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? 

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An SCP inspired story with its own twist!

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

"So you're telling me that during your investigation of the house, the floor suddenly cracked, and that's what led you to the discovery?"

The Team Leader looked at me in doubt. His bushy brows were raised while his thick arms were crossed together as he sat back on his chair, his voice echoing throughout the small and confined room.

The only thing that separated the two of us was a small metal table.

Following the findings this morning, the Guild brought me and the rat in for questioning.

We weren't in trouble or anything like that.

The Guild was just trying to get to the bottom of the situation. After all... We didn't just find a simple hole.

What we found was something else entirely.

I wasn't really sure of what it was, but it seemed pretty important.

A Twisted Man [3]