Romans & histoires I Became God In A Horror Game

He looked like he was superior to the rest. "Suna. I thought I asked you to kill them". "I did. But there's something more important, my lord". Lucifer turned to his general. "What is..." Suna stabbed him through the chest with a blade. It cut through him easily. Suna let his body drop to the ground. My father was shocked. "The Sword of Eternal Horror. The only known God Killer", he said with a smile. "Why did you help us?", another god asked. "Help? You're mistaken. I am the God - Killer", he said. He threw the knife at a goddess and it went into her belly.

I couldn’t look away, and boy did I regret it. Earl’s body fell forward. The gun slid across the hardwood, slamming right into my kneecap. What pain emerged was short lived. I was speechless, staring down at the carnage when someone stepped through the open doorway. A God—more specifically, the god I made the deal with. The fragments of wood littering the ground were crushed beneath the thick sole of his combat boots. With the confidence only an immortal could possess, he stepped over the corpses of the fallen men and entered the house.

If she did not lower herself before Kaze, repent her sins and make up for the Whites, then she would end up horribly. Camry and Teresa were so excited that they cried. They knew their son’s name would be cleared soon and justice would be served! They knew it because their son was like a brother to the God of War! “Godfather, what is a God of War? Is it a game? Why are they calling you that?” Brenda looked at Kaze with a curious gaze. The girl’s innocence made the atmosphere lighter. Kaze smiled. “Yeah, God of War is like a game. He’s powerful like superheroes and can protect you from the villains. No one can make us move out of this house.”

She sat up. “Okay. . I have seen those souls and creatures with my own eyes and I do not have anyway to deny it. This is the underworld. That old, wrinkly man is Charon. And you are Hades, the god of hell. But--” she threw her arms in the air, palms up. “I am not Persephone, that just cannot be. I am Angelique. I have been Angelique the moment I was born. I am a mortal. I do not have any power. This is just impossible.”

I am dead. I am so dead, I screamed in my thoughts. A cold lump was building up in my throat as if I was about to choke before swallowing it, though my heart kept pounding against my chest. “The sad part is that you’ll no longer remember the god you met and all the events happening in this world,” Rad said. “And you go back to your normal lives like it was yesterday. It sucks, but it’s for the best. And also part of the rules of the Game.”

I called over my shoulder Burney nodded and leapt what took me four steps to cover before disappearing through the broken pane. I stepped in after him and cringed, landing on top of the wet flesh of a Taken. Panic coursed through my veins as I stepped off its cooling body. All his wounds were glass related, which meant the shade was still here. I swallowed my fear and looked up.

Something isn’t adding up? “Before you think too deep, I just wanted to scare you although you seemed more anxious than scared. Ahriman is the name of the goddess of chaos and I definitely did not expect you to know she existed. Why would I not know when I am SHE. “Don’t play with something that serious please” I told her sincerely. “I’m sorry if I got you scared but I hope you now know that we are cool. I just wasn’t myself for a while” “It’s ok but Ri,” I called.

But Death was moving faster now, healing as quickly as I was being torn open. “Arrogant, little shit,” he growled. “You think that because you carry a part of him, you are indestructible?” He drove my head into the floor, and my vision went white, clearing as he leaned close. Blood dripped from his chin, landing on my face, and I closed my eyes for only a moment so it wouldn’t blind me. “I chained a god. That makes me a God,” he whispered. “What are you?” I smiled, showing my blood-covered teeth. “I am your worst nightmare.”

While most people were busy freaking out, two stepped forward—chill and confident. They said they were mages. Seasoned pro in the game. They gave us the rundown: We were stuck in a horror game. Everyone here? Already dead IRL. The castle had thirty floors. Each floor had its own monster—or monsters. The higher you climbed, the scarier they got. Clear all thirty floors, hit the legendary 9,999 points, and you get a second shot at life. Bonus? A cash prize so massive, you'd never have to work again.

Nor do I feel particularly guilty about killing the Lunae. But I am balls-out terrified. What kind of fucking monster did the Goddess create when I went through that portal?