[Horror movies + a small number of horror dramas + horror games] [Whole life] [Dead by Daylight] [A small number of SCPs] [Urban legends] [Complex ingredients]

Bai Ye, who traveled to Crystal Lake in North America with the containment system, discovered that something was wrong with this world.

Killers, clowns, witches, ogres, evil spirits, pseudo-humans, vampires, and even a cursed videotape that spread all over the world?

In order to make this damn world a better place, Bai Ye took in all kinds of terrifying characters one by one.

In the sewers, Jason slashes Pennywise with a knife.

Michael Myers executes Sadako on the spot after she curses the videotape.

The army of pseudo-humans led by the dream ghost king Freddy and the pseudo-angel Gabriel invaded Silent Hill.

Leatherface took out a chainsaw and chased the zombies with Art the Clown.

Jigsaw and Hannibal exchanged experiences, Chucky and his wife Bride of Colour kicked Annabell, the Nun and Kayako faced off in The Grudge, Pennywise's red balloon competed with a human head balloon, and Carrie and Mary Shaw faced off in the dead silence...

(The Four Greatest Killers in Film History, Carrie, IT, Man in the Mirror, The Mandela Chronicles, Freddy's, Saw, The Conjuring Universe, Silent Hill, The Cabin in the Woods, Japan-Korea Fear, etc.)

In my dream, I once transformed into a sailor to fight the wind and waves and face the evil god. I also explored urban legends as a detective and saved the world as an agent of a mysterious organization.

After waking up from the dream, I was an ordinary person, without the power to fight the wind and waves, the sharp intuition of a detective, and the various skills of an agent. As

a result, everything in the dream was actually true?

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In his ordinary life, Wu Shuang suddenly found that God had opened a door for him.

At first, he thought it was the door to change his destiny.

But when he opened it with joy, he found that there was a group of demons and monsters behind the door, and God not only kicked him in, but also sealed the door and set it on fire.

He was so unlucky that he walked into this crazy world with bare hands.

Enemy: I am a follower of the evil god, the high priest of the cult, and the person who brought salvation to the world. You are just a mortal, why do you fight me?

Wu Shuang: Because I have a brave heart, and... hang!

A strange app appeared on Lin Mo's phone.

The icon is a pure black square with only one line of cold text below it: [Game of the Dead].

Clicking on it will transport you to a series of terrifying instances transformed from reality, where you will struggle to survive in a dilapidated midnight train, an abandoned hospital teeming with vengeful spirits, and a mysterious town shrouded in perpetual fog.

If you don't click on it, you will be forever trapped in the gradually collapsing, ghostly "alienated reality," becoming prey for those things in the darkness.

Lin Mo had no other choice.

From the moment he first ran desperately through a train late at night in front of inhuman passengers, his life took a turn for the worse.

The mysterious items rewarded for clearing the level and the fragmented information unearthed from the dungeon are his only resources.

But his family, who are waiting for his return in the real world, is his last remaining obsession that prevents him from collapsing.

However, as the game progressed, he discovered that he was not the only "player".

Ancient organizations, hidden rules, and unpredictable human nature gradually come to light.

Behind this game where lives are at stake, there seems to be a massive conspiracy concerning the very origin of the world...

When reality becomes a prison, the otherworld becomes a hunting ground.

Do you dare to click "Start" and join this game of life and death, the "Game of the Dead"?

In the late autumn of 1900, the British writer Oscar Wilde passed away at the Hôtel d'Alsace in Paris. His close friend, Robert, handed the manuscript of his novel, The Picture of Dorian Gray, to a mysterious gentleman. Over a century later, a Chevrolet Impala galloped across the ancient lands of North America. A young man from London gazed up at the stars and began a long, endless hunt. Vampires, werewolves, alchemists, wizards—countless aliens and fallen creatures knelt before the black figure. Another late night, silver swords clashed with fangs, sparks flying. "Hello, my name is Dorian L. Gray, a hunter in the employ of the Conspirators." The young man smiled gleefully, decapitating the ugly head—and pulling out the arm that had pierced his heart. "As you can see, the only thing I have in common with my ancestors is this—we,...