Jung Chin-Sun is a 20 year old who has just moved to the town of Apgujeong-Dong where she starts as a freshman in the local College. When she gets the hang of everything the College throws at her she relaxes and prepares to make friends but undoubtedly, discovers a crush for her popular and clever class president. 

Chin-Sun knows that nothing can go between her love for the class president, not even the other girls in the class (or the college). However, unfortunately she gets murdered that night along with her family and she becomes a ghost with unfinished business.

"Those are the top three for ratings." Zhao Guozhou was very pleased. He praised, "I would like to now commend the team for ‘Late-night Ghost Stories’, especially Little Zhang. For a late night segment to achieve a placing in the top three for its first broadcast, it is unprecedented and should be entered into the record books. I've seen the listenership ratings graph and there isn't much of a difference between the upper and lower ratings throughout the program. Starting from midnight, it was always on a high and this shows the affirmation the listeners have about the plot. And because of the explosion of ‘Late-night Ghost Stories’, this channel's entire ratings also rose. Let's have a round of applause for Little Zhang and wish that he would keep working harder!"
Bba Bba Bba.
Everyone reacted with applause.
But Tian Bin did not move; he couldn't accept the truth!
Zhang Ye clasped his hands in appreciation, "It's all thanks to the Leader's help and everyone's support; it wasn't down to me alone."
"Talk About the World" listenership 3.17%.
"Entertainment Daily" listenership 2.29%.
"Late-night Ghost Stories" listenership 0.98%.
"Laughter Daily" listenership 0.92%.
"People's Broadcast Station News Highlights (Affiliate Broadcast)" listenership 0.89%.
Sixth place.…Seventh place...the ratings had very little difference.
This time, the segment in last place was "Old and Young Story Club", taking over the last place position of "Late-night Ghost Stories", with a listenership of 0.27%.
After Zhao Guozhou finished announcing, he summarised the previous day's results before letting everyone return to their work.
Zhang Ye sat back down and got himself busy. On the surface, he was calm. But inside, he was bursting with excitement. If no one was around, he would have smiled until his mouth went crooked. Only after it sunk in did he calm down and analyze the reasons for the program's popularity. The most important reason should have been because of market and environmental factors. The ghost stories and supernatural novels of this world was still in their infancy stages, so not many good works have appeared yet. The ones that could be considered good numbered around 4 or 5 novels. In Zhang Ye's view, these top novels would only be considered to be so-so; therefore, the market still hungered for more. Now, Zhang Ye had brought to them a story full of novelty about grave robbing, a story that was already tested and well-received in his world. The key was that this story was being first released on radio. It was an original story that was not available anywhere else in the market and so it was not in anyone's imagination that it would achieve such great results.
That morning, the recording schedule was confirmed.
The female assistant, Xiaofang, came looking for Zhang Ye while holding a slip, smiling sweetly, "Teacher Zhang, it's time to do the recording for tonight's program. You have Room 7 from 10 A.M. to 11:30 A.M. Don’t go any later than 11:40 A.M., because there is another recording after that. Well, in the afternoon, Room 8 has a lot of free slots. If you are up for it, I will book the timings for you? We can book three hours at the most."
Zhang Ye considered this, "Okay, then thanks for the trouble. Book it for however long it is available for. I will try to record three broadcasts by today." Of course, it would be good to prepare a few broadcasts in advance while in good health and spirits, rather than to rush at a later time. Besides, in this line of work, having one's voice in a good condition was imperative. If he caught a cold, it would definitely affect the quality of the broadcast, so it was better to be prepared.
"Sure." Xiaofang blinked, "Then, should I help to prepare your manuscripts?"
Zhang Ye waved his hands, saying, "No need for that. I don't have any manuscripts. Let's go straight to recording."
No manuscripts? Xiaofang couldn't help but look at him admiringly. Even the colleagues around who heard that were impressed. Ignoring the composition skills of the newly-arrived Teacher Zhang, just his off script reading skill was one of a kind in the Beijing Radio Station. Even for programs that demanded spontaneity like interviews, the host would still require a script of some sort for a guide, not to mention a program like story-telling!
Tian Bin watched with envious fury. Look how everyone is behaving. It's just a good result for the first broadcast and that's to be expected. I don't believe that the next few broadcasts will bring such high ratings. The station had been promoting it so strongly, so, of course, the first broadcast would be highly-rated. Tian Bin also had a broadcast for a novel last year and on the first day of the broadcast, he had received ninth place. But the next few broadcasts’ ratings dropped exponentially by the day. In the end, it became last place as usual. Such is the law of programs in the late night segment and no one has ever managed to escape the claws of this curse!
Wait and see what happens tomorrow and the day after! I will watch you cry when that happens!
Tian Bin was already confident of his judgement!
His other colleagues at the Literature Channel, even Zhao Guozhou, had similar thoughts. Luck probably played a part for its first broadcast ratings. No matter what, this was a late night segment: a midnight segment, in fact. This timing had the lowest audience numbers, so the ability to take third place would be lost for sure. It would even be normal for it to slip to around the tenth place.
However, the way the situation progressed caught everyone by surprise!
There was a slight dip in the listenership for the second episode of "Ghost Blows Out the Light". After all, even the best things would not be well-liked by everyone. If there were people who liked it, there would be people who disliked it. It could not be forced. After listeners who contributed to the first episode's listenership ratings left, the results dropped to the segment to sixth place for the entire channel. However, immediately following the third episode of "Ghost Blows Out the Light", it ushered in another explosive breakthrough. It returned, once again, back to the third spot in the entire channel. Very clearly, although a small fraction of listeners had left, a large group of listeners gradually came in to replace them!
Zhang Ye's deep voice flowed from the radio, "Thousands of pieces of timber were used to build up a pyramidal tower that stood above-ground. There were red sparkling stars above the tower and, using the weak light to see, the foundation of the wooden tower was about two hundred meters wide, made of cement. Thousand-year-old cedar wood was used to build the tower's body and it had a total of nine floors. Each floor was filled with dried skeletons, wearing all sorts of strange ancient costumes. There were people of all ages and genders. Each piece of wood was engraved with Tibetan runes. Is this a tomb? Who could have built a tomb of this size underground?"
Many listeners in the city of Beijing felt an eerie chill while listening nearby their radios!
Zhang Ye was listening to his own program at home, too, while checking the internet for messages and comments, enjoying it thoroughly.
"I'm finished! I won't be able to sleep, again, tonight!"
"Me, too. This part is too exciting!"
"Can you not leave us with a cliffhanger? Why did it end here today?"
"Strongly requesting for a bit more! I will not be able to sleep at ease!"
The listener's feedback was very positive. The posters included the old, the young, both males and females. It covered almost all ages!
About ten minutes after the program ended, Zhang Ye noticed on his Weibo a bigwig account's comment. The verified account belonged to a famous Central TV producer, Hu Fei, who had a following of over 600,000 fans. He posted, "Yesterday, a director from the station recommended to me a late-night radio program called ‘Late-night Ghost Stories’, telling me that the novel being read was really awesome. At first, I didn't quite believe it and, with a skeptical attitude, I listened to five episode broadcasts. But in the end, I was really impressed. I felt pleased, as I have read many supernatural novels, but none of those had amazed me this much. The country needs more of such great works."
Below the post, many fans rushed to re-publish it.
"'Late-night Ghost Stories'? Never heard of it. Is it that good?"
"If Teacher Hu says he is impressed, then it must be pretty good!"
"Haha, even Teacher Hu is recommending it? Looks like everyone's aesthetic style is the same. I began listening to ‘Ghost Blows Out the Light’ from the first episode and cannot help myself!"
Seeing this, Zhang Ye felt good. This was the greatest affirmation he could receive!
...
The next day.
"Late-night Ghost Stories"’s ratings for the past few days had been released!
First episode: 0.98%
Second episode: 0.69%
Third episode: 1.01%
Fourth episode: 1.14%
Fifth episode: 1.27%
After nearly a week of broadcasts, even though Zhang Ye's program was still in the top three, it was still a far cry from second-placed "Entertainment Daily". It was not likely to take second place any time soon, but it had already firmly rooted itself at third place, since it was comfortably above the fourth placing. Moreover, the ratings were increasing ever so slightly by the day, meaning that there was still a lot of potential for improvement!
Upon the release of the rating results, many skeptics were shut down, including Tian Bin.
A miracle had been created! The success of "Late-night Ghost Stories" made it unbearable for many to lay their sights on it!
Colleagues expressed wonder and admiration. As an unexpected competitor, the rise of this late-night segment was too sudden!
Even the Traffic, Music and News Channels knew of Zhang Ye! That's how it was in the station; what secret could remain a secret?
"Hey, Ah Li."
"Old Meng? What's up?"
"I heard an awesome person came to your Literature Channel? He pushed the late-night program's listenership ratings to third place? It is catching up with the ratings of prime-time programs? Is that true?"
"Yes, it's true."
"Awesome, too awesome."
"You have not heard ‘Ghost Blows Out the Light’ yet, right? If you listen to it, you will not be surprised. It's a really good piece of work. And it has opened up the tomb robbing genre for supernatural novels. It is the founder! You may not know this, but for the past few days, the amount of letters sent in by listeners everyday is just crazy. There would be at least a hundred letters a day!"
"Really? Then I must really give it a listen!"
Zhang Ye was passing by, when he heard the discussion between the two. With a slight tinge of happiness, he understood now that he has firmed up his standing in the station. "Late-night Ghost Stories" had become a star program of the Literature Channel and by continuing to contribute to the listenership, Zhang Ye's place as a radio host will rise, too!


