eating ass horror stories

"I am Yang Jian. By the time you read this, I've already been dead..." A strange parchment, an eye that peeks into the darkness. This is the memoir of a person who survived.

Der zwanglose Kultivierer Shi Lang fand sich nach und nach im Reich der Unbesiegbarkeit. Als er jedoch schließlich versuchte, in ein höheres Reich aufzusteigen, war der Geist der Welt fast erschöpft. So entschied er sich zwischen seinem Aufstieg in eine neue Welt und dem Wohlbefinden seiner Heimat für letzteres und opferte sein Leben, um die Welt zu retten. Niemand wusste, was er für die Welt aufgegeben hatte, und er sagte es niemandem. Obwohl sein Opfer unbesungen blieb, gab es dennoch jemanden, der alles miterlebte. Ein kostbares Artefakt, das er bei sich trug, bewahrte seine Seele und ließ sie einem tragischen Ende entkommen. Äonen vergingen. Die menschliche Rasse schritt aus dem Zeitalter der Kultivierung in ein Zeitalter der Sterneneroberung. Die Geistenergie in der Welt war nun knapp, aber die Menschen fanden andere Mittel, um sich auszuzeichnen. In dieser hochentwickelten Zeit hat Shi Langs Seele eine Chance gefunden, wiedergeboren zu werden. Was passiert, wenn ein alter Kultivierer, der vor seinem ersten Tod fast die Ebene einer Gottheit erreichte, im Weltraumzeitalter eine zweite Chance im Leben bekommt? ...

Tong Yao never expected that getting a milk tea could result in getting struck by lightning on a sunny day, and then waking up in the 1980s. She became a mischievous, spoilt wife of a top-tier doctor from the future. Rather than leading an ordinary life, she was caught eloping and stealing money, and reacted with crying, making a fuss, and hitting walls. Under the hopeless circumstances, she discovered she could understand animal language. While other time-travelers were busy making money to support their families, she was just enjoying the show. "The deputy director's wife accepted five jins of pork from a patient's family. The old couple is squabbling behind closed doors right now." "The Dean has had a flare-up of hemorrhoids these past few days and can't sit on a chair." "Mr. Li's wife is a tough woman. That missing tooth on the left was knocked out by her." "Tong Yao has improper conduct. She used to secretly meet people in the village." Tong Yao didn't expect the day would come when she would be the talk of the town. ... One day, Tong Yao heard a stray cat at the door muttering, "Dr. Si is having a date with a nurse in the corridor." Furious, Tong Yao went to catch them in the act, only to find the doctor was discussing a patient's condition with a nurse who was over fifty. Wanting to run away, Tong Yao found her escape route cut off by the doctor, who backed her against a wall, "So I heard you came to catch us, huh?" Tong Yao never expected the saying, 'Those who always walk by the river eventually get their shoes wet,' to come true.

[Horror-Spieleentwickler: Meine Spiele sind wirklich nicht so gruselig!] Ich hasse Horror. Von den huschenden Geräuschen von Schritten, die hinter mir herjagen, bis zu den leisen, aber beunruhigend kalten Flüstern, die sich um meine Ohren winden... All das. Ich hasse es. So sehr, dass ich anfange zu kotzen, wenn ich eine bestimmte Schwelle erreiche. Und trotzdem bin ich ein Horror-Spieleentwickler. Ein miserabler noch dazu. Also habe ich beschlossen, aufzuhören, angesichts meiner mangelnden Fähigkeiten. Und doch... [Glückwunsch, Sie wurden für das Horror-Spielentwicklungssystem ausgewählt!] Nein, ich will es nicht. Lass mich aufhören. ※ Hinweis: Ihre Welt könnte einige Veränderungen erfahren. Aber keine Sorge! Es ist Teil des Spiels! *** Dies ist eine Geschichte über einen Spieleentwickler, der Horror hasst, aber keine andere Wahl hat, als Spiele zu entwickeln, die gruselig genug sind, um Menschen zu traumatisieren. Sie wollen mich verfluchen, weil ich Sie dazu gebracht habe, sich in die Hose zu machen? Wenn das der Fall ist, wen verfluche ich dann? *** Eine von SCP inspirierte Geschichte mit ihrer eigenen Wendung!

