Her fifth daughter died, so she deleted his bloodline. novel Chapter 107

Chapter 2

The room selection phase began under a cloud of dread.

Scarlett warned us that while this S-Rank dungeon remained uncleared, the corpses of previous players had left behind clues.

The building stood thirty stories tall, with a single apartment on each floor.

The rules were strict: only one player per floor.

Blissful Manor was essentially a twisted role-playing game designed to break us.

Monsters occupied every unit, waiting to mimic our family members in a sick parody of

domestic life.

We had to survive seven days of close quarters with these monsters.

There was no way to keep our Sanity Level from plummeting under that kind of psychological torture.

Justin did not let her finish.

He grabbed Scarlett’s arm and snatched the keys for the first and second floors.

Seeing the veterans’ strategy, the other players panicked.

Everyone scrambled to grab the lower floors, terrified of the difficulty scaling.

My terrible eyesight made me slow and clumsy in the chaos.

By the time I made it to the front, the only key left was for the penthouse on the

thirtieth floor.

Since I couldn’t see the screens, I missed the chat feed exploding with insults.

[This newbie is toast. Everyone knows the difficulty scales with the floor number.]

The text blurred as the audience anticipated a slaughter.

[Floor thirty is the suicide suite. That’s where the Final Boss waits to butcher people.]

Chapter 2

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I stepped onto the thirtieth floor, squinting through the gloom.

It didn’t look much different from the real world, aside from the metallic scent of blood

and the biting cold.

Sure, the walls were a blurry shade of crimson and the lights were dim, but this place was magnificent.

This was a luxury penthouse, complete with the loving family I had always dreamed of.

You have to understand: back in reality, I was legally blind and completely alone.

I was a broke nobody with zero prospects. But here? I had everything.

I marched right up to the heavy door without hesitating.

I banged my fist against the wood and hollered at the top of my lungs.

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