AshPurgatory2025
Stories
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21.9 M
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Reading
76 d, 3 h
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Luo Haihua's message ended abruptly, aligning perfectly with the information provided by the text at the Residence in the east of town. From her answer to the first question, it was clear she was indeed a player; otherwise, she wouldn't have known the details of the Eerie Game like the back of her hand. There was also no issue with the timing of her entry into the instance. She had indeed entered with the three of them in the same batch and was likely not an NPC transformed from a…-
7.0 M • Ongoing
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"That's right." Qi Si nodded, the smile on his lips looking sinister under the lamplight. "Straw is highly flammable, and so are wooden buildings. All it takes is a spark and a strong wind to easily burn down the entire Yanghua Town. "General Meng truly practiced this once back then, and it proved effective. Why shouldn't we pay tribute to the style of our predecessors? The letters that seemed unrelated to the dungeon theme are giving us a very clear hint, aren't they? "If the…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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The sky over Yanghua Town was as pitch-black as the interior of a tomb; looking around, one couldn't even see the outlines of the Residences. Fortunately, most of the main roads in the town ran east-west. As long as they walked straight west, they wouldn't fail to find the place. Qi Si let Tang Yu step ahead of him while he carried the lantern and followed behind. The three players used the lantern's light to see the road, walking forward with their heads down in the…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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On the first day of the "Wraith" dungeon, in the Bamboo Forest shrouded by night, Qi Si opened his eyes. In the mirror-like surface that flashed before him, he saw his own reflection: a figure with long hair dressed in red, holding a lantern. Beneath his identity card in the upper right corner of his vision, a small card depicting a blood-clothed skeleton quietly solidified, embedded against a purple-black background, dark and eerie. 【Your Identity: Wraith】 【Identity…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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Master Meng lived in the very center of Yanghua Town, right where Lin Chen remembered seeing two identical buildings standing side by side. The two large mansions, with their black tiles, white walls, and vermilion gates, were closely connected and similar in design. Even the upturned eaves on the roofs and the peeling paint on the Jiaotu door knockers were identical, as if a giant mirror had been placed along their shared boundary, creating a perfect one-to-one…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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After Qi Si pried open the door on the second floor of the Residence, it was left ajar; one push and it swung wide. Tang Yu and Lin Chen stepped into Luo Haihua and her husband's room, and after reading the paper covered in writing on the bedside table, both looked grim. Qi Si stood by, unperturbed. ‘Tang Yu, Lin Ya, what did you figure out?' he asked, already knowing the answer. Tang Yu said, ‘According to this, the two old military…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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After Qi Si appeared in Lin Chen and Tang Yu's line of sight, a gap quietly appeared in the Bamboo Forest, where they couldn't find a way out before, just wide enough for two people to pass through. The path they had taken to arrive reappeared perfectly in front of Qi Si, with the other end leading directly to their feet, remotely connecting the players who had split into two groups. Scarecrows with human faces stood on either side of the path, like attendants…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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In a second-floor room of the eastern Residence, two different handwritings question and answer across the page, sketching a plot utterly unlike the one unfolding west of town. Luo Haihua and her husband saw a lantern topple on its own at night; ready to intervene, they learned from a clue-analyzing item that dying in a great fire wasn't an accidental death flag—it was the key to cracking the world-view. The item told them Yanghua Town had been razed by fire years ago and no…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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"Don't get too close." The scholar warned, yet his feet stayed rooted, not following the players. By Yanghua Town's rules, as a resident he had to keep out of sight while the bearers carried the dead beyond the town limits. Only players were allowed to follow the paper figures out for a look. Four paper figures on donkeys bore the Old Man's corpse, bobbing in unison like a boat on a choppy sea as they drifted down the street. Yanghua's roads ran mostly east–west; the…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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Each player carried a lantern and, led by the Scholar, walked out of the western Residence's grounds. “Pat, pat,” their footsteps tapped in rhythm as the dense wooden houses drifted away behind them. Great swaths of architectural shadow shrank like clouds scattered by wind; bright daylight poured overhead, turning the ground mirror-bright. Yanghua Town bustled by day: every wooden building lining the road housed shops—clothes, rouge, curios, pawnbrokers—an endless, dazzling…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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