Entrail_JI

[Horror Game Developer : My games really aren't that scary!] 

I hate horror. 

From the skittering sounds of footsteps racing behind me, to the soft yet unnervingly cold whispers curling around my ears... 

All of it. 

I hate it. 

So much so that I start puking whenever I reach a certain threshold. 

And yet, I am a Horror Game Developer. 

A crappy one at that. 

So, given my lack of ability, I decided to quit. 

And yet... 

[Congratulations, you've been selected for the Horror Game Developer System!] 

Nope, I don't want it. 

Let me quit. 

※ Note : Your world might experience some changes. But don't worry! It's part of the game!

*** 

This is a story about a game developer who hates horror, but has no choice but to develop games scary enough to traumatize people. 

You want to curse me for making you piss your pants? 

If that's the case, who do I curse? 

*** 

An SCP inspired story with its own twist!

Horror Game Developer: My games aren't that scary!

Her outstretched hand reached for mine.

'She hasn't noticed anything, right? No, that's not possible. How could she notice a single thing?'

We both lifted them at the same time.

The music began. It was an elegant and cheerful piece. From the moment the note played, it was as if the entire room lit up.

The tune effortlessly flowed into my ears, and my steps began to move on their own.

I wasn't the only one like this.

...I looked around to see everyone moving at the same pace.

I slowly turned my gaze towards the man in the golden mask.

[Oh, what a wonderful piece! Amazing!]

The host started praising the man in the golden mask. That served as enough evidence for me to tell that he was the one responsible for my sudden movements.

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