spinal fusion 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.

Luo Fei is a rookie police officer but has a system that can empower him with different abilities of animals including dogs' sense of smell through gene fusion. When helping a lady to find her cat, he smells a stench from the neighboring apartment's balcony. It smells like... the stench of a rotting corpse!

[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

[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!

Lin Feng voyage 21 ans dans le passé, le jour où tous les lycéens ont la chance de fusionner avec des Esprits Démoniaques. Grâce aux connaissances de sa vie antérieure, il choisit un précieux Esprit Démoniaque qui peut accélérer sa cultivation. Cependant, sa puissance spirituelle est trop faible pour contrôler cet Esprit Démoniaque ; il doit trouver un moyen de gérer cette situation...

Traversing into a Fantasy World, Watson became the youngest son of a run-down baron, ranked eight in the family. His mother was confined to her bed by sickness, his father was drinking all day, his brothers and sisters were not doing proper jobs, and even the family’s position of baron was on the verge of being stripped away. As the family’s decline loomed closer, Watson acquired the [Super Fusion System] out of the blue! At the family’s only remaining chicken farm, Watson conducted Fusion on the 1,000 sickly hens. “Ding, congratulations, you have fused a high-level demon beast [Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken]. Its eggs are so nutritious that they can extend one's life span and are considered a delicacy that only lords and kings can enjoy!” Watson made a huge profit out of this. Utilizing the system, he embarked on a journey of becoming a tycoon! “Ding, congratulations, you have fused 10,000 wheat heads into an ingredient that can permanently strengthen a person’s physique!” “Ding, congratulations, you have fused 10,000 kilograms of metal scrap into a Divine Weapon [Sword of the Flame Pursuer]!” “Ding, congratulations, you have fused 100,000 rats into a Divine-level Demon Pet [Sky-devouring Rat King]!” No gold coins? Fuse them! No potent potions? Fuse them! No super magic or powerful henchmen? Fuse them! From then on, Watson led his family to develop continuously in this world of swords and magic until it became an overlord!

Traversant dans un Monde Fantastique, Watson est devenu le plus jeune fils d'un baron en déclin, classé huitième dans la famille. Sa mère était confinée au lit par la maladie, son père buvait toute la journée, ses frères et sœurs ne faisaient pas de travaux convenables, et même la position de baron de la famille était sur le point d'être supprimée. Alors que le déclin de la famille se profilait, Watson a acquis le [Système de Super Fusion] comme par magie ! Dans la seule ferme de poulets restante de la famille, Watson a effectué une Fusion sur les 1 000 poules malades. « Ding, félicitations, vous avez fusionné une bête démoniaque de haut niveau [Poulet Parfumé Pentacolore]. Ses œufs sont si nutritifs qu'ils peuvent prolonger la durée de vie et sont considérés comme un mets délicat que seuls les seigneurs et les rois peuvent déguster ! » Watson en a tiré un énorme profit. Utilisant le système, il s'est lancé dans un voyage pour devenir un magnat ! « Ding, félicitations, vous avez fusionné 10 000 têtes de blé en un ingrédient qui peut renforcer de façon permanente la constitution physique d'une personne ! » « Ding, félicitations, vous avez fusionné 10 000 kilogrammes de débris métalliques en une Arme Divine [Épée du Poursuivant de Flammes] ! » « Ding, félicitations, vous avez fusionné 100 000 rats en un Animal Démoniaque de niveau Divin [Roi des Rats Dévoreurs de Ciel] ! » Pas de pièces d'or ? Fusionnez-les ! Pas de potions puissantes ? Fusionnez-les ! Pas de super magie ou de puissants sbires ? Fusionnez-les ! À partir de ce moment, Watson a conduit sa famille à se développer continuellement dans ce monde d'épées et de magie jusqu'à devenir un suzerain !

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.