[Horror Game Developer : My games really aren't that scary!] I hate horror. From the skittering sounds of footsteps racing behind me, to the soft yet unnervingly cold whispers curling around my ears... All of it. I hate it. So much so that I start puking whenever I reach a certain threshold. And yet, I am a Horror Game Developer. A crappy one at that. So, given my lack of ability, I decided to quit. And yet... [Congratulations, you've been selected for the Horror Game Developer System!] Nope, I don't want it. Let me quit. ※ Note : Your world might experience some changes. But don't worry! It's part of the game! *** This is a story about a game developer who hates horror, but has no choice but to develop games scary enough to traumatize people. You want to curse me for making you piss your pants? If that's the case, who do I curse? *** An SCP inspired story with its own twist! Discord : https://discord.gg/FK7ZQU3b9p

Shu Yu geriet durch Transmigration in die Rolle eines unbedeutenden Charakters, der ins Nichts verbannt wurde, nachdem er zweimal auftauchte und einer weiblichen Nebencharakterin half, die ständig versuchte, sich selbst ein tieferes Loch zu graben. In dem Bewusstsein, dass sie das Ergebnis nicht ändern konnte, beschloss Shu Yu, einfach herumzualbern. Doch noch bevor die Verbannung kam, wurde ihr plötzlich mitgeteilt, dass sie keine Tochter der Shu-Familie sei. Sie wurde in eine Bauernfamilie geboren, die so arm war, dass sie es sich nicht leisten konnte, ihr undichtes Haus zu reparieren. Da sie beschlossen hatten, die Beschmutzung ihres guten Namens zu beseitigen, entschied Shu Yus Adoptivfamilie, sie zu ermorden. Shu Yu: Komm schon, wir werden sehen, wer stirbt. Als sie zu ihrer biologischen Familie zurückkehrte und den Anblick eines Tellers mit gesalzenem Gemüse, einer kaum gefüllten Schüssel Reis und die nervösen Blicke ihrer echten Eltern sah, seufzte sie schließlich. Kein Herumalbern mehr, oder sie würde verhungern.

She is the true daughter of a prestigious family in the Federation, who was lost outside and grew up in a garbage heap, and is also a waste with only F-level spiritual power. Her parents' abandonment and favoritism, the exclusion and framing by her green tea fake daughter sister, the cultivation sect in crisis. She can only regain her cultivation and turn the tide by participating in the Federation Planet's 'God Creation Game'! "No way? Someone with only F-level spiritual power can also enter the 'God Creation Game'?" "Maybe just to make up the numbers." "With only 3 attack points, even a gust of wind can kill her, right?" Josh, the sickly waste not favored by everyone, casually summoned a Divine-level Monster in the dimension. Just when everyone thought she was going to kill all sides, she smiled slightly: "Open for fortune-telling, divining the location, weaknesses, and treasures of monsters, looking at dimension feng shui, monster physiognomy, one divination for 3000 points, scan the code to pay, thank you!" Barrage: "What's wrong! 3000 points, what idiot would go there! She's a fraud!" Contestant: "Me me me! I want a reading, I want a reading!" "I was here first!" "Don't cut in line!" Barrage: "......" Are these the star contestants they've fostered with points?

A cat... That is also a warlock... That likes to eat ghosts. --- Mater Evol Heracy was a prideful warlock in his past life. But he successfully escaped his ill-fated to a new world. Unfortunately for him, he has become a cat. Mater found himself in the modern 21st century that filled with horrors in every nook and cranny of this haunted city. Coincidentally, ghosts are exactly what he needs to grow his power. "I shall feasts upon all the horrors and become the one and only Darklord. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" -- https://discord.gg/QMDetEzXaj

The story follows Bai Liu, who, after losing his job, becomes involved with multiple unavoidable horror live-streaming games full of various monsters and players with killing intent, putting the players’ lives at stake.

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.