Novel & Cerita I Became A God In A Horror Game Novel

Princess Ara suddenly began crying, "It's not what you think. He's a lot more scarier than you think. He sacrifices people for a god that no one has ever heard of. Miyon citizens have this religion that worships the King as the vessel to the Dark Lord (god). This is the reason he is called the Dark Lord. The sacrifices make him grow stronger. I witnessed him grow stronger once someone is sacrificed. It was the most horrible thing anyone could witness." Ara began shivering and she seemed lost in her thoughts. She seemed terrified by the things in her memories. Yuna shook her out of her nightmarish thoughts, "Princess, don't be scared. No normal human can grow stronger from murdering someone.

*Then the room went soundless, all there are Taso and Elaine' voices speaking* I'll tell you the truth My name is the same, Tasoshi says but my identity you do not know, actually I am a God who was transmigrated here. What? You're a god, then you know everything in the entire universe, right? Yes, what do you want to ask? I'll ask you these, do you know who gave me my holy sword? Yes! And such a simple question It's my little brother The god of affinity Alpha saya. What do you mean your god, why is there another god? Ok then I'll tell you everything, there are 10 universes in the entire multiverse right now we're in the

Then, he looked up, eyes bulging in horror, to see who's foot he had stepped on. It's Dionysus. Son of the Sky god himself. Yeojoon freezed. Is there something in his face? He surely is not angry anymore. Embarrassed is what comes to his mind at the moment. The guy, who stacked up the boxes and, with a shaky hand, pushed them to the side blinked twice. Did he do something wrong for the latter to be so afraid of him? "...Are you alright?" "Oh. Yes, Sir. I'm good. I'm sorry for stepping on your foot, Sir." The man replies, his voice is high pitched and unnatural unlike earlier.

I was always sick as a kid. My parents were desperate. They’d try anything. So they got me a bunch of "guardian angels." Next thing I know, I'm set up and tossed into a horror game. Turns out, Medusa is my godmother. The ghost girl? My childhood playmate. And the final boss, a vampire? He's my fiancé. The first time we met, I was in a blind panic. I tripped and fell right onto his chiseled chest.

Pages curled and blackened, their neatly printed logs unreadable as the ink boiled away. Code‑threads snapped, flailing like severed nerves. The pen in my hand hummed higher and higher, a pitch just on the wrong side of hearing. My lungs seized as if the static were in my chest, my heartbeat counting down the last chapter. My body couldn’t hold it. My mind couldn’t parse it. Something gave. Not in the system. In me. A sense of self—Willa, Author, bus girl, horror writer, dead woman, almost‑living again—tore loose from its anchor and flew, dragged along on the shockwave as the pen punched through the center of the Game.

“Oh, so you won’t come out? Fine. Then I’ll smash all your d*mn flowers!” He stormed forward and stomped the flowers into pieces. At that moment, I suddenly remembered something Lucas once told me. In horror games, players who refused to participate usually died horribly. Back then, I thought he was just making up stories, but it seemed like maybe I really should’ve believed him. “Sir, wait, don’t–” Before I could finish my sentence, the crushed flowers suddenly regenerated. On top of that, they grew larger and larger until the enormous petals swallowed the man whole. A scream rang out, and then silence fell. All that remained on the ground were two severed limbs and a pool of blood.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself inside a game world. The title "Family of Four" screamed wholesome parenting sim to me. I quietly looked around at the other players who had entered with me. A lot of them were terrified of this new environment, and several men were cursing loudly. Among the crowd, a veteran player named Mike Bates started explaining the situation. "This is an infinite horror game. The only way to clear it and revive is by getting an SSS rating. Otherwise, you will be killed by the boss." "How do you even get that kind of rating?" a college girl asked.

"You and that AI assistant of yours - the Earth Killer - you wrote the code to that game." He turned to Miaka with a grin. "And it's name? The Alpha Gods. The game is called the God of all Alphas" Miaka laughed. "Of course it is." They would need to access the main computers, but it was worth a try. If they could complete the entire game, following the narrative that the code wanted to play out then maybe, just maybe, the Earth would go back to how it had been before all of this mess happened. "Maybe we can fix the Earth. Is it worth a try?" she asked Kai.

on earth? And the fear and respect you had gained from all men," that was not the first time she saw her, but she was always showing up more attractive and friendly, but today she called her Morolake, instead of her real name, Itanforiti, the only daughter of the Akeregbe the foolish kind of black land and the peace land, she had never held any weapon, or be part of any military training, one who can not even face his brother, how would she had possibly defeated kingdoms, the goddess shouted " pursue them and beat the hell fire out of them, she did not knew how, but she ran so fast and caught up with them, she attacked and beat them up, till they all ran to palace with fear, she looked up a