Blurb：
I was the pampered fake heiress of the Muir family, living in luxury with thirty servants attending my every need. But when the real heiress returned, I was cast out into the cold. That very night, I found myself pulled into a deadly SSS-level Horror Game where survival seemed impossible.
The live chat mocked me as cannon fodder, especially when the terrifying Final Boss appeared. But instead of attacking, the muscular monster dropped to one knee before me, his crimson eyes burning with longing as he whispered, “Miss Muir… I’ve finally found you.”
Now trapped in this dangerous Dungeon with hostile players like the jealous hot girl and her red-haired boyfriend, I must survive both monstrous creatures and human betrayal. As the Final Boss’s mysterious connection to me unfolds, I discover this Horror Game holds darker secrets about my true identity than I ever imagined.
Content：
I was the fake heiress, spoiled and raised in luxury.
At home, I had thirty servants attending to my every need.
Then, suddenly, I was pulled into a Horror Game.
Live chat:
[Who’s this young lady? Her reaction time is so slow! Pretty face, but probably just cannon fodder for the sacrifice.]
[What a waste. Only the strong survive in Horror Games — especially this SSS-level Dungeon! The monsters slaughter everything!]
When night fell, the Boss appeared.
As expected, he was fierce and terrifying.
The other players pushed me forward as a shield.
But then, the tall, muscular, hard-as-steel Final Boss suddenly dropped to one knee at my feet.
His crimson eyes overflowed with uncontrollable longing,
“Miss Muir… I’ve finally found you.”
After the real heiress returned, I was kicked out of the house.
All the servants who’d attended me were heartbroken.
Mrs Miller secretly slipped me ration coupons.
Ms Davison stayed up all night sewing clothes for me.
They were afraid I wouldn’t survive the hardships of the countryside.
But I never made it to any village.
That very night, I was pulled into a Horror Game.
The live chat was buzzing:
[Who’s the beauty? Cosplaying some movie star? She’s ridiculously gorgeous.]
[She really nails that spoiled, arrogant rich girl vibe — smiles at you one second, slaps you the next.]
[Too bad. A pretty, delicate thing like her? I’d stand still and let her stab me, if she didn’t hurt herself first.]
[Sure enough. No way she survives a monster encounter!]
[Yeah, the monsters don’t care about beauty. They’ll just swallow her!]
I was still processing all this text when a red-haired guy walked up to me,
“Is this your first time in a Dungeon?”
I didn’t understand what he meant, waiting for him to explain.
His face flushed as he stammered,
“I — I didn’t mean anything by it, it’s just… this Dungeon is really dangerous.”
“The monsters kill on sight. No rules, no mercy.”
“You need to figure out the Dungeon’s rules to protect yourself.”
“Or team up with others. There’s safety in numbers.”
I nodded, still didn’t speak.
The red-haired guy gathered his courage and revealed his real intention,
“Do you want to join our team?”
I was about to refuse when a hot girl next to him pulled him back.
She stepped forward, glaring daggers at me.
“Stop hitting on my boyfriend! Sluts like you are all the same.”
“Think you can sleep your way to the top just because you’re pretty? Disgusting.”
Hitting on him?
Me?
I hadn’t said a word!
As soon as she finished speaking, a deafening thunderclap exploded overhead.
Players began screaming in terror,
“Run! The monsters are here!”
Players scattered in all directions.
The live chat was panicking too.
[That’s the Final Boss’s signature entrance! He’s the strongest monster in the game!]
[Hide, girl, and find some items to protect yourself!]
[Too late. She’s the only newbie here — destined to be the cannon fodder.]
Running was hopeless.
I looked for a place to hide.
But the hot girl threw some item at me.
My whole body stiffened.
I was rooted to the spot, completely paralyzed.
The hot girl smirked triumphantly.
“That’s what you get for flirting with my boyfriend!”
I felt wronged, and a little scared.
“I wasn’t flirting with your boyfriend.”
“He’s so ugly, he’s not even fit to be my servant.”
“How could I possibly be interested?”
That made her even angrier.
While I was still paralyzed, she strode over and slapped me twice!
“Servant? Who do you think you are?”
“Dressed like some princess, you actually think you’re royalty? Still putting on airs when you’re about to die!”
“I’m going to carve up your face! Let’s see you seduce anyone then!”
She actually pulled out a dagger and moved to slash me.
The red-haired guy grabbed her wrist.
“No time! We have to go now.”
“She’s stuck by your item. When the Boss gets here, she’s dead.”