Zhang Ye was originally a mundane college graduate with aspiring dreams to become a star, but unfortunately has below average looks and height. However one day, he woke up and suddenly found himself in a parallel world! 
It’s like the same world, but wait a minute…many brands, celebrities and even famous works from his world changed and are gone in this new world! Armed with the profound literary knowledge of his previous world and a heaven-defying Game Ring that gives him magical items, stats and skills, Zhang Ye embarks on a journey to pursue his life-long dream of becoming famous!
Follow Zhang Ye as he takes the new world by storm, one plagiarized piece at a time, to hilarious reactions!

Before telling the following story, I will tell you a little about what it is about:

      “There are different versions, but all of them have a common denominator: a young woman dressed in a white dress. Legend has it that, a father of a family, came home from work on the Costas del Garraf road. It was a rainy night, the cold fogged the windshield and exhaustion pushed his eyelids down. As he drove down the road, the drops hit the windows of his car more violently, which lost its stability on the winding path of the asphalt.

      The man sharpened his senses and slowed down. At that same moment, the headlights of the vehicle illuminated the figure of a girl who, drenched by the rain, waited motionless for a driver to take pity on her and take her to her destination. Without a moment's hesitation, he stopped short and invited her upstairs. She accepted immediately, and as she sat in the passenger seat; the driver noticed her attire. She was wearing a white cotton dress that was wrinkled and smeared with mud. From his matted hair, it seemed that he had been waiting a long time.
 
  She resumed the trip, and they began a relaxed conversation in which the girl avoided several times the story of how she had come to that place. Until the right moment came. In a cold, cutting voice, she asked him to slow down until the vehicle almost came to a stop. "It is a very sharp curve," she warned him. The man followed her advice, and when he saw how dangerous it could have been, he thanked her.

  She, with a cutting and cold voice, snapped at him: “Don't thank me, it's my mission. I killed myself on that curve more than 25 years ago. It was a night like this. " A chill ran down the man's spine and prickled his skin. When he looked back at the passenger, the young woman was gone. The seat, however, was still wet."
 
 Arianna Androv was one of the most respected reporters of her time, because she always covered the best stories and was ahead of others and that is why, so the boss always took her into account and whenever he could, he raised her salary.
 
  One of the stories that she had covered was about a person who had entered hell and managed to get out of it.

  Everyone was happy with Adrianna's triumphs, who did everything they could to keep her like this, because by continuing in this way, the company's prestige also grew, and everyone who worked in the company also had a certain recognition.
 
   At the same time, there were resentful people, who found all the recognition she received from her bosses unfair, and she did not care.

   Days later, a rumor had spread that people who pass by the mountain road saw the ghost of a woman who, always asks for a ride, in the middle of the street and the people who did not give her a ride, suffered terrible car accidents.
 
  All the people were scared to go through there, due to the ghost, but they had to do it, because it was the path they had to take to get to their destination on time.
 
  The people who had to go through that place did so with great fear and asking all the saints to protect them; so that, the ghost did not appear to them.

  Adrianna thought they were exaggerating and none of that was true.
 
  On the other hand, she thought that people had made up that story, just to get attention and that, under no circumstances, could it be true.
 
  As is customary, the boss asked them to investigate this story, to see if it was true or not and if it is true, take photos of the ghost or film it as soon as they see it.
 
  Throughout the month, all the reporters, they went every day to that road, to see if they found the ghost and nothing that they found.
 
  Maybe the ghost did not want to be recorded and used as something paranormal, Adrianna Androv thought.
 
  But the reporters kept going down that road, because they were not going to give up and the times they went, they were the times they lost hope, because they could not find the ghost.
 
