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[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! Discord : https://discord.gg/FK7ZQU3b9p

[Horror-Spieleentwickler: Meine Spiele sind wirklich nicht so gruselig!] Ich hasse Horror. Von den huschenden Geräuschen von Schritten, die hinter mir herjagen, bis zu den leisen, aber beunruhigend kalten Flüstern, die sich um meine Ohren winden... All das. Ich hasse es. So sehr, dass ich anfange zu kotzen, wenn ich eine bestimmte Schwelle erreiche. Und trotzdem bin ich ein Horror-Spieleentwickler. Ein miserabler noch dazu. Also habe ich beschlossen, aufzuhören, angesichts meiner mangelnden Fähigkeiten. Und doch... [Glückwunsch, Sie wurden für das Horror-Spielentwicklungssystem ausgewählt!] Nein, ich will es nicht. Lass mich aufhören. ※ Hinweis: Ihre Welt könnte einige Veränderungen erfahren. Aber keine Sorge! Es ist Teil des Spiels! *** Dies ist eine Geschichte über einen Spieleentwickler, der Horror hasst, aber keine andere Wahl hat, als Spiele zu entwickeln, die gruselig genug sind, um Menschen zu traumatisieren. Sie wollen mich verfluchen, weil ich Sie dazu gebracht habe, sich in die Hose zu machen? Wenn das der Fall ist, wen verfluche ich dann? *** Eine von SCP inspirierte Geschichte mit ihrer eigenen Wendung!

A sudden and unprecedented event occurred and took place on Earth. A fissure instantly appeared in the clear blue sky, revealing a void devoid of any light beyond, instantly covering the whole planet, leaving no Life, no Hell, and no Paradise behind... Hence the start of a new chaos and a great beginning of life devoid of any hope began. In this apocalypse and lawless world without any limits set upon its beings, a silent dark wisp took form. A wisp that was bound to become the Horror of All was born... "Wait… I’ve become a Ghost?!" _______________________________ Bonus Chapter; Power Stones, 200 PS = 1 Chapter 400 PS = 2 Chapters 600 PS = 3 Chapters ... Golden Ticket, 100 GT = 1 Chapter 200 GT = 2 Chapters 300 GT = 3 Chapters.

Standalone horror stories, approximately 500 to 1000 words per chapter, with each story fully independent of the others. If a character's name appears in multiple stories, it should not imply a connection between them unless explicitly noted otherwise.

In a world where martial artists reign supreme, strength is everything. Unfortunately, that logic doesn't apply to a certain Florida Man. Refined in the nuclear fallout wasteland, Leo was the strongest mutant alive. He carried an alien artifact, allowing him to exchange his lifespan for modern items. After 50,000 years of solitary life in a humanless world, he collected enough lifespan to transmigrate to another habitable world. Leo was later thrown into a mysterious planet. He soon discovered that his body produced radiation, and it mutated the surrounding plants and grasses. Worrying that he might ruin the beautiful planet, he chose to live in seclusion. Unfortunately, the local population soon discovered his existence, and a misunderstanding ensued.

Di dunia di mana seniman bela diri berkuasa, kekuatan adalah segalanya. Sayangnya, logika tersebut tidak berlaku untuk Florida Man tertentu. Dibentuk di gurun radiasi nuklir, Leo adalah mutan terkuat yang hidup. Dia membawa artefak alien yang memungkinkannya menukar umur hidupnya dengan barang-barang modern. Setelah 50.000 tahun kehidupan soliter di dunia tanpa manusia, dia mengumpulkan cukup umur hidup untuk berpindah ke dunia yang dapat dihuni. Leo kemudian dilemparkan ke planet misterius. Dia segera menemukan bahwa tubuhnya menghasilkan radiasi, dan itu memutasikan tanaman dan rumput sekitar. Khawatir bahwa dia mungkin menghancurkan planet yang indah, dia memilih untuk hidup menyendiri. Sayangnya, penduduk lokal segera menemukan keberadaannya, dan kesalahpahaman pun terjadi.

