Lahat ng Kabanata ng No One Survives This Game Looking Pretty: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

"What nonsense are you spouting, you ingrate?" Mom screamed, slamming her palm against the table. "Julian can't even bring himself to kill a chicken, and you expect him to fight a monster? How vicious can you be?"Dad frowned in obvious disapproval. "It's one thing for you to act like a brute every day, but when your sister's life is on the line, you're throwing a tantrum? Pick up your damn blade and get out there now!"It was a blatant show of favoritism, yet for the first time, I felt absolutely nothing. I had already died for them once. Whatever debt I owed them had been repaid with my life."I told you I'm not doing it." I rose and walked straight toward my tiny room. "Millie brought that monster on herself. If you're so worried about her, you kill it."With that, I slammed the door shut behind me. Outside, Millie's sobs intertwined with Mom and Dad's furious curses. Then came Julian's fake calm voice as he played the peacemaker."Uncle Sam, Aunt Elaine, don't be angry. Gabrie

A few days later, I was grinding monsters nonstop in the Public Exploration Zone. With the experience I had accumulated from my previous life and my enchanted cleaver in hand, I cleared everything by myself.In the end, I slaughtered more than a dozen low-level creatures alone, earning a massive amount of points and valuable loot.When I returned to the Safe Zone plaza carrying a bag full of spoils, I happened to see Julian surrounded by a crowd. He had apparently hit the jackpot today.Inside an old, abandoned chest in the Public Exploration Zone, he had found a High-Tier Healing Scroll, a rare item capable of restoring severed limbs.The surrounding players were drooling with envy, but I knew better—Julian could never keep something like that.Just as I expected, a powerful female player walked over.She had a face covered in scars, a massive greatsword strapped to her back, and a reputation as one of the Safe Zone's most notorious veteran bullies. Everyone called her Scarface.

Three days later, the System's shrill alarm echoed through all of Safe Zone."Warning! C-Rank advanced raid, Crimson Art Gallery, will begin shortly. All eligible players, please prepare for deployment."I got fully geared up, secured my cleaver at my waist, and strode into the teleportation circle. A flash of white light engulfed my vision. Soon, the thick stench of blood hit me like a wall.When I opened my eyes, I found myself standing inside a dark, eerie art gallery. Grotesque paintings adorned the walls. Some of the frames were even oozing thick, black blood."Welcome to the Crimson Art Gallery."The System's emotionless voice rang in every player's ears. "Players, you must do everything to survive for three days and remain alive until the final event, the Art Appreciation Gala. Good luck."I swept my gaze across the room. There were more than 20 players in this raid. Almost immediately, I spotted a family huddled together in one corner—Mom, Dad, and Millie, now missing an

At the stroke of midnight, the players in the lobby had all drifted into uneasy sleep.Without making a sound, I rose to my feet. I avoided everyone's line of sight and climbed up the spiral staircase, making my way to the sealed studio on the top floor of the gallery.This was the forbidden zone of the raid, also known as the lair of the final boss.I pushed open the heavy, carved wooden door. The studio was thick with the suffocating smell of oil paint mixed with rotting flesh.A towering, grotesquely twisted figure stood with his back to me. It was frantically painting on an enormous canvas made of human skin.He was Van Nova, the Mad Painter.Hearing the door open, Van Nova spun around. He had no eyes, nose, or mouth, only a writhing mass of bloody flesh. "Fresh… materials…"He let out a hoarse roar and charged at me, raising an enormous paintbrush carved from human bone.Instead of drawing my weapon, I calmly placed five of the Boneblood Pigments I had risked my life to

Below the stage, Millie and our parents stood frozen like statues. They never imagined that the mighty Samara, whom they had placed all their hopes in, would use Julian as a human shield.Now, the pure and noble Julian was writhing helplessly on the stage like a hideous parasite."Julian! Oh, my Julian!" Mom screamed and tried to rush onto the stage to pull him back.Julian had already been driven insane by fear and betrayal. With the only hand he could still move, he grabbed onto Millie's remaining arm and held on with all his strength—not that he was targeting her, but because she was the nearest to him."Let go!" she screamed in unbearable pain. "You monster, let go!"His face twisted viciously. His voice was hoarse and gnarly as he snarled, "It's because of all of you useless, poor people! If you weren't so incapable, I wouldn't have needed to suck up to that woman!"You guys did this to me! Go to hell, all of you!"He dragged Millie toward the painting with madness, trying