  One night, Adrianna Androv, was running late for her grandparents' golden wedding; so, she had no choice but to take that road, because it was a fast track and there were no traffic lights.
 
  Everything was going perfectly on the road, it was not raining, nor was the road slippery and the story of the ghost had been completely forgotten.

  Like an excellent car racer, that Adrianna was, she decided to go full speed, but before long, she had to brake, because many trucks were passing.
 
  In one of those turns that the road has, Adrianna sees a young woman in white who was hitchhiking.
 
   Adrianna, being a good Samaritan that she is, stopped the car and told the young woman to get in the car and she did.
 
   Everything was normal, talking about different things and how quickly time passes.
 
   When Adrianna was about to arrive, she decided to accelerate, but the young woman told her the following: "Don't go so fast, because twenty-five years ago, I died right here, in this place," said the young woman, pointing to the place where she died.
 
   As if she had had a deja vu, Adrianna remembered the news about the ghost; so, she turned her head to see if she was the ghost, but she just disappeared.
 
   Adrianna continued her way to her grandparents' house and told everyone what had happened to her.
 
  Nobody could believe that story, because they thought that Adrianna had dreamed or imagined it because of the stress.
 
   Since Adrianna did not want to start a family fight, she decided to change the subject.
 
  They all talked animatedly about different things, completely forgetting what Adrianna had said.
 
  The next day at work, Adrianna tells everyone about the ghost, that she had seen it, but was unable to film it.
 
 They were all upset, because that was the only thing they needed to continue to stand out from the rest of the companies.
 
  Nobody really knows why, but there was a film, from Adrianna's cell phone; in which, the ghost was seen and that the ghost was talking to Adrianna.
 
 They decided to do a story and with that, the company continued to stand out from the rest.
 
 

 
 

 



What if the house you admire so much has secrets that no one wants to unearth?

What if there are ghosts in that house who do not understand why they are there?

What are the reasons that led them to punish the house?

Is the person who tells the whole story alive or dead? There are nine chapters that relate the struggle between good and evil; in addition, it deals with the internal struggle that each character has when choosing between the correct path and the incorrect one.


	A family that has been going back several generations, facing evil and its friends, allowing itself to be seduced by them.  The first chapter "The Hell", tells about how the recklessness of two friends who wanted to find the door of hell, not only find it and manage to enter to see what is inside; but also, they release the evil that is trapped and sealed by that door.

	Will the characters be ready to face evil? Will they be able to lock them up again and forever? These are some of the questions that this family and their friends will have to ask themselves throughout the novel.

	A horror novel that will make you think twice before choosing the path you want to follow.

When we got to the cafeteria Olivia and I found an open table with a bunch of other kids there. Then I went up to the cafe and got my lunch for 2$. Today's lunch was chicken patties. There was a new chef that had changed the menu back to the old meals. I like the old menu cause when the last chef changed it they were only making salads and "healthy" meals.

I went to the table and sat down. I didn't recognize the other kids sitting down cause they weren't in any of our classes. When I sat down at the table I looked up and said "Hi guys! What's your name?" 
They said there names were Jill, Catherine, and Bobby.
Olivia was the only one at the table who had brought her lunch so as I played around with my food I got a scary story idea. I knew Olivia would just say that I was being annoying and tell the other kids about my scary stories so I waited for her to go to the bathroom before I started talking. 
"Do you guys like your lunch?" I asked. 
"Yeah. I guess so." Jill said. 
"Have you guys noticed that our new chef has changed the menu back to the older meals and was really mad that it had been changed?" I said. 
"So what? I like the older food." Catherine said. 
"I do too but isn't it a little spooky? The new chef also seems pretty old, and I think that she's a ghost of one of the older chefs!" I said. 
Jill and Catherine looked pretty scared and Jill said 
"R-Really?" In a terrified voice. 
"Oh come on! Of course not!" Bobby said as he rolled his eyes. 
Suddenly Olivia came back and when she looked at the other kids she said "what's wrong guys?"
"Sabrina says that the new chef is a ghost of one of the older ones!" Said Catherine. 
"Oh come on Sabrina! Will you just stop with the stories?! I'm sorry guys but Sabrina loves to try to scare people with scary stories. They AREN'T true." She said in a pretty angry voice. 
"I'm not lying. It's true!" I said. 
Suddenly lunch was over and it was time for Social studies. Social Studies was my least favorite subject and I was always secretly asking Olivia for help, but when I asked Olivia for help today she just ignored me. Probably because she was really annoyed and angry at me for scaring everyone.
After Social Studies came math and art class (my favorites) and then it was time to go home.

I always get off the bus before Olivia does and My parents always want me to wait at the bus stop for Lily and then take her home. It took a while for Lily's bus to arrive but it finally came. Then Lily got off the bus and we headed home. On our way back we always pass the giant abandoned house that I mentioned earlier. We were passing the house when I suddenly said "Did you hear that Lily?! I think I heard something rustling over there."
"Really?!"  She said nervously.
"Yeah! Let's go check out the house. I bet there's something inside." I said. 
"Come on Sabrina! Will you stop it already?! There's no way to get in anyway." Lily said. 
"I bet we could find a way to get into the garage." I said, but as I walked up to the garage Lily just rolled her eyes and walked away.

When we got home Lily went up to mom and said "Sabrina won't stop trying to scare me mom!!!".
My mom looked at me with a pretty angry look on her face and said "Sabrina! Will you EVER stop torturing your sister and friends?! Olivia's dad called and said that you scared her and new kids again!".
"I've been trying to stop but it's not easy. It's like a ghost keeps overshadowing me to tell the stories." I said in a creepy tone of voice. Lily ran off to her room with a terrified look on her face and my mom just rolled her eyes and left.

