Pathological Girlfriend

(ps. This story is set in a parallel world with some fictionalized rules. It is purely a work of fiction, and should not be overly referenced against reality.)

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In the eerie mine tunnel, the wall-mounted lamps on both sides cast a dim, yellowish light.

Besides the heavy scent of dust in the air, there was also a pungent, fishy stench that stung the nostrils.

That... was the smell of blood.

The smell of fresh blood.

So vivid, it was nauseating...

"Thwack... thwack..."

The sound reaching his ears was that of metal striking flesh.

He looked up.

The blade of a cleaver, glinting with a cold light, was relentlessly smashing down on a young man.

"Thwack... thwack..."

His stomach was smashed open, blood gushing out with a "gurgle, gurgle," already soaking through his blue short-sleeved shirt and spreading onto the ground.

His neck was nearly cut in half.

His head was tilted, his eyes wide open in shock and disbelief, even in death.

As if, until his last moment, he couldn't comprehend why he was dying.

And the perpetrator.

The one currently holding the cleaver and madly smashing the corpse.

Was a beautiful girl.

Her long pink hair cascaded behind her. Inside her unbuttoned school blazer, a pristine white blouse was now stained with splotches of blood.

A shocking sight.

Beneath her brown decorative tie, her proud curves were visible. Below her light brown plaid pleated skirt, a pair of beautiful legs were encased in black stockings.

The low heels of her black leather shoes were submerged in the scarlet blood.

The girl appeared to be about high school age. Her usually pretty face was now etched with a chilling coldness and a touch of madness, her pupils glowing with an eerie red light. The cleaver in her hand, nearly a meter long, continued to smash into the corpse that was already thoroughly dead.

"Thwack..."

"Thwack..."

Blood splattered onto her skirt and white shirt, blooming like vibrant flowers.

And at this moment, one other person was witnessing all of this firsthand.

His body trembled uncontrollably, his face was deathly pale and already stiffening.

He wanted to cry out.

But he only managed to open his mouth, the sound utterly unable to escape.

Fear, helplessness.

Spread throughout his entire body.

I'm going to be killed...

She's going to kill me!

These signals constantly echoed in his mind.

Even though he had known from the start that this was a deadly game, witnessing such a brutal, horrifying scene truly left him stunned and unable to move.

And at this very moment, a loli voice, tinged with a hint of joy, inexplicably echoed in his mind.

"Ding-a-ling."

"Players: 8"

"Deaths: 6"

"Rule 6: The game has entered its final round. The Murderer's strength, speed, hearing, sense of smell, and stamina have been enhanced."

"Survivor's side, due to only one person remaining, the exorcism talismans have become ineffective and automatically disappeared."

"The Murderer's actions are locked for 3 minutes, under system protection..."

"After 3 minutes, the final hunt will begin..."

"If the Murderer fails to kill the survivor within 15 minutes, the survivor is declared the winner."

"If the Murderer kills the last survivor within 15 minutes, the Murderer is declared the winner."

"Once the winning party is confirmed, this game will end. The losing party will be punished with permanent death in both the real and game worlds."

"Ding-a-ling... Countdown begins..."

"2 minutes 59 seconds..."

As the system's prompt sounded, the small golden wooden牌 held in the corpse's hand gradually turned into white light spots and disappeared completely.

And just before she was locked down and unable to move, the girl turned her head, her eyes filled with a trace of coldness and a strange, excited look, and looked at the man. Their gazes met.

Just being looked at by him sent a chill down his spine, as if he had been targeted by a starving, ravenous ghoul.

He subconsciously 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 bottom card panel automatically appeared.

Among the groups of hidden data, one group of clear data was particularly glaring.

"Alter Ego: 82%"

So, this strange data...

was like this?

The degree of twisted personality hidden deep in the heart!

In the dim yellow mine shaft, the pungent smell of blood continued to stimulate his brain nerves, making his spine chill, and cold sweat had soaked his T-shirt.

How could he have imagined that the ultra-rare, seven-colored limited exclusive "SSR+" card he drew at the start of the game, the "Inner Persona Girlfriend," would now be holding a cleaver and would chase him in 3 minutes, intending to kill him without rest?

And it was highly probable that she would kill him in an extremely brutal manner!

She would absolutely not hesitate!

She would absolutely not hold back!

He could be sure of it!

She would use that cleaver to hack at him repeatedly, just like the corpse on the ground!

"Run..."

"I must run!"

"2 minutes 49 seconds..."

"2 minutes 48 seconds..."

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

He gritted his teeth tightly, clenched his fists, and after calming down a bit, he began to desperately flee for his life.

This "game."

He couldn't lose...

He absolutely couldn't lose!!!

And the girl with the pink long hair stared at the man desperately fleeing, laughing coquettishly in a pathological way.

"You... can't escape..."

"Can't escape..."

"My dear, boyfriend~"