terror behind the walls stories

"Asshole, you're hurting me, be gentler…" "Heh, don't you like it rough?" ... Most fatally, she was wearing only a thin spaghetti-strap nightgown, revealing large swathes of lovely scenery with her damp hair draped to one side, holding a feather duster in her hand… On the bed was a man with a hood on his head, his hands and feet bound, much like a slave.

After making preparations for transmigration into the VR world "Mystical Era", the previous veteran player Xia Yuan becomes an NPC, and is even made the fourth son of the Duke of the Empire! Already prepared for a boring aristocratic life, he never expects that the era has totally changed! As the last obstacle, his family has been labelled as a villain by the new aristocracy and will soon be crushed by history! Xia Yuan has no choice but to gradually strengthen his own power according to his knowledge of the game's history. Lost treasures, forbidden ancient weapons, secrets of immortality, forgotten epics... With one's own strength, save the world! Change fate! Rise from the ashes! ... The knight swears, the mage sings, and the dragon spreads its wings! Pursue magic and truth, and control the fate of yourself and the era! Stand in the clouds, above the floating city and the throne of the sky! The bell rings, and the signs finally appeared. -It’s time for the stars to align-

Lu Wu, an aimless video game developer, had been feeling perturbed ever since he found out he was the direct descendant of a king from the underworld. Other than the title, His Excellency, his ancestor hadn't passed down anything else to him. On top of that, all of his ancestor’s subordinates had rebelled against him and completely usurped his inherited territory. Under the circumstances, Lu Wu built a battle game server with the help of his new mysterious friend and transported gamers from the real world straight to the underworld using virtual reality. They then created the main quest, the character classes, the Instance Dungeon, the storyline, and the non-player characters for the game. Relying solely on these video gamers’ strengths, Lu Wu began his expedition to reclaim his rightful inheritance. What could possibly go wrong?

“Want to know the meaning of life? Want to live… a real life?” The world changes when you click YES. In God’s dimension, you have to keep getting stronger, keep evolving to survive one horror movie after another. Do you kill everyone in your way to reach the end as a lone king? Or fight along with your comrades and survive through the support of friends? Everything was just for staying alive. Until you find the secret of God’s dimension. Who is the real enemy?

[Desenvolvedor de Jogos de Terror: Meus jogos não são tão assustadores!] Eu odeio terror. Desde os sons de passos correndo atrás de mim, até os sussurros suaves, mas inquietantemente frios se enrolando em meus ouvidos... Tudo isso. Eu odeio. Tanto que começo a vomitar quando atinjo um certo limite. E ainda assim, sou um Desenvolvedor de Jogos de Terror. Um péssimo, por sinal. Então, dada a minha falta de habilidade, decidi desistir. Mas ainda assim... [Parabéns, você foi selecionado para o Sistema de Desenvolvimento de Jogos de Terror!] Não, eu não quero isso. Deixe-me desistir. ※ Nota: Seu mundo pode sofrer algumas mudanças. Mas não se preocupe! É parte do jogo! *** Esta é uma história sobre um desenvolvedor de jogos que odeia terror, mas não tem escolha a não ser desenvolver jogos assustadores o suficiente para traumatizar as pessoas. Você quer me amaldiçoar por fazer você urinar nas calças? Se for esse o caso, a quem devo amaldiçoar? *** Uma história inspirada em SCP com seu próprio toque!

[Desarrollador de Juegos de Terror: ¡Mis juegos no dan tanto miedo!] Odio el terror. Desde los sonidos nerviosos de pasos corriendo detrás de mí, hasta los susurros suaves pero inquietantemente fríos envolviéndome los oídos... Todo eso. Lo odio. Tanto que empiezo a vomitar cuando alcanzo cierto umbral. Y aun así, soy un Desarrollador de Juegos de Terror. Uno mediocre, además. Así que, dada mi falta de habilidad, decidí renunciar. Y sin embargo... [¡Felicidades, has sido seleccionado para el Sistema Desarrollador de Juegos de Terror!] No, no lo quiero. Déjame renunciar. ※ Nota: Tu mundo podría experimentar algunos cambios. ¡Pero no te preocupes! ¡Es parte del juego! *** Esta es una historia sobre un desarrollador de juegos que odia el terror, pero no tiene más remedio que desarrollar juegos lo suficientemente aterradores como para traumatizar a la gente. ¿Quieres maldecirme por hacer que te orines en los pantalones? Si ese es el caso, ¿a quién maldigo yo? *** ¡Una historia inspirada en SCP con su propio giro!

One day, Wei Xiao Bei gets dragged into The Dust World, a post-apocalyptic world ruled by monsters from myths, legends, games, etc. He also gains the power to travel between it and the real world, as well as the power called the 'Status Panel'. With this power, he chooses to strengthen himself to explore the vast mysteries and terror of the other world. What mysteries await him? What is The Dust World? Author's Synopsis: What the hell is this? What the hell happened here? How did my room become so ruined after a single night? The floor and table were covered in dust, his new poster of Zhang Liang Ying that had just been posted on the wall a few days ago had already become yellow and tattered all over. Even Zhang Liang Ying’s beautiful face became monstrous as if an old devil was looking at him with a terrifying smile. The walls were covered by a mist of cobwebs and the fruits placed on top of the coffee table were withered and rotted to the point that the mold on them had turned black. The fruits below even seemed to have turned into mush. The aluminium framed window that the landlord had just installed not that long ago was now covered in a layer of white ash and the glass was filled with cracks and covered in dust. The computer beside his bed was also covered by cobwebs and was accompanied by an empty water glass with a withered worm inside of it. Dust filled the air making Wei Xiao Bei choke as he tried to breathe. Everything seemed to be ash gray without any light as if looking at television static. After just one night, it seemed like everything in the room had aged for centuries or even millennia. Mother… is this a dream? This must be a dream!

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Upon waking up, Flanders traveled to a modern world that had magic and turned into a scarecrow that had zero mobility! Fortunately, as long as he absorbed fear, he could continue to evolve! From then on, an existence that caused a headache for the Wizard’s Association was born! He was called the Demon Lord of Terror, Master of Nightmares, Ancient Evil Now, Nightmare’s Edge... He, was the most powerful existence in this world!

I thought the masked stranger who fathered my son was a ghost of one reckless night. Then I walked into my new boss's office—and those ice-blue eyes found mine across the boardroom. Ivy Brooks only saw him once. One night. One mask. One underground auction that cost her everything—and gave her a son she'd die to protect. She never knew his name. Never saw his face. All she had were those piercing eyes behind black silk, a voice like gravel and velvet, and a secret she buried so deep she almost forgot it was there. For five years, she rebuilt her life from nothing—betrayed by her ex, abandoned by her family, raising her boy on stolen hours and stubborn hope. When she finally lands a legitimate job as Executive Assistant at Thorne Group, she thinks she's finally safe. Then she meets her new boss. Caleb Thorne. Billionaire CEO in a tailored suit. Don of the Thorne Syndicate in the shadows. A man who wears a different mask for every room he walks into—and the one who's been hunting her for five years. He doesn't recognize her face. But her eyes? Her scent? The way she flinches when he steps too close? He knows. And now that she's standing in his office—exposed, cornered, and carrying his secret—Caleb won't let her hide behind any mask. Not her professional armor. Not her single-mother walls. Not the lies that have kept them apart. He'll strip every layer until there's nothing left between them but skin, truth, and a fire neither of them ever put out.