The Game Master Has Logged In To Another World Novels & Stories

Chapter 144. The chandelier light draped over the dark room like liquid gold, its crystal edges catching faint reflections and scattering them across polished marble floors. The room was massive… circular… built to intimidate before a single word was spoken. Heavy oak doors stood closed behind armed guards. Around the long black table sat powerful men… heads of territories… lords of bloodlines… kings of underworld empires. Their suits were tailored, their expressions unreadable, their presence thick with authority and violence barely restrained.

I was met with lots of warning messages from the gamer. The creepy part was that the message was never there but the moment it got in my palms, it drones immediately. Messages popped in with bloody prints from that gamer. How he knows the phone was on my palm is one mystery that stabs my entire being with terror. “Dear Clarissa, you aren’t allowed to ditch the rounds or else a fourth person will die” 10:45pm. “Dear Clarissa you still have few minutes to get back to the game” 10:50pm.

Everything was too quiet. They reached the basement stairs without resistance, the hum of the servers growing louder. Ayesha turned to Adrian. “Where’s the main system?” Adrian pointed ahead. “Behind that door.” Priya’s voice crackled in. “Guys, we have a problem.” Ayesha stiffened. “What is it?” Priya’s tone darkened. “Someone else is inside.” The Other Player They pushed open the door to the server room. And froze. Standing in front of the main server, typing into a control panel, was a woman.

Plus one vampire observer. The Battle of the Rookeries is about to begin.

When I clicked on the server, I saw that he was still active in the game. I thought he would never log in again. What an unexpected outcome!

“I am sorry. I had to do this. Only one of us was going to be able to log out. The only way that I will be able to get out, is if I beat the game. I love you Reyna and I am happy that you have helped me get this far. I will take it from here, just be safe out there. Until my last breath, I will keep fighting.” There were no other words on the screen. I tried to close out the message so I could access the game, but it was like the screen was frozen. I tried every computer, but the same message was on every one, also locked. Panicked, I put my headgear on and attempted to log into the game. “Access denied. This account has been suspended.” An automated voice came out of the headgear. “No!” I y

"Ensure this room is guarded at all times." So much for not being a prisoner...

The moment it snapped around my wrist, it vibrated softly. A thin red line blinked to life. “Microphones next.” I clipped mine on. A faint buzz followed. “Congratulations,” Owen said, smiling wider. “You are now fully connected to APHROXIS.” A few people laughed nervously. Others didn’t. “From this moment on,” he continued, “your vitals, conversations, and reactions are monitored across the entire house.” Then he turned. “Allow me to introduce the official game master.” The lights dimmed and a faint mechanical sound hummed.

"I'm fine." I looked at General Ironhart, worried, and was about to tell him to get treated first when the system announcement suddenly rang beside my ear: [Starting players: 10; Remaining: 7.] See? This world was all about looks. Bad visuals couldn't even keep players alive. I felt weirdly smug. Whatever houses everyone else picked, there was no way they beat this manor.