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

I spat out what remained of the herb, coughing violently as panic surged through me.

My whole body paused and I snapped my head staring at the sweet innocent smiling girl with widened eyes and feelings shiver.

The girl, utterly unfazed, held up a small vial filled with a bright green liquid. "Don't worry," she said with an almost teasing tone. "We keep the antidote on hand for new members. It's all part of the tradition."

"Tradition?" I sputtered, glaring at her. "You poison people as a tradition?"

She shrugged, her smile never wavering. "It's a test of courage. You passed, by the way!"

"Passed?" I snapped, my voice rising. "I almost passed out!"

"Sorry to scare you but you are the one who is unlucky. Not every herb is poisonous. You can see this as a test of your practical knowledge only…." she paused, giving me a knowing glance and shrugged.

"If you have any but it seems you don't."

102:Alchemy Club