School ground. day. Emma having her own time sleeping under the sun while Belle reading beside her. a novel about missing student whom been keep by her own school teacher. the novel are interesting to read. couple minute, she too take a sleep a bit before school bell rang.
"Oh i love sleep on this grass." she inhaling then exhaling. "It's makes me calm." she said, eyes close. she hear Belle humming. "Oh i wish there's no bell rang."
meanwhile at teacher office. the teacher also taking their rest before continue teaching in class. Gibson sit on his chair. prepare the question for his class. he like his student know History. there's a lot history they must learn. like Asian history. their culture are unique. Gibson had two hours with them before school ended. 
"Gibson?." he look on his right wheres the teacher rest. "Studying?."
he shake his head. said. "A quiz actually. I prepared for my class. asian history."
"Interesting. which states? you know asian is big and world wide. which you interesting I could helped if you want."
Gibson leaned back. said. "What about Indonesia?."
"Scary one or not?."
"What's the different?."
too many question between Gibson and science teacher name, Mr.Bubba. he quite interesting about spiritual and mystery especially asian ghost stories. every states had their own ghost story. Mr. Bubba love ghost story.
"You wanna hear?."
later. Gibson class begin. students take their sit. waiting. he drop his things on desk as usual. he sit the edge of desk. he scanning students face till he stop at Belle. she wasn't looked at him. she write something on her note book. cursing him, spell him. he don't know. he doesn't care what she doing, but he'll do. either not looking at his face. as long she never stayed out from his sight.
"Class." he smile. "I have a stories to tell but I don't think is unnecessary. like Mr. Bubba said, I must not. so tell me." he stare. "Do you like ghost stories?."
the students look each other. "If you like. maybe I start with mine. thanks to Mr. Bubba. he's the one who share this fascinating story to me."
"You said is unnecessary to tell."
he smirked. "I lied. let we begin shall we."
minute later. Gibson smirking. his eyes on them. exactly fear face he see after they hear the story he told. and be told by Bubba. girls student wiped their sweat, while boys? so many time swallow their own saliva. believe it or not. the truth comes first.
"So? any question?." he waited. continue. "Come one guys. relax. it's just a story. nothing will happen in here, this is america not asian."
as he waited. one of the student raise hand. "Aah. Mr. George. wanna share your thought."
"Well - I umm. well basically. maybe. I was wondering there's must be a version on that old folks story. you know."
he look around the class then back to Gibson. "Well all know this story is about a woman died on birth. some version said she died on birth but some said she been killed by someone while she pregnant. two version in one story."
"Yes. two version exactly one same stories. she can died on birth or she can died in kill. she can't choose. it depends."
"That creepy."
George's eyes on the girl in his classroom.
"Just you guys think. all of you are woman. you guys pregnant. an sudden you died. whether been kill or not. and the night you turn into a ghost. what you gonna do?"
Gibson eyes on the girl. he see Belle are stare at George's. he smirked. watch her doing.
"Ghost? you know. how hard can be. you guys must be suffer even become a ghost. you seeking. you revenge. vengeance. duh."
silent. Belle low her head down her laps. "What you gonna do, Belle?."
George asked her. she look at him back. what she gonna said about it. pregnant. dying. kill. ghost?
"Try me. kill me. we see about that."
"But you must get pregnant first. then you know. you turn into that thing." back in silent. "A monster."
Gibson clap his hand once. he smile. said. "I wonder beautiful girl like you be a ghost, Miss Belle. they won't scared of you but trying to flirt with you even you are alive. right now. someone will."
"You're right, Mr. Gibson. even me." he laugh. "I try to flirt with her but she rejected me. no way." he look at her back. "You're mine, Belle."
Belle rolled her eyes. she sank on her chair. Gibson circling around the class with smile till he stop, stand back of the class. his eyes on Belle back body. she about to look over her shoulder. he stop her.
"Okay class. we enjoyed hear the stories. this is true stories of asian ghost that we haven't know. sometimes we need to study more than that. the culture and everything. now." he then walk toward his desk. he reach his bag where he prepared card quiz for the class.
later evening. Alpaca's restaurant. "Belle!."
"Frank?."
"Order's up!."
Belle take the order and she start to rushed. happily. she love her job. she love working in restaurant.
"You. here, let me top off there, Jimmy."
she turn to another table. "I've got that sausage coming up for you, Dale." she shout. she went to another table.
"Your meal." she rushed.
minute later. she stop. staring at one of the table. there's four teenage like her age. two boys and girls. they waited to be served. Tiana notice. she tapped Belle shoulder. she jolt blinking her eyes with sigh.
"Oh. Terrific."
Tiana smile. "You want me to take it?."
"My section, I've got it."
she walk and greet them. "Hi, Amanda. hi, guys."
she smile. "You're guys here." she smile again.
they four stare Belle. one of the girl said. "Do you mind if we order?."
sighs. "Yeah. what can I get for you guys?."
whistling. later. Belle take a short break. her arm crossed on her chest. Tiana finish serving at her section. the place are quite now. she glance over the wall where the clock hang. exactly 10.00pm already. people are slow getting out from the restaurant. only left few couple and family to be done.
Tiana walk toward Belle. "Hey, you alright?."
"What can be more terrific."
"Relax. just two more days."
Belle look her. "Two more day why? are you quitting?."
"No you silly. didn't you know?." Belle shake her head. "We're going for vacation. L.A here we come."
"Why sudden? when?."
"This monday."
Belle shocked a bit. she about to jumped on top of Tiana. but why?
"I can't join you guys. school."
Tiana chuckle. she wraps her arm to Belle in smile. she said.
"Jonah already taking care everything. he need you in this trips. because of you his restaurant are most wanted and popular among people. people dine in. non stop. he thank you. you're everything. so, he decided to have this trips for us. hotel. transport. everything."
Belle snort. said. "I guess I have to tell my mother about this."
"Yeah, baby doll. long trip that you barely imagine."

Andriana Belle Decker, a sixteen years old High school student.
Perfect family.
Perfect part time job.
Perfect friends.
Perfectly everything.

Victor Gibson, a twenty six years old transfer teachers.
He found hers.
He hers teachers.
He had eyes on hers. 
He own everythings.

: अचानक मेरी नज़र वहां एक कब्रिस्तान पड़ा। जिसकी कोई चह्दिवारी नहीं थी, घाटी में एक खुले कब्रिस्तान ने मुझे हिला कर रख दिया, लेकिन मुझे वैसा कुछ डर नहीं लगा क्योंकि मुझे लगा कि शायद इन जगहों पर कब्रिस्तान होना स्वाभाविक है।...दोस्तों इस New True Horror Story in Hindi को लास्ट तक जरुर पढ़ें क्यूंकि यह एक बहुत इंट्रेस्टिंग और सच्ची डरावनी कहानी है | अइ होप की आपको यह real ghost story in Hindi जुरूर पसंद आएगा |

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Hindi Horror Stories


यह घटना हाल का ही है, जिस पर मुझे अभी भी विश्वास नहीं होता है कि मैंने इसे अपनी आँखों से देखा है। मैं इसे उतना ही समझाऊंगा जितना मैं कर सकता हूं और वह भी आपको समझने में सक्षम होने के लिए।

