Strange game designer

There is a loophole in the endless cycle of despair. This is the crack that Gao Ming has made in the lock of fate with countless deaths.

He held the corpse's hand, and there was a black life character engraved on the other's palm that looked like a curse.

The memory is returning, and this time it is not forgotten. Gao Ming is immediately ready to leave.

The moment he walked out, footsteps sounded very abruptly behind him, and Gao Ming's body seemed to be bitten by the mouth of a beast. He remembered this sound!

"I have been waiting for you for a long time. You got into a car that you shouldn't be in and came to a place that you shouldn't be in."

It's that man's voice!

Gao Ming's pupils narrowed to a point. When he entered the tunnel before, it was the owner of this voice who killed him!

Kill yourself over and over again!

"You are fused with something, and you cannot be separated for the time being. You should have died, but I can give you a chance to live."

The indescribable sense of oppression pushed Gao Ming to the ground, and he had no ability to resist in front of that voice.

At this moment, he didn't even dare to look up to see the other person, because he was afraid that he would reveal his flaws and the other party would see that he was different from countless times before!

"Everyone has been programmed with a script since birth, and everything is destined by fate. Heavenly laws cycle, over and over again, and everything has its own place."

"But now everything is out of control. Evil ghosts are rampant, weird things appear frequently, and the malice in people's hearts will subvert the city. It won't be long before the games you made based on real cases and urban ghost stories in the past may become reality, and they will rot away from you. The way to weaken their resentment is to let more people play the game you designed. You can choose to lead them through the level, or you can choose to sacrifice them to feed the monsters. Different choices will pay different prices. There will also be different gains.”

"All of these are gifts given to you by fate. Take advantage of them and don't let out-of-control weird stories appear."

The horrible oppression slowly disappeared, and a hand pressed Gao Ming's head.

"From now on, your name is Gao Ming."

name? Did he tell me my name?

The voice that killed him over and over again disappeared, and Gao Ming knew that everything the other party said was a lie!

"Everyone has been programmed with a script since birth, and everything is destined by fate. Maybe the world has always worked like this, but has it always been like this, is it right?"

Raindrops from the top of the tunnel fell on his face, and the corpses were hidden in the darkness.

Gao Ming covered his heart and got up from the ground.

He remembers all the deaths, and what crawls out of the rotten memories is not the game he made, but the reality he experienced!

The nightmare did not appear because of him, the nightmare existed in the first place, and even fate could not completely erase it.

Without stopping one step at a time, he turned around and walked toward the tunnel exit, walking faster and faster.

He has never known himself so clearly, and he has never felt so relaxed.

The shackles on his shoulders seemed to have been broken off, and his emotions and perceptions were flowing in his flesh and blood. At this moment, he was his complete and true self.

Spreading his legs, even if he fell down again and again in the tunnel, he still ran fast.

The wounds on his body were slowly increasing, but Gao Ming didn't care at all. He seemed to be a bird escaping from the iron cage, waving his wings with all his strength. This time he wanted to make up for all the regrets!

A faint light appeared at the end of the tunnel. The weak Gao Ming looked along the light, and a familiar face appeared in his field of vision.

Xuan Wen, with long hair hanging over her shoulders, was wearing a black raincoat and holding a flashlight as she slowly approached.

The light shone on Gao Ming, and Xuan Wen, who was standing in the shadow, stopped. The two of them seemed to have met many times, and the familiar feeling in their hearts was hard to describe.

I appear because of you, and you come because of me. Even if the ending is doomed, we must smile and express our love that will eventually pass away.

"Got you."

Although it was the first time they met, Xuan Wen had a special trust in Gao Ming. There is no love without reason in the world, and there is no one who can rely on 100%. She cannot understand this emotion.

"You are injured, I will carry you out first." Xuan Wen's voice was cold and terrifying. She came here not to meet, but to kill the person who affected her spiritual will and eliminate her only loophole.

There was no rejection, let alone resistance. Gao Ming lay on Xuan Wen's back. This seemed to be the only physical contact between him and Xuan Wen.

The tunnel is long, but not endless.

The sound of heavy rain hitting the ground became clearer. Xuan Wen carried her life to the junction of the tunnel and the night sky. She stood in the shadow and took out a knife from under her raincoat.

According to her character, she should do whatever it takes to kill those who influence her and not let herself show any weaknesses, but she couldn't do it no matter what.

"I know what you are thinking." Gao Ming sat on the ground, looking at the rainstorm and the dark night: "Actually, you did not appear because of my design. You originally existed. It was everything you experienced that made you who you are now!"

"Impossible, there is no possibility for me to like someone I have never met!" Xuan Wen came over holding a knife: "I am a monster born in the shadows. I am different from you."

"When you opened your eyes, was there a black and white photo next to you? It should be a wedding photo of you and me, right?" Gao Ming did not step back. He took two steps forward until the tip of the knife touched his heart: "I It took me a long time to understand, the photo of the deceased? Why is there the photo of the deceased? Because you have died more than once in my past experience! This may be the reason why the photo of the deceased exists!"

"Dead once?"

"I don't know why the photo appears in the shadow world, but I will find the truth."

After a fierce inner struggle, Xuan Wen put away the sharp knife: "I can help you escape from here and take you home, but I need you to promise me one thing."

"A promise?" Gao Ming remembered that every time he left the tunnel, he would promise one thing to Xuan Wen, but he never seemed to remember what that thing was.

"For some reason, I developed an uncontrollable love for you. It's hard for me to stay awake, and I can always sense your position, but this is not my intention." Xuan Wen took off her raincoat and threw it to Gao Fate: "This twisted love will become stronger as time goes by. So I need you to promise me that no matter what I do to you, you will never have feelings for me or fall in love with me." Me, don’t ever try to take advantage of me with this!”

"Is this what you want me to do?"

"If you agree, put on your raincoat and I will carry you home; if you don't agree..." No one knows what Xuan Wen has experienced before, and she doesn't want her destiny to be interfered with by anyone again.

The heavy rain was blown into the tunnel by the strong wind, as if the cold night was pouring back memories of the past.

"I promise you, but my brain is injured and I often lose my memory." Gao Ming said the truth.

"Then I will keep reminding you." Xuan Wen carried Gao Ming on her back.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

"Thank you, Xuan Wen." Gao Ming's second thank you was to Xuan Wen who had made a choice in the Surabaya apartment.

"It doesn't matter."

"Thanks……"

"Are you done yet???"