Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
When a normal person realized their company was dead and their skin started to decay and their face literally melted off, it should be a terrifying discovery. Based on a normal horror movie trope, Bai Sinian would lose control and then start to attack the living humans around him. He would lose his mind after killing his victim and then in his loss and confusion return to the fourth floor basement and reinitiate a new cycle. This would have happened many times already but this time things were different. Bai Sinian, who was literally decaying, had his hand held tightly by Han Fei. He noted with surprise that the man wasn’t that friendly before he found out he was a ghost.
“Based on the surveillance tapes on that computer, you’ve been wandering around this place for a long time already. After discovering the truth, you’d work to avoid it every time and thus got stuck in an endless loop. Brother, you’re trapped inside a maze made by your own memory.” Han Fei told Bai Sinian kindly. He started to persuade Bai Sinian to join him. With the training from the cryptic world, Han Fei was more professional than most psychiatrists on the market, it couldn’t be helped, he had too much clinical experience. Looking at the computer screen, as the truth entered his mind, Bai Sinian should go berserk but he was both mentally and physically suppressed by Han Fei. “I know this will be hard to stomach for now but you can’t change what happened.” Through Soul-depth Touch, Han Fei realized Bai Sinian was not an evil spirit. His soul was like a balled-up twine, the threads which were truly malicious were extremely little.
After Bai Sinian calmed down, Han Fei asked. “Now you should remember many things already, can you tell me what exactly happened here?”
“Dead, everyone’s dead. Only the dead will be taken away. You’ll have to die before you can become a security guard. They came from different places but all had horrible deaths. Then they were sent to different places.” Bai Sinian mumbled incoherently. “No one ever returned, they will n
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