बात 2017, जून  महीने की है जब मैं अपने फॅमिली के साथ 1 सप्ताह के लिए जम्मू और कश्मीर की पारिवारिक यात्रा पर गया था (भारत में एक बहुत प्रसिद्ध पर्यटन स्थल, इसे दूसरा इंडिया का स्विट्जरलैंड भी कहा जाता है।पहले हमने कटरा, जम्मू में वैष्णोदेवी मंदिर (हिंदू के लिए पवित्र स्थान) के दर्शन के लिए गए।, फिर मेरे पिताजी ने "भदरवाह" नामक एक नई जगह को एक्स्प्लोर करने का फैसला किया। हम पहले भी कश्मीर घुमने आये थे, इसलिए हम इस पर सहमत हो गए। हमने अगले ही दिन कटरा छोड़ दिया, और हम सुबह सात बजे से यात्रा करने लगे।

True Horror Story in Hindi- The Game Of Hide And Seek को पढ़ने के लिए इस लिंक पर क्लिक करें

हम शाम को लगभग 5 बजे भद्रवाह पहुँचे (यह पहुँचने में हमें समय लगा क्योंकि पूरी रास्ता पर्वतों के बिच से होकर गुजरती है, कोई मैदानी क्षेत्र नहीं)। वह बहुत ही खुबसूरत जगह है। वहां की नेचुरल ब्यूटी ने मेरा मन मोह लिया था।

हमने वहां के स्थानीय लोगों से पूछा कि यहाँ के साईट सीन्स के बारे में पूछा, उन्होंने कहा कि अगर हम प्रकृति प्रेमी हैं तो हमें "पादरी पास" घुमने जाना चाहिए। यह जगह वहां से लगभग 40 किमी दूर था। इसलिए, हमने पहले उस जगह को घुमने का फैसला किया।हम अगले दिन पादरी पास के लिए रवाना हुए, 40 किमी की दूरी तय करने में हमें 2 घंटे लग गए क्योंकि वहां की सड़कें बहुत खतरनाक थीं, कभी भी भूस्खलन हो सकता है। जब हम वहां पहुँचे, तो हमने कुछ टेंट देखा, जहाँ लोग टूरिस्ट के लिए छोटा सा कैंटीन जैसा खोल रखा था। हमारे सामने बर्फ से ढंका पहाड़ था, ईमानदारी से, यह बहुत ही मन भावन दृश्य था।

Ghost Stories In Hindi - The Piano को पढ़ने के लिए इस लिंक पर क्लिक करें

 अचानक मेरी नज़र वहां एक कब्रिस्तान पड़ा, "मुसलमानों का कब्रिस्तान"। जिसकी कोई चह्दिवारी नहीं थी, घाटी में एक खुले कब्रिस्तान ने मुझे हिला कर रख दिया, लेकिन मुझे वैसा कुछ डर नहीं लगा क्योंकि मुझे लगा कि शायद इन जगहों पर कब्रिस्तान होना स्वाभाविक है।

हमने उस जगह पर खूब मौज मस्ती की, दोपहर का भोजन किया, तस्वीरें क्लिक कीं। जब मैंने अजान की आवाज  सुनी उस समय लगभग दोपहर का एक बज रहा होगा। वहां का हर मुसलमान अपनी प्रार्थना करने लगा।अचानक मौसम बदला, वहां के हवाओ में थोड़ी अजीब सी बदलाव आ गयी। उसी क्षण हमने कुछ अप्रत्याशित देखा। आचानक वहां कहीं से 100 से भी जयादा कौवे का झुण्ड आ गया।

किसी को नहीं पता था कि अचानक से कौवे का इतना बड़ा समूह कहां से आ गया। वे कौवे कब्रिस्तान के ठीक ऊपर उड़ने लगे। उन्होंने आकाश में कब्रिस्तान के चारों ओर एक घेरा बना लिया, मैंने उस तस्वीर को क्लिक करने की कोशिश की लेकिन हम सभी का फ़ोन उस समय खुद से स्विच ऑफ हो गया।

True Horror Stories In Hindi - The Bike Ride को पढ़ने के लिए इस लिंक पर क्लिक करें

हम अभी भी खड़े थे, यह दृश्य सम्मोहित कर देने जैसा था। जैसे ही अजान समाप्त हुई,  वे कौवे उड़ गए और जंगल में गायब हो गए, और हमारा मोबाइल फोन खुद से स्विच ऑन हो गए। यह एक बहुत ही अविश्वसनीय घटना था।

वहां के स्थानीय लोग सामान्य रूप से व्यवहार कर रहे थे जैसे वहां कुछ भी नहीं हुआ हो, ऐसा महसूस हुआ कि वे पहले से ही यह सब जानते थे। कुछ मिनटों के बाद, मैंने एक स्थानीय से इसके बारे में पूछा। "क्या यह हर बार होता है?"।उसने जो कहा, उसने मुझे मुस्कुरा कर कहा, "प्रार्थना में शक्ति है, सर, यह कब्रिस्तान मुस्लिमों का है और वे अपनी प्रार्थनाओं के प्रति वफादार हैं, इतना वफादार कि मृत्यु भी उन्हें रोक नहीं सकती।"

हो सकता है कि उन्होंने इमोशन में आकर कुछ अधिक कह दिया हो, पर वास्तव में यह सब सच था, और मुझे उस समय एक अनोखी शक्ति महसूस हो रही थी।

इसे एक डरावना अनुभव तो नहीं कहेंगे, लेकिन हाँ यह एक विचित्र अनुभव तो जरुर था जिसने मुझे हिलाकर रख दिया।

The end.

