How Does It Feel To Be In B-grade Horror Game

“Even if we were together for a short time, I would soon miss her warmth.”

‘Oh, she wasn’t human.’

Fidelis murmured as she slowly descended from the stairs.

When she cleared the event and approached the stairs, the transparent membrane that had been firmly blocking the downstairs had long since disappeared.

Even after wandering for a while, the ghosts did not come out randomly, unlike when she was with Russell, so Fidelis was able to move around much more easily.

‘ They must be ghosts corresponding to the event ‘.

‘ Still, the scary things were undoubtedly scary ‘.

Fidelis walked around with her footsteps as light as possible.

As a result, she found a vestibule to get out. The moonlight coming through the window would be so welcoming.

Fidelis tried to run to the front door without hesitation, but stopped.

[Off, turn off… … .]

Snuggle, snuggle.

The sound of sharp iron being dragged to the floor resounded. Scared, Fidelis hurriedly looked around, then quickly hid herself in the recessed wall. She tilted her head slightly and stared at the porch reflected in the moonlight.

‘It’s right in front of you!’

Thud!

Her shoulders slumped up. Her eyes trembled at the sound of something heavy falling, and she turned his gaze to the direction the sound was heard.

“Oww!”

It was a person’s corpse.

A corpse that had already been mutilated and already dead. The corpse, who died without even closing his eyes, was lying on the floor like a powerless doll. The culprit was a monster in the form of a strangely bloated man standing next to him.

The color of his body was pale gray as if he had already dead, and there was blood all over his body.

The original sound was a long sword in the hands of the ghost. Seeing the knife still dripping with blood, Fidelis squeezed her eyes shut and pressed closer to the wall.

[Ouch, ahhh… turn it off… .]

It made a strange noise and vomited something up and then left the body behind. Even though it had left, Fidelis did not come out.

She had seen many ghosts, but it was the first time he shad seen a corpse. It’s a B-grade horror game, so brutal and disgusting that it made me nauseous.

Fidelis stared blankly at the front door. No matter how disgusting it was, she had to go out. She looked around carefully, trying not to keep her eyes on the distant corpse, and then walked towards the front door.

I didn’t even want to check what it spit. There were bloodstains on the floor, and there were more palm-shaped bloodstains on the front door than before.

She was reluctant to step on it because a lot of blood had hardened on the bottom than before, but she quickly clenched her teeth and stepped on it and approached the door. She grabbed the blood-stained handle and pulled it, but the closed door didn’t even move an inch.

My body felt cold. Like the corpse next to me, I could also be killed and awake again, wandering in an infinite loop, unable to lift the curse, and could have died and continued to be killed countless times.

I hate that!

“… No. please.”

Biting her lips, Fidelis opened the door again, but her force didn’t even show a crack in the locked door. She put the lantern down and slammed the door with her. foot, but to no avail.

She looked around with her trembling eyes and tried to smash the door with a chair that was lying around, but it cannot still be opened,

“Please!”

Even if I tried to break the window or smashed the door, there was not even a small scratch.

Paralyzed by fear, her heart grew weaker and weaker, and just like that, the smallest hope she had preserved shattered. A feeling of despair took hold of Fidelis’ mind and pulled her into the abyss. She had streams of tears running down her eyes.

“Why me! Why!”

She felt desperate and wanted to die. She was tired and unable to think rationally and the loneliness added to her vacancy of accompany where Russell had left, so she just wanted to give up. She didn’t know how much time had passed. Her gasping breath became rough, and her tears covered her face in a mess.

Her energy was already hitting the bottom. Her legs no longer felt like hers, and her body was covered in sweat. As she felt her despair and didn’t know what to do, a man’s soft voice came from behind her.

“Even if you cry like that, it is of no use. You can only get out by breaking the curse here.”

Blood was dripping from the palm of her hand, soaking the door handle.

Fidelis, who lost hold of handle helplessly at his words, turned and looked at him.

Fidelis’ eyes were already crushed red, and her cheeks were white and trembling. She wondered how she was still standing. She felt like she was about to collapse at any moment.

A man entered her eyes.

She saw something shiny fluttered in the wind, not knowing where the dazzling blonde hair contrasts with the darkness came from. The moment she tried to lick her lips as she watched him smile sweetly, she collapsed helplessly. The man supported and hugged her in his arms comfortably.

Fidelis, who had collapsed as she tried to break down the front door, ignoring her energy, was quietly held in the arms of a man with her eyes closed. He glanced at her, searching for her with an intriguing look.

“White hair and red eyes. And in pajamas with stars, bare feet.”

She was a woman who was unique in many ways and who intrigued him. Somehow, he felt he like this girl a little bit as he touched her tears, which were still barely hanging from the corners of her closed eyes.

He wiped the tears from her face at once and hugged her gently.

His gaze turned to a nearby corpse. On top of the corpse was an arm soaked in a thick liquid.

“One of the applicants.”

