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!

Very clearly, Mirelle was incredibly important to the old lady.

Perhaps not even the old lady, but whatever cult she belonged to. In fact, thinking back to what I had managed to gather, it appeared to be the cult leader who was interested in Mirelle.

Something about needing her to help them advance.

The old lady's reaction was all that I needed to see to confirm such thoughts.

Seeing how she followed all of my instructions, and even went as far as cancelling whatever rite she was trying to perform, I understood just how important Mirelle was to her and the cult.

The strange barrier in front of me vanished in an instant. Without hesitation, I lunged straight at the old woman instead of running away.

Horrifying Realization [4]