"Yep, this incident arose from the Story of One Hundred Demons game, which is based on the Night of One Hundred Demons, so maybe it's not an appropriate suggestion. Despite this, I think transforming into Blue Lantern Ghost is a way for you to confront your fears directly." Seiji rubbed his chin. "Sensei, you know about Blue Lantern Ghost, right?"
"I do," Mayuzumi replied. "It's the lantern that's used in ancient times when playing the Story of One Hundred Demons game, right?" 
"That's right. Lanterns with blue covers can transform into this type of demon. Some say that they're tiny demons who carry lanterns. Others believe they're young women who like to listen to ghost stories, or female demons who collect ghost stories; in short, there are many different views about this. At any rate, it's a demon with no set appearance."
Seiji's eyes flashed with a strange light. "I personally believe that Blue Lantern Ghost is a beautiful female demon and one of the strongest among all demons! That's because she was born from gathering a hundred ghost stories. If you think about it, isn't that equal to the Night of One Hundred Demons? Just this one demon is equal to one hundred demons, so of course she's incredibly strong!"
"Sensei is a beautiful manga author, which could be reworded as 'a beautiful woman who continually tells stories!' Although you don't tell ghost stories, modern-day fantasy manga and anime probably seem similar to ghost stories for ancient people, so it could sort of count as tales of the abnormal."
"A beautiful woman who tells tales of the abnormal receives powerful strength from the Story of One Hundred Demons ritual. If you view it like this, isn't this almost exactly like Blue Lantern Ghost!? You could definitely transform into a powerful beautiful demon!!"
Mayuzumi was rendered speechless by all this.
"Cough cough, excuse me for getting somewhat carried away." Seiji did his best to retract his excitement. "Please don't mind me and treat that as a joke. My thought process suddenly exploded on me, so I apologize."
The manga author chuckled. "Blue Lantern Ghost… a powerful female demon… Honestly, Haruta-kun?"
Technically, telling her to transform into a demon was rather rude, but she didn't dislike it.
'A beautiful and powerful female demon… If I can really transform into something like this, perhaps I'll be able to truly conquer my fear.' Mayuzumi thought of it like this.
The third day in Reo's soul.
After Reo went to school, Seiji took Mayuzumi outside to go meet with the angel-winged "Seiji" and the others.
And then everyone had fun chatting and playing cards together… whoops, Mayuzumi did as Seiji suggested and tried to influence them using her imagination.
After a while, the angel-winged "Seiji" said, "I'm your companion; I'll fight for your sake!"
Seiji decided to create a wooden target dummy with his imagination and asked Mayuzumi to imagine that it was her enemy.
Then, the angel-winged "Seiji" really took action and smashed the target dummy to pieces with a single punch!
After a few more tests, they confirmed that this indeed worked.
Seiji and Mayuzumi were both in high spirits from this.
By the end of this day, Mayuzumi successfully converted "Seiji," "Saki," "Mai," and "Hoshi," to her cause. She now had a total of four characters willing to fight for her, and she even succeeded in increasing their combat strength.
The situation was developing even better than they expected.
The fourth day.
"Chiaki," "Mika," "Kaho," and "Mayuzumi" were also converted successfully.
As planned, Mayuzumi divided them into two small teams of four.
Seiji acted as their opponent for a practice battle.
And he was almost defeated!
Together, these two small teams had excellent combat strength, and he was unprepared for their combination attacks. He had to get serious in order to gain the upper hand.
Seiji gave Mayuzumi a big thumbs-up after the practice fight. "This is great. Let's continue adding companions and creating combat teams."
The manga author revealed a delighted smile.
The fifth and sixth day passed… time marched on just like this.
Mayuzumi converted more and more NPCs every day and continued to increase the strength of her army.
On the other side, Reo grew closer and closer to Seiji and grew to like him more and more.
Every day they would do homework and play games together. Every weekend they would go out to have fun. Together they toured the streets, visited the amusement park, went camping, and explored the aquarium…
Seiji was happy to see the little girl having fun.
Disregarding the nature of their situation, it was actually pretty fun living together with Mayuzumi and Reo.
It was also an experience that gave him... some benefits.
After all, since they were living together, he saw the beautiful manga author in so many different ways. He got to see her while she was cooking, immediately after she finished showering, and when she woke up. On a few occasions, he saw her making silly mistakes, and once he even saw her when she was in the middle of changing her clothes… cough cough, at any rate, he would occasionally get lucky.
Not to mention the gentlemanly benefits such as bathing or hanging panties and bras out to dry. He was truly grateful for these opportunities.
After they felt that it would be okay, Seiji and Mayuzumi moved onto the next phase of their plan.
"I have some things to do, so I won't be coming back tonight. Reo, stay at home and watch the house together with Brother Harano."
Reo was dissatisfied with her "mother's" words, but after Seiji's gentle coaxing, she agreed.
She didn't have any particular reaction to the fact that her "mother" was absent for the entire night. With Seiji accompanying her, the next morning arrived just as normal.
This was a symbolic first step.
Afterwards, Mayuzumi continued to leave the house for extended periods, slowly getting Reo accustomed to the fact that her "mother" would not always be at home.
The next step was to increase the time that Mayuzumi remained away from the house.
At first, it was two days. Then, three days.
During this, Seiji paid close attention to Reo's condition.
Whenever she began to show obvious signs of loneliness, he would come to her room before she fell asleep and tell her stories as a way of coaxing her.
For example, the story of "The Feather Cloak Girl."
The plot was basically about how a boy found an extravagant feather cloak and later met a crying girl. When he asked what was wrong, he learned that she had lost her feather cloak.
The boy returned the feather cloak he picked up to her, causing her to become overjoyed. After she thanked him, she put on the feather cloak and turned into a bird that flew away.
Afterwards, the boy grew into an adult and met a beautiful woman. They fell in love with each other, got married, and gave birth to a cute baby girl.
Later, the husband felt that his wife was keeping a secret from him. He secretly investigated and found that his wife was hiding an extravagant familiar feather cloak, which he took and confronted his wife with. However, his wife gave a deep sigh, put on the feather cloak, turned into a bird, and flew away.
The husband greatly regretted his actions and fell ill as a result. In the end, he died of illness caused by depression.
Their daughter was left all alone and continuously cried.
Finally, their daughter saw a large bird bring a feather cloak to her, and she put it on. She also transformed into a bird and flew away with the large bird.
It was a rather tragic bedtime story, but it was Reo's favorite story. She had Mayuzumi tell it to her countless times already.
Seiji surmised that the feathered woman's ethereal figure he saw in the real world was created from Reo's image of her mother combined with the feather-cloak woman from this story.
This story probably represented one of Reo's deepest memories of her mother Hinako Haza.
He didn't know what the specific connection was. Mayuzumi had asked Reo long ago why she liked this story so much. Her only answer was that she enjoyed listening to it.
"What part of it was enjoyable?" Mayuzumi had asked.
Reo replied by saying that it was enjoyable because it was enjoyable.
This was a complete child's answer. It didn't answer the question at all.
Although Seiji knew that it was probably meaningless, he still tried asking again. "Why do you like this tragic story?"
"Because the mother came back and took her daughter to fly away with her…" Reo muttered.
Then, she blinked and revealed a confused expression.
"What did I say just now, Brother Harano?"
Seiji looked at her and blinked as well. "You said that this story was enjoyable to listen to."
'Reo Tachibana… could her true wish actually be…' He inwardly sighed.
He reached out his hand and patted the girl's head.
"Good night, Reo-chan."
The little girl didn't respond. It seemed that she had fallen asleep.
Seiji got up and left.
After he exited Reo's room and closed the door, some light green feathers quietly appeared, floating in the air for a few brief seconds. After that, they disappeared just as quietly as they had appeared.


