Infinite weird games

The girl said to God: "I am guilty. After my sister became like this, I found that I could no longer love her as I used to."

God said: "If you no longer love her, then let her return to the arms of death and be buried underground."

The girl hesitated. She thought of the dead cat, the greasy blood on her hands when she killed the man, and her skin scratched by the thorns of the rose.

She has already given so much, and she only needs to kill a few more strangers to restore her sister's beauty... How can she give up at this time?

The girl kowtowed in front of the statue and made an oath: "I will not let her leave. She must be with me forever."

…

Qisi put down his notes and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The first three lines of the four-line poem on the title page of the notebook should be the honorable name of the god who made the deal with Anne.

After passing the entire dungeon, Qiss became interested in this god hidden behind the scenes for no reason.

Lure Anne into the game with a small price and huge benefits, forcing her to pay more step by step, and embark on a road of no return.

The large upfront investment constituted a considerable sunk cost. By the time Anne realized something was wrong and wanted to retreat, it was already too late. All she can do is make mistakes.

It has to be said that this god understands human psychology as well as the devil in legend.

"But what is the essential difference between gods and demons?"

Qisi laughed out loud, his laughter was as light as a ghost's whisper, with a bit of coolness, which was quite frightening in this situation.

The corresponding information was too little and fragmented, and he was unable to piece together the full picture of the god in the background story of the dungeon, and he did not intend to go to the trouble of reciting the honorary name once, which would cause many problems when the dungeon was about to be completed.

After briefly searching the room again to make sure that no important clues were missed, Qisi suppressed the smile on his lips, silently exited the room, and went down the stairs.

In the garden, the young and beautiful Anne and the old and rotten Anna stand opposite each other. The contrast between beauty and ugliness changes the situation after the passage of time, which really shows an interesting drama.

There was pain brewing in Anne's eyes, while Anna's eyes were dull and blank. All the emotions were thrown into it, like falling into the mud, unable to stir up a wave.

Chiss looked at Anne, a gentle smile on his lips, but full of malice brewing in his eyes.

He has never had the kindness to let people get what they want; on the contrary, he likes tragedy and the deeper despair that occurs when hope is shattered.

He smiled, his smile was ghostly: "Miss Anne, unfortunately, the sister you love deeply does not love you. She is even afraid of you and wants to stay away from you."

The rag doll found in Room 2 on the third floor appeared in front of my eyes. The weird hide-and-seek children's song repeated the words "Don't look at me", making me shiver deeply into my bones.

He looked at Anna who looked like a ghost again, his lowered eyes filled with compassion: "Miss Anna, it's also unfortunate that your sister killed your lover out of her abnormal love for you."

Anna seemed to understand, but she seemed not to understand. She let out a low "gurgling" roar, like an unsophisticated cub.

Qisi tilted her head and glanced at the housekeeper beside her, as if she had remembered something happy, and smiled like a child who had succeeded in a prank: "Of course, now you two miserable lovers have become ghosts, and you are not considered human ghosts. Different ways.”

"I have temporarily gained control of Rose Manor. Anne can no longer do anything to you. I am very curious about what you will choose."

This time, it seemed that she finally understood what Qiss said. Anna roared, got down on all fours and ran on the ground like an animal, towards the gate of the manor.

Messy footsteps crushed the roses along the way, and the black-green vines and bright red petals on the ground were smashed together, as broken as a fragmented dream.

Behind her, the housekeeper followed straight ahead, always half a step behind, but finally not left too far behind.

Two terrifying ghosts stopped in front of the iron gate. The iron gate slowly opened in front of them. They were restless, swaying, and ready to go.

"No!"

In the sea of ​​flowers, Annie, who was nailed to the spot, finally let out a shrill scream.

It was not easy to break free from the control of turning back time and make a sound. Tears fell down her cheeks, mixed with the blood that overflowed from her mouth and nose and flowed freely. In a few breaths, they formed a spring on the ground.

She roared and howled, unable to pronounce complete words, like a crazy beast.

Anna and the housekeeper didn't seem to hear anything, and they disappeared step by step into the white mist outside the iron door. At the moment when their bodies disappeared completely, they exploded and scattered into bloody rose petals on the ground.

Anne opened her dark eyes wide and witnessed this scene, her eye sockets dilated to a ferocious level.

She suddenly remembered where the familiar feeling on Qisi came from.

The god in red also appeared as a phantom, sat next to her, looked at her and smiled: "Your desires are very interesting, and they are valuable as my collection."

The long-lost fear grew in her heart. Annie briefly broke free from the confinement of turning back time, took a step forward, and made a shallow pit in the slippery mud.

However, the next second, countless dead vines twisted out from the castle behind her, entangled her limbs from all directions, strangled her, and dragged her backwards.

She was dragged back to the castle inch by inch. The black skirt was torn by the thorns of the roses, and the black veil was stained by dust and broken flower branches.

She realized what was about to happen and struggled violently, but the vines became tighter and tighter, even embedded in her flesh.

With blood all over her body, she finally despaired, dropped her limbs, and allowed herself to completely sink into the dark castle behind her.

At the moment when her figure completely disappeared in the darkness, the door of the castle slammed shut.

The rain all over the world turned around again and fell from the sky.

The time travel ended.

There was no rose in Qi Si's hand, and no scar on his heart.

He stood alone in the sea of ​​flowers like a ghost, savoring the end of the drama in human form.

There was a "boom" above his head, like thunder, but even more heavy and powerful.

Qi Si saw that the stone walls of the castle in front of him were broken piece by piece, and the monster-like building collapsed. The ghost that had existed for countless reincarnations disappeared, leaving only dust floating and sinking in the sky.

Perhaps only one person has been imprisoned from the beginning to the end, and at this moment, an absurd story is buried here...

[All rules and worldviews have been cracked]

[Congratulations to the player for clearing the team survival copy "Rose Manor\