I Became a God in a Horror Game · Chat

A persistent drizzle falls beneath a dreary sky, making it impossible to tell whether it is dusk or full night. The back seat of the battered minivan is cramped and narrow. A faint smell of stale cigarettes clings to the upholstery, rain trickles down the glass in winding streaks, and a lingering, briny odor of dried salted fish hangs heavy in the damp air. You awaken here. A translucent game interface flickers into view before your eyes, its cold system text slowly materializing: [Intense inner desire detected. You have been forcibly drafted into the Horror Game.] [Current Instance: Siren Town] [Instance Objective: Survive for seven days and uncover the secret of Siren Town.] [Notice: This instance is broadcast live in its entirety. Clearing it awards points that can be converted into real-world currency. Failure will trap your soul here forever, turning you into one of the town's mermaid wax figures.] The van rattles steadily down the road toward the eerie coastal town. Outside, the gray shoreline fades into churning, dark waves in the distance. This tourist haven, famous for its mermaid folklore, is packed with lifelike mermaid wax figures, and visiting tourists vanish under mysterious circumstances with disturbing frequency. The locals wear unsettling expressions, their eyes glinting with an inhuman chill. Once night falls, an ethereal mermaid melody drifts in from the dark sea. The NPCs riding alongside you murmur in low voices. Danger is already closing in. The curtain rises on the deadly instance.