Horror Game [Sertina's Complex Exposed!!!]
There was a brief commotion, but it wrapped up quickly, and they moved on to the game.
SniperVillain fiddled with various game settings he didn't understand—like brightness, sensitivity, and such. Whatever, skipping that since I wouldn't get it anyway!
Finally, to avoid any issues during play, he adjusted the chair height.
·····Even though I kept refusing, he did it anyway.
'It was actually a bit uncomfortable...'
With that lighthearted thought, I clicked to start the game!
Just as I was about to dive in for real······ it prompted me to choose a difficulty.
[Easy] [Normal] [Hard] [Nightmare]
"No way you're picking Easy, right?"
Who does this guy think I am, shoving Easy and Normal at me? Obviously, go for the hardest one!
'Mm, yeah. The viewers get it.'
Stuff like that is for noobs anyway. A true top-tier has to face trials just as intense, right?
'This wouldn't even qualify as a trial.'
Embracing the viewers' wisdom, I selected Nightmare!
·····Or tried to.
[Unlocks after clearing Hard mode.]
Ah. These arrogant devs cockily locked the highest difficulty?
This demands a formal complaint. With no choice, I settled for the next best: Hard.
"Oh, Hard."
SniperVillain sounded impressed and chimed in, so I glanced his way with a blank face.
Oh dear. Time to show them my skills.
What if I do too well and make past players feel inferior? Not my problem. Blame their own mediocrity.
The game launched, loading screen shifted, and the tutorial began in a dimly lit, shadowy city blanketed in thick darkness.
'Mm, so these are the arrow keys. Press F to pick up items...'
The game's premise was simple: An ordinary office worker heads to the spot where his daughter was last seen, only to tumble into another world—an urban legend-style tale. Dodge the monsters swarming everywhere, find the exit, and return to the real world. That's the goal.
[Move to the indicated point.]
I blitzed through the tutorial at unprecedented speeds no one had ever witnessed—until then.
'Huh? Go... there?'
The on-screen movement marker guided toward a flickering streetlamp in a dingy alley. My character halted.
"What're you doing? Go on."
Smooth—I stared silently at SniperVillain with a blank expression.
'Anyone can see something's gonna jump out!'