Translator note: Apologies to the readers. This series is currently on hiatus. We ask for your understanding!
A 30-year-old Chinese NEET is reincarnated into the body of an otaku that choked to death on instant noodles. As he comes to grips with his new life, he realizes that this world is subtly different from Earth. The denizens of this world are far better looking, and this new world also possesses futuristic technology as well as mysterious Yin Yang masters! 
After reincarnating, he realized that he was endowed with a miraculous game-like system, which enables him to increase his own stats and transcend the limits of the human body. This system even has a game-breaking ability to save and load in real life!
In this new world that’s akin to a 2-D game, he just wants to enjoy life and head for a glorious future... However, he is quickly embroiled in a complex plot. Can he unlock his true potential and utilize his system to break the shackles that confine him and discover the truth about his previous body’s circumstances? 

  That night, while all villagers were asleep, a ghost was checking continuously whether any child was asleep. But she was glad that all the children were asleep. She returned to her void space.

  The next night, out of curiosity, the child asked his little cousin if the story elder cousin told was true.

 " Hey, it is true, I too didn't believe it at first, but  even our grandma told me it was true you know! After hearing from grandma, now I am actually little scared. I want to sleep early regularly. I don't want to meet that ghost! Even if it doesn't harm me, I am not gonna leave from everyone for whole night!"

  " Hehe, don't be scared. Grandma probably wants peace, that's why she told you that. Come on, there is nothing wrong with being awake. I will be so bored. Tell me some stories, so I can sleep."

 " I am still scared though. I won't stay awake. You can stay awake, if you want. I am sleeping early.."

 The child tossed around being unable to sleep. Left with no choice, he closed his eyes so that he could sleep. But after laying down with his eyes closed, that female ghost in the village enters his room. He felt a presence but he did not dare open his eyes or move his body. He was afraid to do so. The ghost was checking upon child one by one and left immediately. 

 Even though ghost was left, the child didn't open his eyes. He thought he had tricked that ghost into thinking that he was asleep. After a short time, he too slept.

  That next morning, he told his favourite cousin what had happened. 

  " Wow, did such a thing happen isn't very easy to trick that ghost? We can stay awake still night and we can just pretend to sleep at midnight."

 " Yeah, that ghost was tricked so easily, why don't you try to stay awake too?"

 " Yeah, lets do that. After today, I will convince others to stay awake too."

They managed to trick the ghost for a few days but only three of them were able to stay awake. The eldest cousin heard about what they were doing and warned them not stay awake like that. He adviced them that sleeping early is good for them and they should sleep early. But three of them didn't pay heed to his advice. But to their demise ghost actually detected what was going on.

 On that night: three of them were awake.
 " Hey, it is time that ghost comes for us. Let's proceed to laying down."

 " Yes. Let's us do that. We didn't kept track of time but that ghost will come now. Don't move or open your eyes, okay."

 The child too laid down closing his eyes. The ghost entered just then. She went upon checking one by one. It came close to the child, her long hair is trickling his face but he dare not move or open his eyes. He felt relieved after that ghost went past him. 

But he was afraid other kids can't do the same. He had a very bad feeling. His bad feeling came true, one of the kid who was pretending to be asleep opened his eyes upon the trickling of her hair. The ghost went ahead and picked him up from the bed. The kid next to him, who was pretending to be asleep also woke up. The ghost took him too. 

  The child knew what was happening in the room. He wants to open his eyes but didn't have the courage to move. He just laid down. The ghost left taking those two kids with her. They didn't make any noise as if they were prevented from doing so.

 Even after that ghost left, the child didn't woke up. He was terrified. He wished that the ghost had taken him too. He was feeling guilty. He wants to cry but didn't do so. He kept all his feelings inside. After so much time and difficulty he slept.

  Later, he woke little before the time when sun was about to raise. When he woke up, he didn't find two of his cousins. Fear began to take over him  and he ran over to his mother, he cried and cried in his mother lap. He kept saying that it was his fault that two of his cousins were taken by that female ghost. Just then grandma came and tried to comfort him. Grandma told his mother to bring some hot milk for him to drink.

 " Listen to me child, it is ok. Don't worry. Your cousins will be here as soon as sun rises. You need not blame yourself. Nothing will happen to those two children. Now go sleep little more, your mother will bring you some milk. Drink it and take some more rest, I am sure you haven't slept much. No need to worry, you will see your cousins soon."

 The child drank the milk his mother gave and slept.   After he woke, he saw two of his cousins in his same room. He was relieved and felt happy. He woke them up. 

 He asked what happened to them. They recounted what had happened. One of them started to say " She just took us to some dark place. She told to close our eyes. She kept patting our backs rhythmically. She kept murmuring sleep, sleep slowly. After we slept, we didn't remember anything. We just slept in her lap. Although nothing had happened, I don't want to sleep the night in that ghost lap. I want to sleep with my family only. From now on, I will just sleep early."

  The child too decided to sleep early. From that night on, everyone in the village slept early regularly. The female ghost was satisfied and glad too. Soon she left for afterlife. 

 


 

 

This webnovel consists of some short ghost stories which spans over few chapters. Characters in this novel don't have names but referred as researcher, librarian, child, child' father, pony tailed girl and such. 

I am writing this in leisure.

"No! I can't be exterminated like this! Undying Devil Soul! Ghost Emperor Yama!"
The devil-ghost was going all out in its attempt to break free from the Hellfire Crucible.
The aura of the Undying Devil Soul erupted out, like the weeping of a ghost-god, fighting against the power of the platinum sagefire.
The fiendish devil-ghost was putting everything on the line. 

Unfortunately, Yang Qi didn't budge. The power of millions of melting devil-ghosts poured into the particles in his body, awakening a sixty-first, sixty-second, and sixty-third….
One ancient megamammoth after another was waking up. 

Thanks to the unstoppable platinum sagefire, he was being blessed by the power of millions of ghosts, and the blood of millions of devils.
As he stepped into Quaternary Lifeseizing, the vital energy of heaven and earth stirred, and began to flow into him. The wretch energy was blasted away as expressions of thunder, lightning, earth, water, fire and wind attacked him. 

He was too strong, like an enormous mountain, impossible to shake. He almost seemed like a Great Sage descending on the world in the flesh.
"Undying Devil Soul? Be destroyed!"
His hands flashed with magical sealing marks, each one powerful, righteous, and divine. The power that erupted out was like that of an azure dragon floating through the heavens, a white tiger creeping along the ground, a vermilion bird being born in a volcano, or a black turtle lurking in the depths of the ocean.
The wretch energy in the area was swept away in explosive fashion, clearing the area for ten kilometers in every direction. 

