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Mythos Of Narcissus: Reborn As An NPC In A Horror VRMMO

Lothair is a serial killer who detest imperfection on human’s facial features, which resulted in him having a compulsory behavior of wanting to strip people’s faces. After he dies, he finds himself as Narcissus, a beautiful and adorable female NPC inside a state-of-the-art VRMMO world of the latest craze called Fallen Carcosa Online. But despite being a fantasy-filled game, the world feels strangely realistic. Too realistic, even. Game-like systems and magic exist but so do plagues, politics, economy, and the horror hidden in plain sight. When pried open, an actual human-like anatomy can be seen beyond the skin of the NPC’s face—with little to no censor. Everything feels too immersive. Except Narcissus, Lothair’s new identity. When Narcissus tried to scrape off the face of her new adorable body, she found an abyssal void with little to no end. This story marks the birth for the King in Yellow. - Warning, this story contain: Male-to-Female Genderbend, GL/Yuri, Occasional Futa MC, Yanderes, Harem, Self-Cest. - Follow the creative and attentive Narcissus, a nuanced former serial-killer who will gradually becomes stronger, experienced, maddening, horrifying, but also mature, wise, conflicted, and complex—in this near-endless journey. Where souls unsung and tears unshed. In the land of Lost Carcosa.

Shin_Ou · Horreur
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Clay For The Clay Pot

The Withering Sentinel's description suggested that I could ask for its help or protection in some enigmatic way, but doing so would definitely activate the towering menace from its withering slumber.

"I only realized this as of late, Narcy," Verina started.

"Hmm? What's up?"

"You're scared of ghosts, are you?"

"How preposterous of you to assume so."

"You looked more terrified of the Faceless Gaze than I expected, out of all the Calamity Objects we faced."

"That is a fair assessment. Not a correct one, however."

"I find the concept funny, considering that a fairy is somewhat of a nature spirit. In a way, you're a physical manifestation of a ghost, who is afraid of ghosts."

"That is, an interesting train of thought…" I snickered. "Even though it is completely wrong."

The next hour was also filled with peace from the Ordeal's side.