He raised the corners of his lips as he looked at Fidelis in his arms.

“I don’t think you killed him.”

It was as if I had been caught and killed by some ghost.

“How should I do this?”

He thought a little, stroking Fidelis’ pale cheeks in his arms.

It didn’t matter if I left her here, but somehow I didn’t want to. He held a small Fidelis that fit snugly against his large body with his one hand and held a lantern in his other hand. Still, he showed no feeling of heaviness. Rather, a relaxed smile appeared on his lips.

He looked at Fidelis who had fallen silently in his arms and cast his gaze once more at her hair. His blue eyes were filled with curiosity and interest.

Since Fidelis had walked so far, she sought her peace of mind in his gentle movements and his warm body temperature.

Her energy, which had hit the floor, was completely restored a little time later. She flinched, opened her eyes, and looked around her to see a terrifying landscape no different from before she fainted. At the sight, she bit her lips tightly.

“Are you awake?”

Startled by the first low, audible voice she had heard, Fidelis tilted her head and saw the blonde man smiled with his eyes wide open.

“Uh… excuse me… .”

He must have been the man I had seen before I collapsed.

Fidelis forgot her current situation and without realizing it, she stared blankly at the man’s beautiful face. Only after a little while, she suddenly came to her senses. Noticing that she was being held in the man’s arms, she struggled a little bit. But, the man gave more strength to hold her in his arms.

“It’s too cold to just lay on the floor.”

Fidelis gave her thanks to him, who made eye contact with her and smiled kindly.

“Ah, thanks-”

Before she could even utter a word, a white window appeared next to the man.

‘Window?’

As if introducing Russell’s name, a small window floated next to the man. Then the letters began to be engraved one by one.

「Name: Hakan Declan
Feature : … … .”

As I tilted my head while looking at the letters that appeared behind the man, a shocking word came to my view.

「Feature: Psychopath」

… Yes? Pardon? I was so surprised that I blinked and looked at the transparent screen window and the man alternately. The man smiled softly and trimmed my hair.

“What’s on my face?”

Ah, I think even a psychopath is buried in this game… … . Fidelis, unable to say that, vigorously shook her head.

And if so, what?

What about a psychopath?

In a place full of killers, ghosts, and monstrous creatures, only one psychopath approached me normally.

He wouldn’t feel guilty about killing people without hesitation. And, even if he killed me, once I died and woke up again, I should think situations more positively. And then, all of a sudden, Fidelis smiled softly.

‘Until just before, I was always afraid of death… … .’

It was absurd that my mind had changed in an instant, but it was even more surprising that there were people who did not change in such an extreme situation. Fidelis looked at Hakan, who was holding her in a stable way.

If this guy changed his attitude and killed me, I would run away to avoid meeting him next time.

Fidelis decided to use the situation when it was still available to avoid the crisis. To die and be resurrected means that once the curse is lifted, such a phenomenon will no longer occur.

She was already acutely aware that she could not get out through the door, so Fidelis was determined to lift the curse as soon as possible.

“Thank you. Could you please drop me off?”

As I was about to go down after saying something I didn’t finish earlier, he gave his arms strength again.

“Aren’t your feet sore?”
“Oh, I’m fine… … .”

Looking at her already messed up feet, Fidelis muttered as if she didn’t care. It was tingling and bitter, but she was more afraid of Hakan leaving after thinking of her a nuisance with the fact that he had to carry her in his arms.

She didn’t think anyone could save her, but Hakan appeared like a lie.

She didn’t know anything about him yet, but she still hated being alone. She’d rather be with a psychopath. I wanted to be next to this warm body temperature.

She seemed to make the thought of dying again when she was alone, drenching in despair.

“I think I’d better hold on to you until I find the shoes. I can’t let you walk around barefoot.”

Saying resolutely, he smiled broadly and handed Fidelis the lantern.

“Could you please hold this and light it for me instead?”
“Ah yes!”

Fidelis lit up the hallway with a lantern.

“May I ask what your name is?”

Hakan asked to relieve Fidelis’ awkward feeling of tension in his own arms. Then, she answered hurriedly.

“Yes…Ah.. Fidelis!”

It was so cute that Hakan burst out a small laugh.

“My name is Hakan. I think you can call me Hakan comfortably.”

Hakan told her one thing or another to help her relax. As if his efforts were not in vain, her tension gradually eased and she came to be embraced in his arms comfortably.

Hakan’s smile deepened and he was happy with his own choice to bring her to with him,

“By the way, did Fidelis come in before us?”

“Yes?”

“I had never seen Fidelis when the applicants were all together. I never forgot the applicants’ faces and names.”

He asked, raising the corners of his lips affectionately and smiling. Fidelis’s chapped lips were burning.

This is the world of a game, but everyone except me thinks this is real. If I told the truth in that state, I had no idea how he would come out.

No, he might not believe it and he could have treated me like I’m crazy. The description of the game said it was freedom of expression, but I was not brave enough to take risks.