God-Level Game Developer System: I Brought In-Game Items To Real World - Chapter 263

Chapter 263: The Game Of Death Is Rock, Paper, Scissors
As Kuroneko worked on deciphering the ritual, the rest of the team remained vigilant, their eyes scanning the hallway for any signs of danger.

The oppressive atmosphere weighed heavily on them, but their determination never wavered.

Suddenly, a low growl echoed through the hallway, and the temperature dropped even further.

Ayame turned towards the source of the sound, her eyes narrowing. “We’re not alone,” she said. “Get ready.”

From the shadows at the end of the hallway, a figure began to emerge. It was a twisted, nightmarish creature, its form constantly shifting and changing.

The children’s drawings on the walls seemed to react to their presence, their lines twisting and warping as if in pain.

The creature let out a blood-curdling scream and charged towards the team. Ayame and her companions sprang into action, their abilities flaring to life.

“Everyone, focus!” Ayame shouted. “We’ve faced worse. We can handle this!”

Bianca activated her Equality Authority, balancing the power level of the creature to hers, making it vulnerable to their attacks. “Now’s our chance! Hit it with everything we’ve got!”

Kayden flipped his shoe one last time, then grinned as it pointed directly at the creature. “Let’s take this thing down!” he yelled.

Shirohige summoned his Mystical Soul Piano, his fingers flying across the keys as he played a powerful, harmonious melody.

The music formed a protective barrier around the team and unleashed waves of energy towards the creature, staggering it.

Winston’s Eye of Insight pinpointed the creature’s weak spots, and he relayed the information to the team. “Aim for the shifting parts! That’s where it’s most vulnerable!”

Kuroneko, having deciphered enough of the ritual to understand its weaknesses, summoned dark tendrils from his grimoire.

“Dark Magic: Abyssal Grasp!” he chanted, and the tendrils wrapped around the creature, holding it in place.

Ayame’s Tyrannical Earth Gauntlet glowed with a fierce intensity as she charged forward, her fist slamming into the creature’s core.

“Gourmet Authority: Devour!” she shouted, and a vortex of energy erupted from her, drawing the creature’s essence towards her.

The creature writhed and screamed, its form disintegrating under the combined assault of Ayame and her team.

With one final, desperate shriek, it exploded into a cloud of dark energy, which was quickly absorbed by Ayame’s Gourmet Authority, allowing Ayame to become stronger.

As the dust settled, the team regrouped, their breaths heavy but their spirits high. Kuroneko completed his work on the ritual, a satisfied smile on his face. “I’ve got it,” he said. “We can use this to counter Maverick’s dark magic.”

Ayame nodded, her expression one of determination and relief. “Good work, everyone. We’ve uncovered another piece of the puzzle. Let’s keep moving and put an end to Maverick Windesburg’s reign of terror.”

“That old man has lived for far too long and has caused too much pain and suffering during the time he is alive. As long as we kill him, the souls of these children and the innocent people he killed will be freed from resentment.”

When Ayame and her team decided to leave the Abandoned Nursery, they halted their steps after hearing the sounds of children’s laughter.

The eerie sound echoed through the hallway, sending chills down their spines.

They turned around, their eyes scanning the room for the source of the laughter.

Suddenly, a small, translucent figure materialized before them. It was the ghostly form of a little girl, her appearance both haunting and sorrowful.

She had large, innocent eyes and wore a tattered dress, her form flickering like a candle flame. Despite her ghostly appearance, there was a palpable aura of power emanating from her.

“I… I was one of his experiments,” the girl said, her voice a haunting whisper that seemed to reverberate through the walls. “But I didn’t listen to him. He called me a failure.”

Ayame stepped forward cautiously, her heart heavy with sympathy and anger. “What is your name?” she asked gently.

“Emily,” the girl replied, her eyes welling with tears. “He tried to make me into something I wasn’t. He wanted me to use my power for his evil deeds, but I refused.”

Kuroneko’s eyes narrowed as he scanned the spectral figure. “Emily, what can you tell us about your powers?”

Emily looked down, her ghostly form trembling. “I can force anyone to play a game with me. Rock, paper, scissors. If they lose, they… they die.”

The team exchanged uneasy glances, understanding the power of Emily’s ability.

Bianca stepped forward, her voice soft but firm. “Emily, we want to help you. We want to stop Maverick and free all the souls trapped here. Can you tell us how to do that?”

Emily’s eyes flickered with hope and determination. “You have to play with me. If you win, I’ll be free from this curse and I can help you. But if you lose…” She didn’t need to finish the sentence; the implications were clear.

Ayame took a deep breath and nodded. “Alright, Emily. I’ll play with you. Let’s end this suffering once and for all.”

The room seemed to darken as Emily prepared to initiate the game. Her form grew more solid, and the air around them crackled with ominous energy. The drawings on the walls twisted and warped, reflecting the dark and solemn ambiance inside the Abandoned Nursery.

“Are you ready?” Emily asked, her voice echoing eerily.

Ayame nodded, her expression resolute. “I’m ready.”

The game began, an invisible force compelling Ayame to participate. They faced each other, hands poised for the game of fate.

“Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!” Emily called out.

Ayame chose rock. Emily chose paper. The result was instantaneous.

Ayame’s heart sank as she felt an icy grip on her soul. Her body fell to the ground, lifeless and empty.

“AYAME!!!” ProGamerXD shouted, rushing forward, but it was too late. Ayame was gone, her essence taken by the ghostly girl.

Emily’s eyes were filled with sorrow, but her voice remained firm. “Who will be next?”

ProGamerXD stepped forward, his expression grim. “I’ll go next.”

They raised their hands, preparing for the fateful game. “Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!”

ProGamerXD chose scissors. Emily chose rock. His body crumpled to the floor, joining Ayame in a lifeless state.

“Not you too,” GoldMiner said, stepping forward. “I’ll do it. Let’s get this over with.”