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 tension in the place thickened. Some students stiffened, others lowered their heads. The excitement from earlier was gone, replaced by a quiet, uncomfortable weight.

Few have already opened their lips to brag and introduce themselves, especially the noble brats only to cough and swallow their words.

Just as everyone wondered if this was it, they heard a warm voice.

"Ah, so this is the future of the Academy," he said, his voice smooth and comforting. "Good morning, everyone. I am Professor Linden. Some of you may know me, but for those who don't, I'll spare you the long introductions. Let's just say I've been around longer than most of you have been alive."

The cadets chuckled softly, the tension easing a little.

Professor Linden stepped closer to the group, his eyes sparkling with interest. He pointed at one student in the second row. "You, what's your name?"

"L-Lucas, sir," the boy stammered.

68:Have A Nice Trip