Blurb：
In the horror game "Descent," I'm the little boss of Mistvale, the easiest beginner village instance. Players never bother me—until newbies smash my altar and hang me up. When I return half-dead, my family snaps into action. My brother grabs butcher knives, my sister polishes her gun, and Grandpa, the village chief, smiles ominously. That night, SSS-level bosses awaken: The Bone Collector, Thirty-Three Heavens, and more unleash hell-level instances with near-zero survival rates. Players scream, "Who pissed her off?" By morning, the fog clears, and I head to the shrine with my sister's backpack, packed with goodies like BBQ ribs and fish stew. But today's players, led by a skeptical Finn, hesitate outside, suspecting a trap. I just want to hand over the Key and go fly kites—if only they'd step inside!
Content：
I am the little boss of the beginner village in a horror game world.Because I'm too useless, players never give me a hard time.
Until one day,
a group of new players smashed my altar and hung me on a rooftop.
When I stumbled back home, battered and bruised, having lost half my life—
my older brother silently drew two butcher knives.
My sister polished her gun until it gleamed.
The aunt next door calmly put on her gloves.
Grandpa, the village chief, smiled gently and told me to go to bed early tonight.
That very night, the system alerts went crazy, blasting nonstop:
[Warning! SSS-level boss has come online. The Bone Collector instance has opened.]
[Warning! SSS-level boss has come online. The Thirty-Three Heavens instance has opened.]
[Warning! SSS-level boss has come online…]
Overnight, every player was forcibly dragged into hell-level instance with a near-zero survival rate.
Only then did they start to question, "Who pissed her off???"
By the morning, the fog had completely lifted.
It was a surprisingly beautiful day.
I got up extra early, packed the little backpack my sister prepared for me, and happily headed to the village’s shrine to wait for the newly arrived players.
The village I live in, Mistvale, is the lowest-difficulty instance in the horror game called "Descent."
Because I had never ever scared or harmed people before.
Other instance bosses often mock me as a worthless good-for-nothing, and there have even been plans to kick me out of the boss alliance.
But I don’t care at all!
After all—
having a warm biscuit in hand is better than anything else!
I settled onto the altar, unpacked my backpack, and took out the pancake my sister made, the BBQ ribs my brother cooked, the fish stew Grandpa caught and prepared, and the little floral handkerchief the neighbor aunt sewed.
I laid everything out, rubbed my hands together, and was just about to start my hearty breakfast.
Then, faint footsteps came from the end of the path.
Today’s players had arrived unusually early.
I sighed.
But then it occurred to me that this meant I could head home earlier, and maybe even have time to fly kites with my brother and sister on this precious sunny day.
I immediately perked up.
Yay! Let’s get the players their taskes out quickly, so we can go play!
I swiftly cleared the table just as the footsteps stopped right outside the door.
The leader was a guy whose voice sounded lazy and young:
"The boss is in here?"
Of course!
The aroma of the BBQ ribs wafted right up my nose.
I swallowed hard, staring eagerly at the door.
Come on in!
The moment you step inside, I’ll hand over the key to leave!
But the people outside weren’t in any hurry to enter.
Instead, they knocked on the wooden door, as if testing something.
I was anxious but didn’t dare make a sound.
"Finn, what are we waiting for?"
The player called "Finn" didn’t answer.
Another impatient female voice cut in:
"What’s the rush? Are you worried that me and Finn would harm you? Remember who saved you all during the ghost attack last night from this boss!"
?
maybe I was hearing things.
Last night, I clearly didn’t lay a finger on any of them!
Wait!
I’ve never attacked anyone at night, have I?
My brother used to scare me with ghost stories when I was little, so I always hide under the covers as soon as it gets dark.
Blanket over my head, eyes shut tight.
My sister turns off the light, and I sleep soundly till morning.
I wouldn’t have the guts to attack humans in the middle of the night!
Oh well, it’s a huge misunderstanding!
All I wanted was to hand over the mission item: “Key” ,as soon as possible!
Hurry up and come in!
Amid my silent urging, Finn finally moved.
He knocked on the wooden plank and said coldly:
" I’ve played dozens of instances, big and small, and I’ve never seen a boss bold enough to blatantly write their hiding spot on the wall. This has to be a trap."
As soon as he finished, the players outside took a step back.
A girl asked timidly:
"Finn, should… should we still go in?"
I was racking my brain trying to figure out how to prove my innocence when Finn said firmly:
"Of course we’re going in."
"We need to teach her a lesson so she knows not to mess with Finn!"
The shrine’s door was violently kicked open.
I trembled, instinctively trying to hide, but a dagger flew toward me, grazing my cheek and pinning me to the half-height altar with a "thud."
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