Ethel_Imaginations

The Apocalypse descended as the world turned into a game. And while everyone panicked, I couldn’t help but wonder if there was something wrong with my eyes.

[Logging into the Game Master’s Account!]

And my ‘oh-so-average’ destiny, changed into ‘is this a cheat life?’ Kind of destiny.

[Would you like to Create a Skill? GM Points will be consumed!]

While others struggled to kill a single goblin, I was searching for stronger monsters. While they were happy with getting even a random weak skill, I was customizing what kind of skills I needed. Even my Talents and Gifts can be customised. The only limit was my imagination.

Heck, even the hidden quests that people would trigger randomly were present in front of me even before the scenario began. 

It wasn’t fair by any means. But isn’t that how life is already?

[Would you like to make changes to the quests in the next scenario? GM Points will be consumed!]

Is this how an apocalypse is supposed to be? I don’t know. I just tried following the script in front of everyone while trying out my cheat in hindsight. Don't get me wrong with the ‘pig eating tiger’ kind of thing. I just don’t like attention. I would rather stay with two trusted friends than with 10 fake ones.

[Would you like to Initiate a Custom quest for the Players? GM Points will be consumed!]

And for the players who were bullying the ‘weak’ me. One may even wonder how they ended up losing half of their stats and skills in a randomly triggered impossible type of quest. 

Fate can be truly scary, you know? 

One must always be careful of it.

The Extra’s Survival: Logging into the Game Master System!

"Pretty!" Amber spoke out in excitement as she looked at the black dress that Elliot was trying right now. This was the 8th dress, and after many hits and trials, this was finally something that Amber agreed upon.

'That's actually nice,' I mumbled in slight amazement as I saw Elliot standing there, wearing that long black one piece dress.

Despite being so young, it seemed Amber really had a great sense of fashion. Perhaps I could nurture that before asking Amber to reach out to me. I, after all, wasn't really the best stylist.

"Now let's try this one!" Amber spoke, ready with another dress in her hand. Elliot panicked a bit, speaking how she didn't need all this, but given the look on her face, it seemed she was enjoying it as well.

It could have been a fantasy of her to live like a normal person and not run all the time around, escaping from both the humans and ghouls alike.

[Kite!]