Chapter 1: The Inner Personality and the Crimson Hunt

In a Death Game where everything starts with drawing cards.

Other people’s cards have low rarity, are completely useless, and are absolute trash.

My cards are super rare, unique, exclusive limited editions.

The strongest player becomes my exclusive girlfriend.

She is beautiful with a sweet voice, but she is more ruthless than anyone once she picks up a knife.

She can even unlock “shameful play.”

I’ll show everyone how it’s done!

“Yi Mo, where is your house?”

“I’ll come over for a visit. Should we get to know each other more deeply in private?”

Compared to being online, my problematic girlfriends seem much more obsessed with the offline me…

***

(Note: This story takes place in a parallel world. Some rules are fictional and entirely made up. Please do not compare too closely with reality.)

Inside the eerie mine tunnel, the lamps hanging on the rock walls on both sides cast a dim, yellowish glow.

Besides the heavy scent of dust in the air, there was now a pungent, fishy stench that choked the nose.

That… was the smell of blood.

The smell of fresh blood.

So vivid it was nauseating…

*Squelch… squelch…*

The sound of metal hitting flesh echoed in the ears.

Looking up.

The blade of a machete, radiating a cold light, was repeatedly hacking into a young man’s body.

*Squelch… squelch…*

His stomach had been hacked open, and blood was gushing out, soaking his blue short-sleeved shirt and spreading across the ground.

His neck was nearly halfway severed.

His head was tilted to the side, and his eyes had not closed even in death, filled with shock and resentment.

It was as if, up until the moment he died, he did not understand why he was dying.

As for the perpetrator…

The one currently and frantically hacking at the corpse with the machete.

It was a beautiful girl.

Long pink hair flowed behind her.

Inside her unbuttoned student blazer was a lady’s blouse that should have been pure white, but it was now stained with splatters of blood.

It was a shocking sight.

Underneath her brown decorative tie, one could see impressive curves, and beneath her light-brown plaid pleated skirt, a pair of beautiful legs were encased in black stockings.

Her black leather shoes, with their modest heels, were submerged in the crimson blood.

The girl looked to be about the age of a high school student.

Her originally pretty face currently held a trace of coldness and a hint of madness.

Her pupils glowed with an eerie red light.

The machete in her hand, which was a full 1 meter long, continued to hack at the corpse that was already dead and gone.

*Squelch…*

*Squelch…*

Blood splattered onto her skirt and white blouse; the flowers that bloomed were incredibly vibrant.

At this moment, there was one other person witnessing all of this.

His body couldn’t help but tremble instinctively.

His face was pale and had already begun to stiffen.

He wanted to speak.

But even though he opened his mouth, he couldn’t make a sound no matter how hard he tried.

Fear and a sense of powerlessness spread through his entire body.

‘I’m going to be killed…’

‘I’m going to be killed by her!’

This signal kept transmitting through his heart.

Although he had known for a long time that this was a Death Game, seeing this cruel and terrifying scene with his own eyes still left him too shocked to move his feet.

At that very moment, a loli voice echoing with a few hints of joy rang out inappropriately in his mind.

[**Ding!**]

[**Game Participants: 8**]

[**Deaths: 6**]

[**Rule 6: The game enters the final round. The Killer’s strength, speed, hearing, smell, and stamina are enhanced.**]

[**Since only one Survivor remains, the Exorcism Charms are now void and will automatically disappear.**]

[**The Killer’s actions are locked for 3 minutes under system protection…**]

[**After 3 minutes, the final hunt begins…**]

[**If the Killer does not kill the Survivor within 15 minutes, the Survivor will be declared the winner.**]

[**If the Killer kills the last Survivor within 15 minutes, the Killer will be declared the winner.**]

[**After the winner is confirmed, this game will end. The penalty for the loser is permanent death in both the real world and the game world.**]

[**Ding… Countdown begins…**]

[**2 minutes 59 seconds…**]

Following the system’s prompt, the small golden wooden tablet clutched in the corpse’s hand gradually turned into white spots of light and completely disappeared.

Right before she was locked and unable to move, the girl turned her head.

Her gaze carried a hint of cold and eerie excitement as she looked at the man, their eyes locking onto each other.

Just by being looked at, the man felt a chill in his heart, as if he had been targeted by a starving, malevolent ghost.

He instinctively took two steps back, his body still trembling slightly, but he forced himself to calm down.

‘This… is a Death Game…’

‘A real Death Game!’

He should have recognized reality long ago!

He looked up, and as the thought appeared in his mind, the system’s trump card panel automatically manifested.

Underneath sets of hidden data, one specific set was particularly eye-catching.

[**Inner Personality: 82%**]

…

So, this strange data…

Was it this?

A numerical value representing the degree of a distorted personality hidden deep within the soul!

In the dim mine tunnel, the pungent smell of blood constantly stimulated his brain, making his spine tingle.

Cold sweat had already soaked his T-shirt.

How could he have imagined that the super rare, rainbow-colored, limited edition exclusive **[SSR+]** card he drew at the start of the game, “Inner Personality Girlfriend,” would currently be holding a machete and preparing to chase him down in 3 minutes to fight to the death?

Moreover, there was a high probability she would kill him in an extremely brutal manner!

She definitely wouldn’t hesitate!

She definitely wouldn’t hold back!

He was certain of it!

She would use that machete to hack his body repeatedly, just like the corpse on the ground!

‘Run…’

‘I have to start running!’

[**2 minutes 49 seconds…**]

[**2 minutes 48 seconds…**]

As the system’s countdown continued to ring in his mind.

He clenched his teeth tightly, balled his hands into fists, and after regaining some composure, he began to run for his life with everything he had.

This “game.”

He couldn’t lose…

He absolutely could not lose!!!

The pink-haired girl, meanwhile, stared at the man fleeing for his life and let out a sickly, tender laugh.

“You… can’t escape…”

“Can’t escape…”

“My lovely boyfriend~”

***

Inside an open-concept room of about 40 square meters, the curtains were currently drawn.

A man with slightly long, messy hair was lying on the bed.

Likely due to physical discomfort, he frowned slightly.

After tossing and turning a few times, he finally opened his eyes with a face full of exhaustion.

“Ugh…”

He couldn’t help but let out a low groan, his voice deep and raspy.

The first thing he did upon waking was instinctively reach out to feel for his phone on the bed.

He checked the time.

9:36 AM.

It was morning; he could tell by the light peeking through the gaps on both sides of the curtains.

After checking the time, the man felt a headache coming on.

He couldn’t help but cover his forehead, kneading it firmly. Memories from the past dozen or so years flashed by quickly.

Most were blurry and unclear; only when the face of a cold-looking girl flashed by did the impression become much sharper.

‘No… that’s not right…’

‘The memories… aren’t quite right…’

Yi Mo’s brown pupils flickered with a look of confusion.

Yi Mo was 20-year-old.

From the moment he had memories, he was already in a private orphanage.

Later, the orphanage went bankrupt, and he and another girl, who was one year younger than him, were adopted by an elderly widower entrepreneur who had no children.

Although that entrepreneur didn’t offer them much familial affection, he provided a lot of money.

For a period of time, he and his non-blood-related sister lived a fairly decent life.

However, in the end, that entrepreneur evaded taxes and failed to pay for goods and wages.

Eventually, problems arose, he was investigated, and he vanished from the face of the earth.

Yi Mo and his sister also began to live a hard life where they didn’t know where their next meal was coming from.

It was also at that time, in order not to be separated from his sister.

Yi Mo dropped out of school after graduating from middle school to support her.

For one year, though it was hard, it was warm and happy.

Except…