God-Level Game Developer System: I Brought In-Game Items To Real World - Chapter 286

Chapter 286: Entering The Late Game Phase
Ayame’s hand instinctively tightened, ready to activate her Tag Authority, as she scanned the surroundings. Everything appeared normal, yet the air felt heavy, charged with a strange energy that hadn’t been there before.

“Weiss,” Ayame called out, her voice carrying an edge of concern.

Weiss, who had been quietly observing the team with a thoughtful expression, looked up at her. There was a knowing glint in his eyes, and a slight smile played at the corners of his mouth. He could sense what was happening, even if the others couldn’t.

Weiss’s thoughts drifted to what he had suspected would come next. ‘It seems the game is about to enter the late-game phase,’ he mused to himself, his smile widening just a fraction.

The calm before the storm was about to break, and he knew the true challenges were only beginning.

As if on cue, the first signs of change began to manifest.

The white mist, which had only ever appeared during the night, began to roll in. But this time, it was different.

The mist was thinner, almost translucent, but the fact that it was appearing in broad daylight was alarming enough. It slithered across the ground like a living entity, winding its way through the trees and up the sides of buildings.

Ayame’s eyes widened as she watched the mist creep closer. “This isn’t supposed to happen,” she whispered, her heart pounding in her chest.

The rest of the team noticed it too, their expressions shifting from satisfaction to concern.

The mist wasn’t supposed to be here during the day, and its appearance could only mean one thing—something had changed on the island, something profound and deeply unsettling.

Weiss’s smile faded into a more serious expression as he observed the mist. “This is just the beginning,” he said softly, almost to himself. “The influence of the Outer Gods is starting to seep through.”

As the mist spread, the environment around them began to shift in subtle but disturbing ways.

The once lush and vibrant vegetation of the island started to wither and darken, the leaves turning black and brittle. The ground, once firm and stable, felt spongy and unstable underfoot, as if the earth itself was sick.

Strange noises echoed from the depths of the Nevergreen Forest—low growls and eerie whispers that sent chills down the spines of Ayame and her team.

The once familiar landscape of Vacation Paradise Island was beginning to twist and warp under the influence of the Outer Gods.

The very air seemed to hum with a malevolent energy, as if the island was becoming a breeding ground for something far more sinister than anything they had encountered before.

And then came the monsters.

At first, they appeared as silhouettes within the mist—vague, shadowy forms that were barely recognizable as the creatures they had once been.

But as the mist continued to spread, the shapes solidified, revealing beasts that had been horribly mutated by the influence of the Outer Gods.

Creatures that had once roamed the island, already dangerous in their own right, were now twisted and grotesque versions of their former selves.

Their bodies were elongated, with extra limbs and gaping mouths filled with jagged teeth. Their eyes glowed with an unnatural light, and their movements were erratic, as if they were being controlled by an unseen force.

The team readied themselves, weapons drawn and authorities activated, but there was a sense of dread that hung over them like a dark cloud.

These weren’t the same monsters they had fought before. These were abominations, corrupted by a power far beyond their understanding.

“We need to regroup,” Ayame ordered, her voice firm despite the fear gnawing at her insides. “This is something new, something we haven’t faced before.”

As they prepared for the onslaught of corrupted creatures, the realization hit them all at once—this was just the beginning of the nightmare that awaited them.

The island, once a place of mystery and danger, had become something far more terrifying.

The power of the Outer Gods was beginning to bleed into their world, and the battle they thought they had won was just the precursor to something much larger, much darker.

Weiss, standing slightly apart from the group, watched the mist with a thoughtful expression. He knew what was coming, but even he couldn’t predict how it would all play out.

The only thing that was certain was that the game had entered its late stage, and from here on out, nothing would be the same.

‘The Outer Gods…’ Weiss thought, a hint of worry breaking through his usually composed demeanor. ‘This is what we’ve been preparing for. But even so, are Ayame and her team truly ready for what’s coming?’

His concern deepened as he considered the possibility of failure. ‘If things start going south, I might have to use the Game Over Retry Authority to regress to the time before the second main objective was completed. That would give Ayame and her team more time to train and prepare for what’s ahead.’

As the first of the corrupted creatures lunged from the mist, Ayame and her team braced themselves for the fight of their lives. They knew this was just the beginning of a battle that would push them to their limits in ways they had never imagined.

The Vacation Paradise Island had transformed from a dangerous game into a battleground with stakes higher than ever before. The threat of the Outer Gods loomed over them, altering the very fabric of the world they had known.

The only comfort was that Cozy Vacation Life remained a game, not a death trap. Even the so-called Outer Gods couldn’t truly kill them—only their in-game avatars.

Their real bodies, safe in the real world, were untouched by the horrors that unfolded within the game. But the pressure to succeed was immense, and the consequences of failure, while not fatal, were more severe than any they had faced before.

Ayame tightened her grip on the Tyrannical Earth Gauntlet as the first wave of monsters, now twisted and manic from the Outer Gods’ influence, charged at them.

Their eyes glowed with an unnatural light, and their movements were erratic, as if they were being driven by some dark force beyond their comprehension.

“These creatures… they’ve changed,” Ayame muttered, her eyes narrowing as she assessed the situation. “Be careful, everyone. They’re not the same as before.”