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Roy transmigrates into the world of American horror movies and unexpectedly receives a Destiny System. As long as he deals with the story’s characters, he can keep getting stronger. What, something this good actually exists? Gained Mike Tyson’s boxing skills! Gained Bob Munden’s shooting skills! Gained Grigori Yefimovich Rasputin’s charisma! Hiss… looks like he has no choice but to win over the beautiful heroines in those horror films! Starting from Jennifer’s Body in Devil’s Kettle, weaving through various horror movie plots, the very first one is Scream. Roy declares: “I’m going to bulldoze my way through this horror movie world—no one’s going to stop me!” support my patreon belamy20

[Welcome to the "Sacrifice Game." May you witness the end in true terror.] Wait… This script is all wrong! Whispering corpses, wriggling cave horrors, paper effigies asking for directions, night terrors in a cursed village, eyes peering from under the bed… A web of grotesque rules drenched in blood—no escape. The only way out is to face the endless nightmares and claw for survival. So, uh, if I'm stuck with all this horror, can I at least get a System? Preferably one where daily check-ins make me OP?! Just as I'm thinking this, I realize I've gained an ability: post-death save-scumming. Sure, it's a cheat… but does that mean I have to trial-and-error my way through with infinite deaths?! Hell no! I refuse to be a Subaru-tier protagonist! Someone save me—argh! Then I turn around and see the girls trapped with me: Shinomiya Kaguya, Fujiwara Chika, Gotou Hitori, and Yuuko (from "Mieruko-chan"). …Screw it, let's do this! No way I'm letting these beauties die here. I'll create a world free from Urobuchi and 4chan horrorposting!

This version of America is... a little different! Please, go home when it gets dark. If you stay out on the streets, you are very likely to run into— The Chainsaw Killer in the remote countryside, the Wax Museum that shouldn’t exist, the mysterious Cabin in the Woods, Stranger Things, the Immortal Jason, Michael under the moonlight, the urban legends of the Clown in town, the Coven, The Conjuring, Nightmare Freddy, the curse of Dead Silence, the monsters in The Mist, the Lighthouse in the deep sea, and various SCP containment breaches... And then there is William. He woke up one day to find himself a priest in a church. Relying on a status panel that allows him to endlessly grind and upgrade his proficiency, he embeds himself deep into the community to save the people of North America from their living hell. From providing [Psychological Counseling] during family home visits... To [Spiritual Vision] that allows him to see through a demon's weaknesses... From the five-dollar [Holy Water Baptism]... To the [Holy Light Blessing] where a single drop of water purifies the evil spirits of an entire haunted murder house... From the community event [Gospel Hymns] where even Hellhounds bow down when he sings...

Crossing into the 2D world, with both parents dead, money in my pocket, and a place to live. Even if the universe’s ‘no-imouto clause’ is in effect, this still looks like the classic daily-life harem-protagonist trajectory in a 2D world, right? Surely next comes the otaku-bait development, a wonderful story of being surrounded by girls, yes? [Welcome to the “Sacrifice Game.” We wish you the chance to witness the end within true fear.] Wait a sec— This script isn’t right, is it? Corpses whispering, shadowed pits creeping, paper effigies asking for directions, a cursed village’s night patrol, an eye peering from under the bed… Grotesque rules weave a blood-stained net; there is no escape. Only by facing the endless nightmare head-on can one fight for a sliver of life. So, since I’m being entangled by all these horrors, can I get a system? Preferably the kind that becomes overpowered just by checking in! While I was thinking that, I realized I’d gotten the ability to roll back after death. It sure is a cheat—but doesn’t that mean I have to keep betting my life on trial and error? I refuse! I don’t want to be a Subaru-style, die-and-retry protagonist! Someone save me, please! Then I turned around and saw the girls trapped with me: Shinomiya Kaguya, Fujiwara Chika, Gotō Hitori, Yotsuya Miko, and others. Damn it, then bring it on! How could I let beautiful girls be sacrificed in a place like this? I’ll create a happy world—no Urobuchi-style tragedy and no grimdark despair! .... This is a translation of a Chinese Novel, with minor changes in some parts of the original story.

Traversing into the two-dimensional world, my parents are dead, and I have money and a house. Although the rules of the Cat's Inn say I can't have a younger sister, isn't this the typical path of a protagonist in a harem anime? I must be about to experience a fan service plot, a wonderful story surrounded by girls, right? [Welcome to the "Sacrifice Game." May you witness the end in true terror.] Wait a minute, this script is wrong, isn't it? Whispering corpses, crawling in dark caves, paper figures asking for directions, night tours in a ghostly village, eyes peeking from under the bed... Grotesque rules weave a bloody tapestry; there is no escape. I can only face the endless nightmare and seek a sliver of hope. So if I'm going to be haunted by these terrifying things, can I at least get a system? Preferably one that makes me awesome just by signing in! As I was thinking this, I discovered that I had gained the ability to revert to a previous save after dying. It's definitely a cheat, but doesn't that mean I have to constantly risk my life to find the right path? No way, I don't want to be a protagonist like Subaru Natsuki from Re:Zero! Someone save me! Then I turned around and saw the other girls trapped with me: Kaguya Shinomiya, Chika Fujiwara, Hitori Gotoh, Miko Yotsuya, and more. D*mn it, then let's go! I can't let these beautiful girls sacrifice themselves in a place like this. I will create a happy world without Gen Urobuchi and the "old men of the riverbank"!

A strange horror game has arrived in the world. A patient in a mental hospital is accidentally selected into the game... Lucas is cautious and treads on thin ice. And his behavior, in the eyes of other players and even NPCs, is nerve-wracking! A certain evil god: Even though the task was to make Lucas and I look at each other for five minutes, Lin Bei dug out my eyeballs. I didn't understand why until I died. A certain female ghost: When I saw Lucas, I was sweating all over my body, my hands and feet were cold on a hot day, and I couldn’t help but shed tears. Can this game be any better? A certain murderer: Ahhhh, here he comes! ! ! ....... Lucas: Everything I did was because I was too cautious. ___________________________________ Extra chapters available in patreon patreon.com/Dragonscribe31

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Movie List (Order Subject to Change): Wrong Turn • The Descent • Jennifer's Body • Dead Silence • The Conjuring Universe • Insidious • The Nun • Blair Witch Project • [REC] • The Ruins • The Ring • The Autopsy of Jane Doe • Mama • The Prodigy/The Bad Seed • Alien vs. Predator • IT • The Haunting of Hill House • The Grudge • Sinister • Paranormal Activity • Grave Encounters • Gonjiam: Haunted Asylum • Train to Busan • Silent Hill • The Evil Dead • Child's Play • The Midnight Meat Train • A Nightmare on Elm Street • Halloween • Oculus • Terrifier • The Conjuring: The Devil Made Me Do It... Missing any of your favorites? Drop a comment! Demons, evil spirits, ghosts, clowns, killers, demonic nuns, mutant cannibals... the people of North America are living in a nightmare. Danny traveled to the American Horror World with a deck of mysterious cards. The Horror Cards can contain and control the killers, evil spirits, and supernatural entities from American horror movies... Only terror can defeat terror. So the American horror world began to change in strange ways.

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.