Romans & histoires I Became God In A Horror Game

But I know that he must be nearby. I typed: “Evan, could you do me a favor?” However, no one reacted after the words were typed for a long time. After I took off my equipment and put it down again, only half of my blood was left. System: Lucifer’s madness erupted and she activated the Slaughter mode. A large poison was released, and the invisible Phantasm beside me was immediately beaten out. I received three more small poisons. System: God of War died. Looking at the crops lying on the ground, I manipulated the character to sit beside the crops and typed: “Why did you switch your account again and give it such a disgusting name?”

Then, Xiao Long took out three brushes and poured two bottles of Demonic Beast Blood into a larger container. “Alright, let's start the operation of breaking through it” Xiao Long grabbed one of the brushes and dipped it into the container containing the Demonic Beast Blood. He began to draw something with the brush that was covered in Demonic Beast Blood. Xiao Long planned to break through to the Core Formation Realm by using a formation. Of course, it wasn't a simple formation. This formation would allow him to absorb a number of resource materials simultaneously. Not only that, this formation could also absorb almost all the energy in each resource material placed in the formation. In the

Not just any visitor, the God of War himself. The hall was prepared for the arrival of the God of War—Lucien Kael, Alpha of the Crimson Blood Pack. The name alone had silenced even the noisiest warriors. Lucien wasn’t a man. He was a myth and death wrapped in skin. Stories whispered of him were soaked in blood and fear. It was said that he owned nothing and no one but took everything he desired. Anana barely had the strength to care. Her body was failing, and her heart was already in ruins.

I can’t believe I’m crying my eyes out over a horror game! [‘Me and My Ghost Grandkids’, the big family-feels reality special, just dropped!] [Bro, this horror game just turned into a cozy grandma sitcom! And I’m obsessed!] [Horror games aren’t just slashes and scares. There are some heartwarming scenes too!] [Grandma’s a real life coach… No, a ghost-life coach!] [The scene is so heartwarming! I hereby rename this level ‘Cozy Dorm: Grandma and Her Ghost Grandkids’!]

“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.

This was the true meaning of the hidden quest's name — The Gaze of God. "Guh—" A player hiding in the corner of a wall, the instant he laid eyes on those massive eyes in the sky, suddenly clutched at his own throat. His pupils blew wide, his eyes bulged, as if he'd witnessed something too horrifying to comprehend. The next instant, his head burst apart without warning, like an overripe melon. Red and white matter splattered across the wall. And that was only the beginning.

The day a Category 5 hurricane struck, my younger brother, Ryan Bennett, suddenly disappeared. Without hesitation, my parents, Daniel and Emily Bennett, dragged me out into the hurricane to search for him. I barely survived the monstrous storm, but my parents never came back. When the rescue team finally found Ryan, they discovered that he had been playing video games the entire time in the glass room on the top floor. I furiously confronted him, but he couldn’t have cared less. “You’re the one who chose to go out and look for me! “Use your brain! Why would I ever go outside during a hurricane?” Enraged, I rushed at him and hit him, but he shoved me off the rooftop with his own hands.

Global supernatural horrors descended upon the world, and everyone had to clear horror-game instances to earn a slim chance at survival. In my previous life, my fiancée refused to use her item to open the exit because she wanted to wait for her first love to clear the instance. But this was the final escape point in the instance, and our only chance to survive. With only three minutes left, I had no choice but to knock her unconscious and use her item to force the exit open. Her first love was ultimately left behind in the horror realm, where the horrors devoured him. However, I cleared the instance successfully and used the generous score rewards to build a happy life with my girlfriend at

This is the transformation you've brought to both the horror games and the entire underworld. As player death rates plummeted, horror games lost much of their terror. This change even caught the attention of the living world's authorities. Recognizing my contributions, the official agencies of both the living world and the underworld appointed me as the ambassador for inter-realm communication. From then on, horror games weren't just entertainment for ghosts—they became a bridge between the underworld and the living world. I firmly secured my position as the number-one beauty influencer in the underworld. Through my live streams, countless ghosts became bolder, happier, and more radiant. The

Still in cuffs, Jude suddenly jolted awake and glared at me with bloodshot eyes. "If you're going to ruin me, I'll make sure we're going down together!" He broke free from the guards like a madman and sprinted toward the nearest excavator. The massive machine roared to life as he seized the controls and swung the bucket around to bring it crashing down toward my head. I instinctively dodged, only to realize that Velda had appeared at some point and stood right behind me. She stared at the oncoming excavator with no fear in her eyes, only a strange sense of relief.