Let's play horror games

Life in the mansion was very peaceful.

Occasionally, part of your consciousness will travel to the space controlled by other "games", like a wolf catching lambs, catching creatures from other worlds to feed this world.After all, you are the god of this space, their father.It will be a long time before they will be filled with new, living flesh, so you feed them and they feed you.

You maintain the order of this space, and the undead fear and love you, especially a very cute child named Mary, who occasionally comes to play with you.Your life is peaceful.

However, you always feel that your life should not be like this.It shouldn't be the case with the three bodies that I kneaded.

However, I can't remember the correct appearance.

You search the entire space for the three physical bodies, but you cannot find a suitable soul shape.In a moment of irritability, you almost smashed them.However, seeing the undead in the physical body happy and diligent, circling around you like puppies, you gave up this idea softly, and changed their appearance instead, out of sight and out of mind.

Once, you went to a lower space in another "game", a huge underground laboratory.

On the third basement floor, the sky-high transparent giant tree moves automatically without wind, like a music box, emitting beautiful music.You stand below and look up, and strange emotions fill your heart.

A mechanical voice suddenly sounded: "Why are you here again?"

You know this is the master of this space.

You don't recognize the voice, but you subconsciously hide it.

"Why can't you come?" You said coldly.

"Hey, you are now..." He paused, and then burst out laughing. "Hahahaha! Back then you said you didn't want to become a higher existence, but now..."

Your stare made his voice fade away, and he added as if dying, "It's a pity that you can no longer be my collection. That space is so tasteless."

Collection?

This word disgusts you instinctively, but at the same time, a formula emerges in your mind.

You once lay down here and wrote a paragraph of words with blood. The process was very painful, but you did it voluntarily.

Why?Who are you for?

Before you can think it through, you blurt out: "Where's the experiment report? Return it to me."

After a few seconds of silence, the mechanical voice said in an exaggerated tone: "Wow, you are very good."

"Well, I'm a generous master, and I'll give you a complete report. Besides, I'm also curious about how far you can go." The mechanical voice laughed.

"Listen clearly, the reality of this world. I will tell you everything without the interruption from the man in black this time."

*

Sitting at the dining table in the mansion, you touch the bracelet on your left wrist, recalling the words of the owner of the space.

"It is true that the soul cannot be completely extracted. However, the space is multi-dimensional and chaotic, just like glass shards sticking together randomly. As long as the "rules" are grasped, they can affect each other. Therefore, using this point, the soul and a specific body can be extracted. Mapping into other spaces, even perfect duplication.”

"To a certain extent, "immortality" can be achieved through continuous replication."

This is the principle of the "game", and the "system" is the advanced intelligence mixed with rules and ideas.

And this bracelet is a system thing.

You've been wearing this simple bracelet since you were conscious.The red, black, and black rhombus patterns represent the "spiritual eyes".

The spirit will look at the stranger through this pattern and guide the stranger to find the way home. — Someone once told you that.

But what if it's not a stranger?

You pick up the table knife, pierce your finger, and drop the black blood in the center of the rhombus, like painting pupils on a bracelet.You don't catch yourself laughing.

That night, you had a dream.This is rare because gods hardly dream.

You are in an abandoned military camp, and there are three people next to you: a taciturn young man in black, a long-haired man in a Hawaiian shirt, and a woman with a short haircut.

They can't see you.You follow them curiously, and soon you understand that these three people are very strong and have a tacit understanding with each other, but they don't talk much.Or, in the middle of the conversation, it will end abruptly and unnaturally, falling into awkward silence.

The three-person team is not complete, because part of it was taken away, so no matter how they get along, they don't feel right.

But they are still strong.You follow them and see them pass a level without dying, which is very rare.Although the final big explosion caused all three of them to have broken limbs and burns all over their bodies.

Then, the next level is the seemingly ordinary, but actually perverted and brutal old school.A woman named Yan Li almost died on the No. 13th floor. She asked others to ignore her, but the other two still supported her to continue walking.

But a corrosive fog trailed them, and a hungry spirit ahead of them.

You have long noticed that these three people resemble the physical body you molded in the mansion.Combine that with the familiarity they give you, and you're sure you've had a great relationship before.

But you are strangers now.Is it worth it to help them?Moreover, if you make a move, it may destroy the balance of this space.

You hesitate.

You can:

A eat the evil spirit and supplement nutrition

B blows away the fog and continues to hide

C Find a human-shaped object to possess, and find three people

D ignore the three of them, go find the owner of this space

The author says:

Tips:

★In addition to affecting the plot, each option also affects the character growth of the protagonist.

★After this article is finished, a new version of pure fiction will be opened, and it will be overhauled by the way.

The reason for revising the article is that this is the first medium-length article of Oupou, and there are many deficiencies + big changes before and after.And this article is a novel with the participation of readers, so I especially want to present a complete look to everyone.

Thank you again, buddy, refill~

Volume [-] Fantasy Town