Surviving as a Crazy Evil Spirit in a Horror Game
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I possessed an evil spirit inside the game.
At first, I thought I had to help the murderer kill all the survivors in order to escape.
“Alright. Hehe, die! You ugly human!”
“Kyahaha! You gonna hit me with that? Go on—hit me! Hit me!”
After going through such childish acting, barely using the evil spirit’s abilities to possess a human and deliver the survivors in front of the murderer Basileon…
“…I told you not to possess human men.”
Even as a murderer, he’s being picky.
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“Evie. Don’t go.”
But somehow, his obsession seems to be growing.
“I… want to feel your warmth.”
“Basileon, I’m an evil spirit. We can never touch each other.”
“…That can’t be.”
“….”
“That’s too cruel.”
Before I knew it, Basileon’s eyes were glistening with moisture.
We’ve shared countless conversations and exchanged glances, yet you and I still couldn’t feel each other’s warmth.
Yes. We’re a human and an evil spirit who cannot touch one another.
Or so I thought…
“Hug me.”
“…I can’t hug you. But, if something like this is okay.”
He hugged me—or to be more precise, he embraced the empty air.
It was strange. It was clear that we couldn’t touch, and yet, he and I were both feeling each other’s warmth.