Slowly but surely, the platinum sagefire began to take the shape of a palace, complete with trees of fire, holy beasts and other divine scenery.
Shockingly, it was also at that moment that Yang Qi suddenly received a message from the golden imp that resided in his forehead. A name suddenly came to exist in his heart.
God Legion Paradise!
It was another special ability of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth.
'So, that's how it is. After the Infernal Deity Spear, Fiend-Devil Wings, Infernal Deity Plate Armor, Hellfire Crucible, and the Hell Portal, is the God Legion Paradise…. The Hell Portal can break through to alternate dimensions, connecting directly to the planes of hell to summon devil-gods. As for the God Legion Paradise, it is a land of utmost purity, which can never be broken, and will exist for all eternity.'
In order to master the God Legion Paradise, he needed to understand the magic of space-time. If he did, he could transform his true energy into a pure land, a paradise that would exist eternally, and could never be invaded.
Of course, just like the Hell Portal, the God Legion Paradise was something that would develop later in his cultivation of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, not now.
 
Most likely, he would need to become a Legendary before he could understand the profound secrets of alternate dimensions, and use them in cultivation.
If he could use the Hell Portal and the God Legion Paradise as a Lifeseizer, then he would definitely be able to kill Legendaries. And that would make him a genius among geniuses, even when taking into consideration all the experts who had existed throughout history.
After all, only stories from the ancient past told of Lifeseizers who killed Legendaries. In fact, such stories were essentially mythological, and there was no way to prove whether they were true or false. In any case, such a person had never existed in the Rich-Lush Continent.
As such, it would seem to most people that it was highly unlikely Yang Qi could ever reach such a level. After all, he was human, not a god, nor a god from heaven descended into the mortal world, reincarnated into a human body.
"I refuse to accept this!" the powerful devil-ghost shrieked, making another attempt to break free.
Netherworldly sounds bubbled up from the Hellfire Crucible, which was actually beginning to show signs of cracking.
"You'll accept it whether you want to or not!" Yang Qi shouted.
As of this moment, his energy arts broke through to an even higher level.
Millions upon millions of devils had been transformed into vital energy for his use, and the largest of the devil-ghosts was now stuck in his Hellfire Crucible. As it screamed, it melted away into pure vital energy, which bolstered Yang Qi's true energy, making it stronger and stronger.
One particle after another awoke.
Sixty-nine. Seventy. Seventy-one….
Even Yang Qi was shocked at how much he was benefiting. As of this moment, he possessed the power of seventy-one ancient megamammoths, which was enough to drain lakes and reverse the flow of rivers.
'Quaternary Lifeseizing!'
Rising to his feet, he looked around, and found that all of the wretch energy had retreated, and there was no aura of any sort of devil-ghost. He had cleansed the vital energy of the Blackcorpse Mountains; now, there was no sign of any sort of horde of zombies. Yanhaven was safe.
'Unfortunately, not even being a Quaternary Lifeseizer will be enough to deal with the Crown Prince. I need to progress more. Become stronger. Maybe when I'm at Septenary Lifeseizing I could defeat a Legendary. I guess the time has come to enter the Heavencorpse Dimension and look for life force springwater. Or maybe I can find some more devil-ghosts.'
Now that he realized how beneficial devil-ghosts were, he actually found them to be somewhat charming, and was hoping he could find some even more powerful versions to lure into a trap.
'I can sense the twisting and distortion of another dimension up ahead.'
Already, the area was starting to fill up with more wretch energy, and he could sense its source.
Obviously, it was the passageway to the Heavencorpse Dimension.
Now that he was even stronger than before, finding the object of his search was even easier.
A moment later, the wretch energy and distortions suddenly grew much more intense.
WHIZZZ! Dimensional fluctuations suddenly erupted out with biting ferocity. His platinum-colored Infernal Deity Plate Armor sprang up in response; after all, this deadly flow of energy could definitely cut down even powerful Lifeseizers.
Within the depths of the wretch energy flow, Yang Qi could see something like an enormous eye, flickering in and out of existence. It was this eye that was the source of all of the wretch energy in the Blackcorpse Mountains.
'Deathly Devil-Eye!' Yang Qi murmured in shock.
Even he was aware that, if someone cultivated devil arts to a certain level, they could create Deathly Devil-Eyes. They were the ultimate expression of the dao of death, and any being they gazed upon would most certainly die. Only fabled monsters in the Great Sage level could possibly create them.
And now, there was a Deathly Devil-Eye right in front of him, belching devil energy, placing him right on the verge of meeting a tragic end.
He didn't dare to do anything rash, so he simply observed it for a bit. That was when he realized that it wasn't a true devil-eye, but rather, a passageway that resembled an eye.
It had obviously been created to look like a Deathly Devil-Eye, but was really a passageway to an alternate dimension, that being, the Heavencorpse Dimension.
Unfortunately, he wasn't sure it was safe to actually enter it. After all, he didn't fully understand alternate dimensions and their entryways and exits. If he went in, it was entirely possible he would never be able to get out. He wasn't a Legendary yet, and therefore, lacked the requisite understanding of the magical laws of space-time.
After a moment of thought, the platinum sagefire around him rippled and transformed into a humanoid shape that strode forward and entered the passageway.
It was Humanoid True Energy, branded with Thousand Kilometer Soul Locking. If that Humanoid True Energy could enter the dimension and then return safely, then it would indicate that he could do the same.
Besides, he could also assess what was on the other side at the same time.
His Humanoid True Energy vanished into the passageway, then reappeared in a world of endless gloom, filled with devil energy and devilish wills.
WHOOSH!
He directed his Humanoid True Energy to return, which it did instantly. At that point, a serious expression appeared on his face.
The view of that dark and gloomy world was a sharp contrast to the bright and sunny Minorcosm World.
Not only could he not see into the true depths of the place, but he could sense a powerful devilish will standing guard where the passageway opened up.
Clearly, there was some sort of fiend-devil waiting there.
This place seemed even more dangerous than Black Floodwyrm Grotto.
"Alright, fine. I just need to go in with a plan. Let's see exactly what sort of hidden dragons and crouching tigers are in this place. There's no way that a mere passageway to another dimension is going to be guarded by a Legendary, right? Even the guards at the Minorcosm World were just giants in the Lifeseizing level." He sat down for a few minutes to think and plan. It took some time, but he eventually came up with a plan that he was confident in.
With that, he stepped forward and vanished into the so-called Deathly Devil-Eye. He felt a tremor pass through him, and then he felt solid ground beneath his feet.
He was in another world, a place filled with sinister auras and intense wretch energy. He saw vast plains stretching out in all directions, a wasteland filled with boulders, dirt, and swamps. However, instead of dark soil, everything was the color of blood. The water of the swamps was blood itself, and there were bones visible within them.
Occasionally, a bubble would rise to the surface of the blood, which would then pop, letting loose green flames that were none other than ghostfire.
Occasionally, the ghostfire would take the shape of a humanoid face, which would then turn into a full devil-ghost. Shockingly, monsters were being born here left and right.

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