juvenile boot camp 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.

Have you often come across a game where you start with a bonfire, surrounded by ice and snow, with resources all manually transported, and monsters attacking at any time... Xia Hong wakes up to find himself in such a world. The ice and snow rage on, beasts rule the land, civilization is lost, and all people and things that once existed have been invaded into powerful and bizarre entities, leaving humans as a humble race surviving in the shadow of winter, on the brink of extinction. Fortunately, Xia Hong possesses a camp system that can upgrade infinitely. [Small Bonfire]—[Iron Furnace]—[Solar Cauldron]... [Wooden Post]—[Training Ground]—[Martial Arts Hall]... [Bamboo Fence]—[Black Soil Wall]—[Iron Wall]... [Monument Stone]—[Notice Board]—[Hero's Monument]... ... As Xia Hong slays the beasts and exterminates the bizarre entities, gradually gathering humans, dispelling the winter, and opening up territory, the mysterious veil of this world is slowly unveiled in its entirety.

Avez-vous souvent rencontré un jeu où vous commencez avec un feu de camp, entouré de glace et de neige, avec des ressources toutes transportées manuellement, et des monstres attaquant à tout moment... Xia Hong se réveille et se retrouve dans un tel monde. La glace et la neige font rage, les bêtes règnent sur la terre, la civilisation est perdue, et tous les gens et les choses qui existaient autrefois ont été envahis et transformés en entités puissantes et bizarres, laissant les humains comme une race humble survivant à l'ombre de l'hiver, au bord de l'extinction. Heureusement, Xia Hong possède un système de camp qui peut s'améliorer infiniment. [Petit Feu de Camp]—[Fourneau de Fer]—[Chaudron Solaire]... [Poteau en Bois]—[Terrain d'Entraînement]—[Salle des Arts Martiaux]... [Clôture de Bambou]—[Mur de Terre Noire]—[Mur de Fer]... [Pierre Monumentale]—[Tableau d'Affichage]—[Monument des Héros]... ... Alors que Xia Hong tue les bêtes et extermine les entités bizarres, rassemblant progressivement les humains, dissipant l'hiver et ouvrant le territoire, le voile mystérieux de ce monde se dévoile lentement dans son intégralité.

[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

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.

A sudden and unprecedented event occurred and took place on Earth. A fissure instantly appeared in the clear blue sky, revealing a void devoid of any light beyond, instantly covering the whole planet, leaving no Life, no Hell, and no Paradise behind... Hence the start of a new chaos and a great beginning of life devoid of any hope began. In this apocalypse and lawless world without any limits set upon its beings, a silent dark wisp took form. A wisp that was bound to become the Horror of All was born... "Wait… I’ve become a Ghost?!" _______________________________ Bonus Chapter; Power Stones, 200 PS = 1 Chapter 400 PS = 2 Chapters 600 PS = 3 Chapters ... Golden Ticket, 100 GT = 1 Chapter 200 GT = 2 Chapters 300 GT = 3 Chapters.

Standalone horror stories, approximately 500 to 1000 words per chapter, with each story fully independent of the others. If a character's name appears in multiple stories, it should not imply a connection between them unless explicitly noted otherwise.