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

Ashton frowned as he read the letter again, checking for any signs of a prank. But there was nothing—no hidden clues, no odd handwriting, nothing that suggested someone was messing with him.

He even checked Roderick and others handwriting but he couldn't find the match.

'It surely ain't among my circle.'

It was suspicious, but it didn't seem like a big deal. Still, he knew better than to ignore things like this. It was always better to check and have peace of mind than to brush it off and regret it later.

After training that evening, he took a quick shower and got ready. He wasn't expecting much, but curiosity had a way of nagging at him. With a sigh, he followed the path to the library.

The place mentioned in the letter turned out to be an old, abandoned building—a small two-story structure that once served as a storage room for the library's books. Now, it stood in silence, worn by time.

61:Pulling The Protagonist