I added mushrooms for you.

From that day on, secret realms descended upon the world.
Bizarre creatures cried out for nourishment, and strange rules lay in wait for the fortunate.
These individuals were lured by supernatural abilities and treasures, entering the game for wealth and power.
Yet soon, they would go mad with the roles they played, consumed by the savagery.
But he was different, always relishing the thrill of fear, savoring the joy of despair.
In the razor-sharp twists of fate, "Fantastic, thrilling!" he exclaimed.
Then he turned around, smiling and even more expectant—
Striding towards hell.
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March Into Hell

In the silence akin to the deep cosmos, only one final pair of breaths remained.


Their chests heaved violently in place as though every blood vessel swelled with pleasure.


Just as everyone thought they were about to congratulate each other, they simply raised their left wrists to glance at their watches.


Afterward, with an unusually calm demeanor,


Shen Jian solemnly stood up and, with a heavy and slow pace, began to applaud.


Like those two conductors, he too had abandoned all speech.


With everyone here, fully unleashed, and having had their fill, there was nothing left to say.


Yu Wangjun followed, rising amidst tears, her applause unceasing.


She didn't know why, but even though they had only killed a few monsters, without even any background music, she felt inexplicably moved.


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