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!

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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!

The theater fell completely silent.

A cold knot twisted in my stomach, tightening with every heartbeat as I stared at the conductor in the distance.

Did it fall for it? Please accept...

I tried my best to keep composed, but the tension was palpable. I could hardly keep my breath in check as I even had a hard time swallowing my own saliva.

It felt as though... every little second felt like an eternity.

I could only hang suspended while the conductor's stitched-up eyes looked at me.

The grip over my throat lessened, and I fell back onto the chair.

The conductor's brittle voice whispered in the air.

The conductor moved to the side and pointed at the piano that stood at the center of the stage.

The Conductor's Trial [2]