The Unruly​

Summary

I’m an NPC in a horror game.

Beautiful but tragically weak, my only role is to serve as window dressing. So when a new batch of players arrived, I was eagerly waiting for them to be slaughtered by the ghouls.

But then, a message scrolled across my vision.

[Still smiling, you clueless cutie? These three players are absolute monsters. They wreck instances for a living and love to break sweet little NPCs like you. Hehe... They’re especially fond of a good sandwich.]

A jolt of shock went through me. Only then did I register the three pairs of predatory, almost sick, gazes fixed on me.