Eye of Death – I Can See My Own Death

Hearing "Mother's" voice drawing closer to the bedroom door, a fierce survival instinct ignited within Mu Chenyi. His mind raced, frantically piecing together a strategy.

How did he die last time?

Right… He had smiled at "Mom"—and then she had strangled him to death.

The realization sent a chill down his spine.

There was no time to dwell on how he had been transported here or whether he could ever return to reality.

Right now, the only thing that mattered was figuring out how to survive.

Something about "Mother" hadn't felt right from the very beginning.

Her face—that eerie, forced grin.

Creak—

The door hinge groaned as the handle twisted.

Then, that chillingly gentle voice echoed again:

"Son, why aren't you up yet for breakfast?"

The very air in the room felt heavy, thick with the stench of imminent death.

This time, he had no Revival Token.

If "Mother" killed him again…

It would be game over.

Mu Chenyi's mind spun at full speed, analyzing every detail of the last encounter.

His "mother's" expression—

That rigid, mechanical grin.

If he had to describe it…

It reminded him of the fake smiles worn by toy store robots—

Unnatural. Lifeless. Deeply unsettling.

Thud!

A footstep.

His "mother" had stepped into the room.

And at this critical moment—

He had to act.

In an instant, Mu Chenyi's expression shifted—his face plastered with the same unnatural, frozen grin.

He lifted his head and smiled at "Mother".

"I'll be right there for breakfast, Mother!"

His voice was cold and emotionless, devoid of any trace of feeling.

But if one listened carefully, a faint tremor could still be heard in his tone.

"Mother" stopped.

A suffocating silence settled between them.

Mu Chenyi maintained his eerie smile, staring directly at this thing—this non-human entity that bore the exact face of his mother.

His fingers, hidden by the edge of the bed, dug deeply into the mattress, his nails pressing into the fabric, his knuckles white with tension.

Seconds stretched into eternity.

One minute.

Two minutes.

Then—

The rigid expression on "Mother's" face twitched, and she resumed her sinister grin.

"Son, make sure to come out early for breakfast. Mommy has to leave for work now."

She spoke as she backed away, never turning her back on him.

At the doorway, she paused again—

"Son, we'll have fish for lunch today. Don't forget to buy two fresh ones from the market."

"Yes, Mother!"

Mu Chenyi maintained his artificial smile, his voice stiff and robotic.

Only then did "Mother" nod in satisfaction, slowly opening the door and stepping out.

As she left, she even reached back and pulled the door shut.

As soon as the door closed, Mu Chenyi almost collapsed from the sheer tension.

His body instinctively prepared to exhale a breath of relief—

But then—

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw it.

A shadow.

A dark silhouette.

Still standing just outside his door.

"Mother" hadn't left.

A surge of cold terror flooded his veins.

For a split second, his carefully constructed façade nearly shattered.

But he clenched his teeth and forced himself to stay still, to keep smiling—his artificial, lifeless grin still fixed upon his face.

He did not move.

The shadow did not disappear.

For five long, agonizing minutes, the silhouette remained motionless outside his door.

And just when Mu Chenyi began to doubt his own perception—wondering if his mind was playing tricks on him—

The shadow outside the door lingered for what felt like an eternity.

Then—

It vanished.

Silently.

Without a sound.

Only when Mu Chenyi was certain that the eerie figure had moved away did he finally exhale, his chest heaving as he sucked in large gulps of air.

"Mother" was gone.

For now.

But he didn't dare go near the door.

What if he opened it, only to see that grotesque, smiling face staring right back at him?

He might actually die of fright.

With the immediate danger temporarily averted, he finally had a chance to examine his system interface.

The game introduction stated that this was the [Doomsday Descent] game.

That meant—

The world he had been transported to was a parallel version of Earth, identical to the real world—except for one crucial difference:

It had an apocalyptic event.

A random doomsday scenario would occur here.

He had no idea what type of disaster he was about to face.

But after experiencing his first death, he had a strong suspicion—

This apocalypse had something to do with "Mother" transforming into that green-furred monster.

And then, something else caught his attention.

A notification in his system interface—

"Lottery Attempts: 1"

"A lottery? What kind of lottery is this?"

A newbie reward perhaps?

A glimmer of hope flashed in Mu Chenyi's eyes.

Ding!"Every new player is granted one free lottery spin. You are guaranteed to receive an A-rank or higher reward. Would you like to proceed?"

"Yes! Draw now!" Mu Chenyi shouted without hesitation.

If he could pull something powerful, maybe—just maybe—

Next time he encountered that fake 'Mother', he'd punch her straight through a wall!

Ding! The lottery begins!

Right before his eyes—

A massive spinning wheel materialized in the air!

The wheel was divided into four sections:

SSS (Ultimate Tier) SS (Super Tier) S (Elite Tier) A (Advanced Tier)

The needle was spinning—

This draw could determine his fate!

The wheel spun wildly, colors blurring together as it revolved at breakneck speed.

Mu Chenyi locked his gaze onto the SSS-tier section, his heart pounding with anticipation.

"Please, please, let it be SSS-tier! If I get an SSS-tier skill, I swear—I'd even be willing to stay single for the next twenty years!"

And then—

The wheel slowed.

The needle crept closer… inch by inch…

And landed on… SSS!

Mu Chenyi: ...

"Wait—hold up, I was just kidding, alright?! I didn't mean that single-for-twenty-years part!"

Ding! Congratulations, Host! You have obtained an SSS-tier skill: [Eye of Death]

[Eye of Death]

Effect: The host can use Eye of Death to see the moment of their next death.

Cooldown in this scenario: 60 minutes Cooldown in reality: 7 days

"See… the moment of my next death?"

Mu Chenyi's curiosity flared.

"Let's try it."

"Activate Eye of Death!"

The moment he spoke—

A powerful force yanked at his soul.

It felt as if his very consciousness was being ripped from his body—

His vision warped, the world twisting and distorting like a shattered mirror—

Then suddenly—

He was there.

A strange ticking sound echoed in his ears.

Tick-tock. Tick-tock.

A clock?

His view sharpened, and he found himself staring at a wall clock—

The hour hand hovered between 11 and 12, while the minute hand pointed directly at 6.

11:30?

Wait—this is… my home's clock?

His gaze lowered, shifting downward.

Just beneath the clock—

Was a television set.

His television set.

His house.

His living room.

"Why am I seeing my house? What is happening?"

And then—

Creak… creak… CRACK!

The chilling sound of a door slowly opening sent a shiver down his spine.

A metallic click echoed through the house—

The sound of a key turning in the lock.

Then—

Click!

The second noise was clear and distinct—

The door unlocking. The front door opening.

Mu Chenyi's vision was still locked within the Eye of Death's premonition, forcing him to watch helplessly as the scene unfolded.

His gaze shifted forward—

And there she was.

His "mother."

Standing at the entrance, stepping inside.

That eerily stiff grin was plastered across her face—mechanical, lifeless, unnatural.

Her eyes, wide and unblinking, locked onto him.

And then—

She spoke.

In that gentle, sinister, chilling tone—

"Son, where's the fish I asked you to buy?"