In einer Welt, in der Kampfsportler die Oberhand haben, ist Stärke alles. Leider gilt diese Logik nicht für einen gewissen Florida Man. Leo war der stärkste lebende Mutant, der im nuklearen Brachland entwickelt wurde. Er trug ein außerirdisches Artefakt bei sich, das es ihm ermöglichte, seine Lebensspanne gegen moderne Gegenstände einzutauschen. Nach 50.000 Jahren einsamen Lebens in einer menschenleeren Welt hatte er genug Lebenszeit gesammelt, um in eine andere bewohnbare Welt zu transmigrieren. Leo wurde später auf einen geheimnisvollen Planeten geworfen. Bald entdeckte er, dass sein Körper Strahlung produzierte, die die umliegenden Pflanzen und Gräser mutieren ließ. Da er befürchtete, den schönen Planeten zu ruinieren, entschied er sich für ein Leben in der Abgeschiedenheit. Unglücklicherweise entdeckte die örtliche Bevölkerung bald seine Existenz, und es kam zu einem Missverständnis.

``` —En un mundo donde los artistas marciales reinan supremos, la fuerza es todo. Desafortunadamente, esa lógica no se aplica a cierto Hombre de Florida. —Refinado en el páramo de la lluvia nuclear, Leo era el mutante más fuerte vivo. Portaba un artefacto alienígena, que le permitía intercambiar su esperanza de vida por artículos modernos. Después de 50,000 años de vida solitaria en un mundo sin humanos, reunió suficiente esperanza de vida para transmigrar a otro mundo habitable. —Leo fue después arrojado a un misterioso planeta. Pronto descubrió que su cuerpo producía radiación, y mutaba las plantas y hierbas circundantes. Preocupado por arruinar el hermoso planeta, eligió vivir en reclusión. —Desafortunadamente, la población local pronto descubrió su existencia, y surgió un malentendido. ```

Lothair is a serial killer who detest imperfection on human’s facial features, which resulted in him having a compulsory behavior of wanting to strip people’s faces. After he dies, he finds himself as Narcissus, a beautiful and adorable female NPC inside a state-of-the-art VRMMO world of the latest craze called Fallen Carcosa Online. But despite being a fantasy-filled game, the world feels strangely realistic. Too realistic, even. Game-like systems and magic exist but so do plagues, politics, economy, and the horror hidden in plain sight. When pried open, an actual human-like anatomy can be seen beyond the skin of the NPC’s face—with little to no censor. Everything feels too immersive. Except Narcissus, Lothair’s new identity. When Narcissus tried to scrape off the face of her new adorable body, she found an abyssal void with little to no end. This story marks the birth for the King in Yellow. - Warning, this story contain: Male-to-Female Genderbend, GL/Yuri, Occasional Futa MC, Yanderes, Harem, Self-Cest. - Follow the creative and attentive Narcissus, a nuanced former serial-killer who will gradually becomes stronger, experienced, maddening, horrifying, but also mature, wise, conflicted, and complex—in this near-endless journey. Where souls unsung and tears unshed. In the land of Lost Carcosa. - This story is going on an indefinite hiatus.

Everyone has their fates connected to their birthdays, they are likely to have psychic abilities specifically connected to ‘something’. Some can sense it while some cannot, depending on what they have committed in the past. Mystery, Death, Foolishness, and Greed are the things attracting the evil spirits to be around. Those who were born on Sunday… “Ward: Labor Tomb” If you see ‘the pregnant,’ please beware; they are there to take your head. Those who were born on Monday… “Mirror: Who’s the First to Die of Them All?” After midnight where mirrors are, ‘mysterious things’ will appear. Those who were born on Tuesday… “Haunted: Mystery of Plumeria House” Stay away from ‘bathrooms’, if you wish to stay alive. Those who were born on Wednesday… “Theater: Book Me a Death Ticket” When people born on this day go to a funeral, they tend to witness bad events. Those who were born on Thursday… “Stairs: 12 Steps...Ghost Staircase” At night, do not look at the stairs, or else something might be there. Those who were born on Friday… “Reality: Dare the Living, Discover the Dead” There is a game for the living, but noted that it might take their lives. Those who were born on Saturday… “Holy: Soul Sacrifice to Spirit’s House” The ancient saying goes: think before you speak, as something the eyes cannot see does not mean it is not real. Every inconsiderate action must be traded with the living, and only death is the answer! One question… What day were you born on…?