The girl tried to shake him off,
“You’re defending her? Do you actually like her?”
The red-haired guy scowled,
“You want to die? I don’t.”
“If you keep this up, I’m leaving without you!”
The hot girl hesitated, her eyes still full of venom.
Just then, a red lightning bolt split the sky.
The night grew heavier.
A sinister wind began to blow.
A tall figure in a black cloak, holding a scythe, showed up out of nowhere.
In the blink of an eye, he was right in front of us.
It was too late to run.
The red-haired guy panicked.
He shoved me hard toward the Boss, using me as a distraction to buy time.
“Sorry.”
“Blame yourself for being so weak.”
What trash! I cursed inwardly.
But my body wouldn’t obey.
I stumbled straight toward the so-called Final Boss.
The red-haired guy dragged his girlfriend away.
They vanished into the distance.
The Boss drew closer and closer.
Just as I was about to crash into him, an invisible force pulled me back.
When I regained my senses, I was still standing in the same spot.
He… hadn’t killed me?
The live chat was frantic:
[Oh my! That terrifying pressure! Girl, don’t make any eye contact with him!]
[When he asks, ‘Have you seen Miss Muir?’, that means he’s about to kill people. If possible, don’t let him ask it!]
[That scythe is the strongest weapon in the game. It slices anything easier than vegetables. If you see him raise it, just wait for death.]
[Oh, she’s really poor. Can’t I donate some items? Let her live a few more minutes!]
Clearly, that wasn’t an option.
I was unarmed and clueless.
All I could do was follow the live chat’s advice and try not to look at him.
The Boss radiated a bone-chilling cold.
With every step, his joints made unsettling cracking sounds.
Suddenly, I felt a surge of anger.
I’d always had a temper.
All my life, people indulged and spoiled me.
No one ever said a harsh word.
But here, I’d been insulted, bullied, and was about to be brutally killed!
I’d never been treated like this before!
Even if I was a fake heiress, I was still a person, right?
All these emotions welled up, and I couldn’t hold back my tears.
Soft sobs escaped my throat.
My shoulders shook as I cried.
[Help! How does she look so beautiful even when waiting to die?]
[Sigh. Cry now. Once you’re chopped into pieces, you won’t get the chance.]
[Wait! Look, the Boss froze! His expression changed from fierce to… pained?]
[No way! Is playing pitiful the way to win over the Final Boss? I’m gonna riot! Is the Boss really that shallow?]
[Why not? Beauty is justice. Even monsters soften when a pretty girl cries.]
[Not sure, let’s keep watching.]
I was scared and miserable.
The Boss kept trying to meet my eyes.
Wherever I looked, he shifted to follow.
I lost patience, snapping at him,
“What are you staring at? Never seen anyone cry before?”
[She’s done for. How dare she talk back to the Final Boss like that?]
[I can’t bear to watch.]
But when he heard my voice, his expression changed abruptly.
His scythe dropped to the ground with a loud clang.
Then, in a mechanical tone, he said,
“Have you… seen Miss Muir?”
As he spoke, a tear fell onto the back of my hand.
That’s when I realized I could move again.
But what shocked me more was his voice.
Without thinking, I looked up.
My teary eyes met his.
[No! Don’t make eye contact with the Boss!]
[She’s done for. He said the line — next comes the swing…]
[Wait, what’s happening? Why is the Boss kneeling?]
The Boss removed his hood.
A young, handsome face was revealed.
His features were sharp, his expression resolute.
But his red-rimmed eyes gave him a dark, intense look.
I was too stunned to keep crying.
Was the live chat talking nonsense?
Some terrifying Final Boss?
This was Zane — my personal attendant!
Always gentle, always patient.
The kind who’d let me hit him without hitting back!
“It’s you?”
I punched Zane’s chest in frustration.
“Stupid Zane! You scared me to death!”
But his muscles were too hard — I only hurt my hand.
That made me even angrier.
Tears welled up as I glared at him, rubbing my sore wrist.
Zane’s eyes burned.
He took my hand with near-reverence, wanting to massage it.
Besides, he bowed his head and gently blew on my reddened knuckles.
The cool air soothed the pain a little.
I was still upset and tried to pull my hand back.
Zane thought he’d hurt me again.
He looked up, flustered, crimson eyes brimming with uncontrollable longing.
“Miss Muir… I’ve finally found you.”
The live chat exploded!
[What did the Boss say? Why can’t we hear?]
[Hold up — why does this suddenly feel like a proposal? Is this right?]
[Obviously not! Who is this beauty? How did she tame the Boss?]
