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 potion in the cauldron slowly turned pale yellow and thickened, becoming sticky. Tim leaned over, inspecting it closely before grabbing a funnel and a small test tube.

"Lukas, hold the test tube steady," Tim instructed, handing it to me.

I did as he asked, gripping the tube carefully while he positioned the funnel over it. He then poured the sticky yellow liquid slowly, making sure not to spill a drop.

"Pour it in gently," he muttered to himself, his focus sharp.

Once the tube was filled, Tim corked it and held it up, examining the potion against the light. "There we go, a minor health potion. Not bad for a beginner's attempt."

I stared at the potion in my hand, skepticism creeping in. "How do you know it works? What if there's a problem?" I asked, making a slicing motion across my neck to emphasize the potential consequences.

103:Secret Ritual