Lonelythree

[WSA 2025 Entry]

[You have inherited The Class Huntsman Of Death.]
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Deathborne.

A game that I couldn’t stop playing in my free time.  A game that hooked me to the core. A game that I was determined to finish and achieve the true happy ending by hook or crook.

You might be wondering why.

It's because no matter what choices I made, no matter how much I tried, it always ended with a bad ending.

An ending with the protagonist winning at the cost of innumerable sacrifices and being left alone as the last surviving human.

Would you enjoy a movie, novel, or game that ends with only the hero surviving?

Would you like such an ending?

Of course not.

Neither could I.

That's why I tried my hardest and kept trying. Alas, despite all my efforts, I have yet to reach the true happy good ending.

That's why I kept on grinding to achieve a good ending until I got that message.

[Congratulations, player Mr. Per781, for clearing all hidden conditions. You are now eligible to access the hidden route, as deemed by the game developer.] 

[Do you want to proceed?] 

[Yes] [No] 

In the next moment, I felt my soul getting dragged by and my consciousness getting detached from the main body.

Being a hardcore otaku, I knew what was going on. I almost showed a middle finger and screamed, "I will commit suicide in another world if you drag me."

Just then hand emerged from the screen and pulled me into the monitor leaving the room empty which resonated with my last words.

"FUCKING HELLLL!"

The Huntsman Of Death:A Gamer's POV As Side Character

The boy became flustered because, under the book, he was hiding the comic, which he managed to swap with increased dexterity, startling me.

"You got some skills, Reed," I said, looking at the name in the notebook.

He seemed to be a lower-class commoner who didn't even have the privilege of having a last name, or this might be a disguise.

He had brownish hair that drifted over his eyes like bangs, covering his eyes that were already obscured by specs. This made me wonder how this person even saw.

Reed, hearing this, laughed out loud suddenly. "Hmm! You don't even know who you are sitting beside."

"Me..." He pointed at himself, then raised his arm to flick his hair, exposing a crystal bluish clear eye behind his specs that just appeared for a brief moment before being hidden by swaying hair.

I started feeling goosebumps and took a step back.

54:A Reeling Feeling