[The infamous Boss kneeling to a player? I don’t believe it! Impossible!]
All this talk of systems and players—
I didn’t understand any of it.
I just pulled Zane up.
“Hurry up, stop kneeling. Take me home.”
“This place is terrifying. I’m scared to death!”
Zane stared at our intertwined hands, frozen stiff.
Not only was his whole body rigid, his face was a little red, too.
“What’s wrong? Are you sick?”
I leaned in and pressed a hand to his forehead.
“Do you have a fever?”
Zane, afraid I might fall, wrapped an arm around my waist.
His whole body was cold.
I shivered in his arms. Zane’s muscles tightened further.
He could barely form words.
“M-Miss Muir, I’m fine.”
“But we can’t leave yet.”
“We’re in the middle of a Horror Game.”
“We have to complete the mission and clear the game, before we can return to reality.”
Feeling uneasy, I asked,
“Then… if you die in the game, you can’t go back?”
Zane’s eyes darkened.
His arm around my waist tightened slightly.
“Don’t worry, Miss. I’m here.”
“I will guarantee your safety!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a harsh mechanical voice echoed through the air:
“Warning! Warning!”
“Abnormal behavior detected from [Death’s Banquet] Dungeon Boss.”
“The Boss will be forcefully logged out in three minutes.”
“Dungeon will merge with [Haunted Castle] storyline. Difficulty upgraded to seven stars.”
“Players, please prepare.”
The live chat went wild again:
[The Boss really broke character! I knew it!]
[Sixty years without a glitch, and now this? Is it because of her beauty?]
[Too bad we can’t hear them, but their chemistry is off the charts! Something’s up!]
[Shh! Quiet, I’m shipping them.]
Hearing the announcement, Zane’s expression turned serious.
“Miss, hit me.”
I blinked, confused.
“Huh?”
Zane didn’t explain. Instead, he took my hand and gently guided it to slap his own face.
It was too light to be a hit, more like a caress.
The touch made his breathing heavy, his eyes dazed.
[Wait… did he just enjoy that?]
I didn’t get it either. What was he doing?
Then I saw red text appear above Zane’s head:
Critical Hit!
Combo!
As the numbers flashed, countless items and weapons clattered to the ground from him, piling up like a small hill.
A golden [Auto Loot] prompt flickered, and all the equipment was sucked into [My Inventory].
The live chat was losing it:
[Don’t tell me just touching him makes him drop all this loot!]
[The Boss has lost his mind! No wonder they’re force-logging him out —this is cheating!]
[Oh my god! So many god-tier items and limited edition gear! Stuff you can’t even buy! Beauty, what spell did you cast on him?]
But Zane still wasn’t satisfied,
“Sorry, Miss, this is all I brought today.”
“Please make do for now.”
Zane looked worried and reluctant.
“Before midnight, you need to reach the next mission point.”
“We’re almost out of time. Let me teach you how to use the teleportation item.”
He showed me how to open my inventory and use a teleport scroll.
But just as I was about to use it, he changed his mind.
“Never mind, I’ll take you there myself.”
Zane’s long arm wrapped around my waist again.
His voice held a suppressed smile,
“Be careful, Miss Muir. Don’t fall.”
That made sense.
So I wrapped my arms around his neck, pressing close to him.
In the next instant, the scenery changed.
We appeared in front of a grand manor.
Several players were gathered there.
When they saw me and Zane, they screamed in terror and scattered.
“Why is the Boss here?!”
“Didn’t the system say he was getting logged out? Are they messing with us?”
Some pulled out items, ready to fight back.
“Wail! Don’t come any closer! I don’t want to die!”
Others dropped to their knees, begging,
“Spare us, Final Boss! We haven’t seen your Miss! Don’t kill us!”
But Zane acted like he didn’t see them.
His gaze was fixed on me, full of reluctance.
“Don’t be afraid, Miss.”
“I’ll be back soon to protect you.”
I didn’t want him to go, but I nodded anyway.
The three minutes were up.
Zane’s body gradually turned transparent, until he vanished completely.
I felt empty, lost.
My eyes stung, and I wanted to cry again.
The players watched me, their eyes wary and strange.
The red-haired guy and the hot girl stared daggers at me.
“You’re not dead?”
The hot girl deliberately stirred the pot, raising her voice to accuse me,
“No wonder the Boss suddenly showed up.”
“It was you!”
“What, couldn’t seduce my boyfriend, so you threw yourself at the Dungeon Boss instead?”
“Such a slut! Can’t you survive without a man?”
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