One_Eye_Dog

In a world where reality is rewritten by an unknown system, Ryo, an ordinary man, finds himself trapped in a deadly survival game that follows the rules of a novel only he has finished reading. As Hunters and Beasts roam the ruined city, slaughtering anyone in their path, Ryo must navigate alliances, betrayals, and the unseen forces controlling the game.

But when he discovers the brutal massacre of the people he once sought to protect, he realizes that the rules he thought he understood are beginning to change. With no clear enemies or allies, and a lurking presence more terrifying than the Hunters themselves, Ryo must decipher the truth before he becomes the next victim.

The only thing keeping him alive? The knowledge that he alone knows how this story ends.

The Last Reader

A tall man in a bloodstained shirt walked toward the convenience store, a metal pipe resting on his shoulder.

Ryo remained hidden in the shadows, gripping his crowbar.

Haruto stood at the entrance, playing the role of scared Prey.

A twisted smile spread across his face.

Haruto took a shaky step back, his hands raised.

He swung his pipe straight at Haruto's head—

Faster than the Hunter could react.

His crowbar intercepted the pipe, stopping the strike inches from Haruto's skull.

The Hunter's expression shifted from amusement to shock.

The Hunter recovered quickly, yanking his pipe back.

He took a step back, finally studying Ryo properly.

Instead, he analyzed his opponent.

This guy was experienced. His stance was solid.

Not just a mindless killer—he knew how to fight.

This wasn't like attacking an unarmed Prey.

This was a battle between predators.

His pipe came down in a brutal arc, aiming straight for Ryo's ribs—

The pipe slammed into a nearby shelf, shattering glass bottles.

Ryo retaliated, swinging his crowbar at the Hunter's exposed side—

But the Hunter twisted his body, blocking with his pipe.

Sparks flew as metal clashed against metal.

Strength alone wouldn't decide this fight.

The Hunter pushed forward, forcing Ryo onto the defensive.

His pipe whistled through the air, each swing faster than the last.

Ryo dodged left—ducked right—narrowly avoiding each strike.

He lunged forward with a sudden burst of speed—

His pipe aimed straight for Ryo's throat.

Ryo grabbed the pipe mid-swing, stopping it inches from his neck.

Ryo slammed his crowbar into the man's kneecap.

The Hunter screamed, collapsing onto one knee.

The Hunter hit the ground, blood dripping from his skull.

He raised his crowbar for the final strike.

> [Hunter's Choice Activated: Spare or Kill?]

Would he show mercy a second time?

The First Hunt