.Instead, it turned into a huge, wet gulping sound.My actions once again shocked those who were watching the live broadcast.[You’ve gotta be kidding me. Granny’s cooking in a horror dungeon?][Pickled cabbage and potato stew! Holy crap, I can smell it through the screen! That’s insane!][Wait, did the Hungry Dead’s drool just… turn clear? It’s not bloody anymore?][Help! Why am I actually getting hungry watching this? That can’t be right!]The pot kept bubbling until the potatoes turned soft. The broth boiled, and the rich aroma filled the room.I stirred it with a cracked old spoon, scooped up a steaming mouthful, blew on it, and held it right under the boy’s nose.“Look at you, drooling all over the place! Eat it while it’s hot, don’t just stand there gaping.“A full belly’s the only way you’ll grow strong!”The boy snatched the spoon right out of my hand. He did not even care that it was boiling hot. He shoved the wh
