Romans & histoires I Became God In A Horror Game

Heaven versus Hell, the kind of thing that only happens in video games was now happening to me. Kora saw my stress and took me by the shoulders and looked me in my eyes, “You know what to do, Abby.” I nodded my head, “Possess the Gods.”

Theo and said;" sorry young boy about that, as you see i'm an old man sometimes i used to misstep" "misstep", as Theo muttered the word and said to the old," it's ok" and looked at the spoil food and gets up to walk to his house he heard the old man saying:" here take this as an apology, i guess this doesn't value too much, take this and forgive this old man". Theo looked at the thing in old man hand as he can clearly see it was an book, who know because of that book a man whom all the cosmos will fear be created that day.

It was as impressive as it was terrifying. My eyes continued to shamelessly scan him over. His head was almost shaven with only very short midnight black hair that gave him a tough exterior. There was an evident pleased smirk playing in the corner of his mouth and as I met the deep green-blue color of his eyes with my own I gasped. It was evident that this was the god Enosos, the god witch my mother had bargained with. The whole thing filled my with dread but also with curiosity. He beamed of passion and excitement as he his eyes only focused on me. He clearly had enjoyed my ogling.

"You will remain here." The streets below were home only to ghosts and shadows now. The people were cowering in whatever safe haven they could find, whether it be the claustrophobic aisles of a department store or the dark back room of an office. Anywhere was better than the bubbling mire outside. The heat from the burning blood would not affect the deity who once walked in his own volcanic Eden. Nor did it affect the creatures he crafted but it certainly made their way more taxing. Isaac watched as a soft haze encapsulated the God's body and slowly, he began to fade, glowing translucent and glorious.

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.

HE observes the creations of HIS creation and in total amusement knowing that the perfect plan of ‘HIS’ is starting to bend in the haywire of events ‘HE’ never expects. “Now, now, now. What move will you take this time with our mini-game, OPHIUCHUS.” Drawing a sinister smile as HIS rose-colored eyes illuminated in a neon pattern in the dark, HIS childlike façade and innocent mask leave him to enjoy and witness the game the pretentious GOD set, all for the only thing IT should not do. Just or not, no one should play with life and death. “Let us see just where will this put you my dear first creation.”

Before he disappeared, he gave me a sober look before leaving one last remark, "Inpatient Department." It was only then that I realized daylight had spilled through the windows of the room. The sky was brightening. "The flow of time inside the game is different from what it is in real life. During the day, it is safe in the game, but that also means no clues will show up since anomalies only appear at night. The longer we stay in the game, the shorter the day becomes until the eternal night eventually takes over. We’ll be stuck here forever when that happens. "We haven't introduced ourselves yet. I'm Aaron Meyers. I can tell you’re very competent. I think we can team up and beat the game tog

I’m the heroine in an erotic story. My specialty? Turning anything hot or cold into something steamy. On the first day I landed in a horror game, the boss told everyone to choose how they wanted to die. I smiled and said, “I’ll take shortness of breath, trembling legs, glazed eyes, and… pleasure so intense I die from it.” Boss: “???”

[Welcome, players, to the SSS-level horror dungeon: Office Tower Urban Legends. [Dungeon rule: Lying is forbidden. Anyone who lies dies instantly. [Starting players: Ten. [Clear objective: Figure out why everyone in this building lost their memories. Restore all memories to beat the dungeon. [All ten players confirmed. Seven days left until New Year's Eve. Clear the dungeon before then. [Have fun.] A cold, robotic voice crackled in my ear. I had literally just finished sending in a vacation request, and the next second, I got dragged straight into a horror game.

I couldn’t make out the building’s details or the faces of the people around me, just vague human shapes. Somewhere nearby, a timid girl started crying. “W-Where are we? I want to go home.” A guy with yellow-dyed hair shouted impatiently, “What the hell is this? Let me out!” Then a man and a woman stepped forward, looking calmer than the rest. They introduced themselves as veteran players—Elaine and Jethro—and kindly explained what was going on. We were inside an infinite horror game. Everyone here was already dead. If we could survive every scenario and collect the legendary 9,999 points, we’d be revived.