This Text Adventure Game Is Seriously Cursed
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[Faced with the gazes of the three, you chose not to meet any of their expectations.] [You told the three that you had only just arrived and knew nothing about this place, so you could not make a decision.] ["Bang!" The bottle in the burly man's hand shattered on the ground. Your answer seemed to have angered all three!] ["What? Kid, do you look down on ordinary vampires like us and want to become a lackey for those so-called upper-class vampires?" The burly man sneered at you.]
Upper-class vampires?
Sure enough, there were more vampire clans than these three. Mu You had even less reason to decide where to go on a whim.
However, after he made his choice, the situation in the game took a dangerous turn.
[When you remained silent, the burly man jumped down from the wooden crate, rolled his neck and flexed his knuckles, then approached you menacingly. "You're just a newly born brat. Don't get too full of yourself!"] ["You should know, there's no telling how many brats without status or connections like you die in this city every year."] ["You have just one minute. You must pick one of the three of us. Otherwise, I don't mind adding another brat's corpse to this city."] [The burly man glared coldly at you. The two women behind him also fell silent and stood still, showing no intention of speaking up for you.] [One minute quickly passed. You chose...] [Blood Rose], [Shapeshifter], [Deathspeaker].
Mu You frowned. Did he really have to choose one here or die?
From the game's logic, this made no sense. A god created a server so players could fully experience the abilities and characteristics of that god's believers. There was no reason to cut off a player's options right
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