The Legendary Traitor

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The whole town was in flames, with the houses burning and melting. The streets were vacant, with no human in sight. The nauseating, disgusting smell of burned and rotting flesh was everywhere.

A single player trembled in the dark side valley, his entire body soaking in the sweat of fear. The air was hot and unnaturally heavy, with an oppressive, evil aura everywhere.

He was in shock as the game changed from an RPG to a survival horror, where he was forced to hide just to live.

'I have even got a quest to survive!'

His entire body was translucent, with all his life signs suppressed to the bare minimum. He wasn't even breathing as he ran on the oxygen in his blood.

'It looks like my stealth build has paid off!'

It was like a nightmare. The whole town was overrun by demons in just a single hour. He saw the guards and players massacred by tall, winged demons of red fire, their flaming whips cutting through armors like a mower through the grass.