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

Edwin clenched his teeth, gasping as the skeletal hands tightened their grip around him. The malice emanating from the dark magic felt suffocating, but Edwin's expression remained cold and focused. His pride would not allow him to show weakness, no matter how dire the situation.

A faint crackle echoed in the air as his body began to hum with energy. Sparks of lightning flickered around his skin, growing brighter with each second.

"You think you can hold me?" Edwin muttered, his voice steady and defiant.

Mareti's grotesque face twisted with amusement. "What's this? Do you still think you can escape? You're nothing but a rat caught in my trap!"

Edwin ignored the taunts. The lightning now coiled around him like living serpents, the energy surging through his veins. With a sharp inhale, he closed his eyes, and his body erupted in a blinding flash.

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