Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 414: Premature love?
"The future I'm looking for?"

The sound of moving clock hands came from everywhere, and Gao Ming seemed to sink into the long river of time. The past was constantly repeating, and the future was being reshaped again and again. Behind each clock on the wall seemed to be hidden a different ending.

"The God of the Future has hidden all the futures it has collected in this room." Whenever the woman spoke, a sound similar to cloth being torn could be heard from her body, and her perfect appearance gradually began to distort: ​​"The God died in the shadow world a long time ago. Its statue frantically collected various futures, just to find a future in which it was not completely destroyed. However, as long as the fate still exists, it is destined to not be resurrected in the future, so it needs to find a future in which the fate is killed. Coincidentally, it discovered this possibility in one of your futures."

"Xuan Wen" told Gao Ming what he knew. After saying these taboo words, the power given to him by the future god gradually turned into a curse.

Gao Ming frowned as he glanced at the clock on the wall. The Future God had focused almost all of his energy on him. Not only had he blinded all of his perceptions, he had also used his parents to pass on the curse of the entire building to harm him.

At this moment, he could feel a faint calling, but due to the full obstruction of the God of the Future, he had no way of determining which clock it was.

"What will happen if I take the wrong step?" Gao Ming needs to find the only answer among countless choices.

“You may be trapped in there for a while, or you may be assimilated by that future and become…” The woman did not continue speaking. The consequence of choosing failure would be to become like her, an accomplice and toy of the future god.

A big crack appeared on the skin on her back, and "Xuan Wen"'s skin looked like a tattered piece of clothing. She could no longer maintain her appearance and would reveal her ugliest and truest side in front of Gao Ming.

Curling up backwards, "Xuan Wen" was a little afraid that Gao Ming would see her current appearance. She wanted to speak to stop Gao Ming from looking back, but she soon found that her voice had also changed. It was no longer as gentle and pleasant as Xuan Wen's, but turned into a hoarse ghost roar.

Gao Ming tacitly did not turn back to look at Xuan Wen. He placed his hand on his chest. After integrating all the dead selves in the past, his will was not much different from that of the deceased gods.

There were footsteps in the corridor outside the room, and not long after, the door of the hidden room was suddenly knocked!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Excuse me, is Gao Ming at home? We are his parents. The child has not returned home yet and we can't get through to him on the phone. We are very worried about him!"

"Oh no!" The woman held her body against the door, her pupils trembling with fear.

"Open the door, open the door! My child is missing! Is he in the house?"

"Gao Ming! Gao Ming, are you in there?!"

"Open the door! Open the door!"

The door of the hidden room was shaking, and the skin of the woman who looked like Xuan Wen had slipped off, and her ugly body was pressed tightly against the door.

Hearing the voice behind him, Gao Ming was about to turn his head, but the woman yelled at him: "Don't come over! Go find your future!"

This voice had nothing to do with Xuan Wen. It sounded unpleasant and creepy, but Gao Ming didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

In fact, he had known for a long time that the woman was not Xuan Wen, but he just didn't say it out loud.

"I saw a photo of you and your parents in your bedroom. If I succeed in killing the God of the Future, I will definitely reunite you." No longer pretending to be in love, Gao Ming walked deeper into the house.

Normally, it would be impossible for him to find the "answer" under the full interference of the Future God, but something unexpected happened in a certain clock. Gao Ming felt a familiar breath penetrated the layers of seals and was getting closer and closer to him. Stopping, Gao Ming looked at the inconspicuous clock in the corner: "There is only one chance to choose, is it this one?"

The knocking sounds from dad and mom outside the door became more and more terrifying. "Xuan Wen" could hardly hold on any longer. She might be torn to pieces by her angry dad and mom next.

With his eyes narrowed, Gao Ming made a choice. He did not abandon "Xuan Wen". He turned around and grabbed "Xuan Wen" who had become extremely ugly and terrifying. He dragged her and rushed towards the clock in the corner together.

The moment the two left, the door was smashed open by "Dad" and "Mom", and countless relatives with curses on their bodies rushed into the house, but Gao Ming and "Xuan Wen" were nowhere to be seen.

Opening her eyes again, "Xuan Wen" looked down at her wrist in disbelief. The slender ghost hand covered with bruises and curses was tightly grasped by Gao Ming.

She has now taken off Xuan Wen's skin and turned into her true self, but Gao Ming doesn't care at all and remains the same as before.

"Are you blind?" The woman already had the answer in her heart. Gao Ming had seen through everything a long time ago, but what she really didn't expect was that Gao Ming would actually save her at the last moment and bring her into his future.

Compared to the woman's fluctuating emotions, Gao Ming's expression was somewhat complicated. He was familiar with everything here. This was where he used to rent.

He seemed to have returned to the rainy night of the Ghost Festival. This was his future and where everything began.

"My life is a repetitive cycle of death. The end of the future is also the beginning of the future."

Walking in the familiar corridor, Gao Ming didn't even need to deliberately identify the road, his body was already unconsciously moving towards home.

"The voice calling me is getting closer and closer. It seems to be crossing the city and the night, rushing towards me..."

Stopping at the door of his house, Gao Ming looked at the door lock that was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar. He reached into his pocket out of habit, but the house key was long gone.

There was a faint sound coming from inside the house, and Gao Ming's gaze slowly changed. He slowly raised his hand and gently knocked on the door a few times.

Without saying anything or making any other reaction, Gao Ming just stared at the door nervously, his ears carefully catching every sound from inside.

There were chaotic footsteps in the house, as well as the sounds of running and dragging heavy objects.

About a minute later, the door opened.

The dim and warm light in the cabin shone through the crack in the door and onto Gao Ming. He stared blankly at the middle-aged couple living in his future home.

"Why are you back so late? Your mother has already reheated the food several times. Hurry up and wash your hands and eat." The middle-aged man's words seemed to have been rehearsed many times and were very fluent.

He asked Gao Ming to wash his hands, but the next moment, he saw the tall, ugly and terrifying female ghost following Gao Ming.

(End of this chapter)