—What’s going on here? Why is it so loud outside? —I’ll kill whoever did it. Wherever you are, I’ll find you and I will kill you!! —Someone hold her back! Stop this farce at once! "It sure is lively today at the Guild." I mumbled while looking through my laptop and checking all the bug reports for my most recent game. "I wonder what could be causing such chaos..." I whistled while squinting my eyes. Crunch! Crunch! Crunch! Across the desk, a loud crunch echoed through the room. I looked up to see Mirelle stuffing chips into her mouth frantically, like she expected someone to snatch them away at any moment. The speed hurried the moment our eyes met. I gave up and turned my attention back to my laptop. That greedy little fu-kid. ’Next time I feed her, I’ll just make sure to give her small packets.’ Though she was a ghost, she was still a little girl. I couldn’t have her develop such bad habits. Well, whatever the case was, it was time for me to focus on the game. I checked the analytics. I silently whistled while staring at the numbers displayed by the Dock analytics page. Though the sales seemed to have slowed down just a little bit, the number of sales was still incredibly high, and so was the total income earned. ’It’s a bit of a pity that Dock takes a cut, but I can’t really complain considering that I’m still making so much money.’ Dock took a rather large cut from the sales of the game. As far as I remember, it was around twenty to thirty percent. It kind of sucked to think about considering how I had done all the work, but then again, they were the ones to provide me with the platform to sell the game. There was no use complaining. "It sucks that I can’t collect my payment already..." It was depressing to see so much money that I couldn’t touch. It was then that I suddenly recalled something. "Wait, does this include taxes or not?" I covered my face with both hands as I slumped my head onto the table. I had completely forgotten to factor in taxes. The thought made my heart sink. If the taxes in this world were the same, then I could kiss half of my paycheck goodbye. "No, I need to talk to Kyle about this." Surely the tax law in this world was different, right? Be it this world or my other world. Taxes really annoyed me. A sudden notification yanked me out of my thoughts. Blinking, I pulled out my phone to check it, only for my expression to shift instantly. The screen was flooded with alerts; the number of notifications was beyond what I could count. Clicking on the notification, I was pulled into a familiar page. [Horror Game Developer - Seth Thorne] Posts: 0  Followers: 17,457  Following: 0 It all clicked when I saw the number of followers, as well as the numerous DM’s I was receiving. ’It looks like Jamie has promoted my account.’ I clicked on the first DM to see what they were messaging me about. In a way, I was kind of excited. These guys were in some ways my fans. It always felt nice to see what my fans thought about the game. [Fuck you cunt! Motherfuck! I hope you die in a ditch for creating that shitty game! Rot in hell, bastard!] I pursed my lips and switched to another DM. [Rotten piece of shit! I got kicked out of my house because of you. I hope that you get kicked out of yours!] [I got the police called because of you! Die!] Why did this feel so damn good? Seeing the flood of people cursing my name, I couldn’t help but burst into laughter. Their comments, full of frustration, disbelief, even hatred, only confirmed how deeply my game had gotten under their skin. And somehow, that stirred a strange, unshakable joy in me. One I couldn’t quite explain. It had been such a long time since I had felt so alive. I really wanted to create another game. If this was the effect a one-star game had... What kind of effect would a two-star game have? "Ahh... I really want to create one." It was such a pity that I wasn’t yet capable of creating one. ’If I combine my most recent experience, coupled with the recording, I might be able to replicate another game similar to ’A regular day in the office’, but that won’t push me to the two-star rating. At best, it will push me to a one point five. In order to reach the two-star rating, I’ll need something else...’ What exactly could I do? I sat in a daze while scrolling through the comments and thinking about the potential development of a new game. I was so lost in thought that I didn’t even notice the notification that flashed across my vision. It was only after a few seconds that I noticed it as I abruptly lifted my head. [Reward calculation complete!] [We will now be assigning you the rewards for completing the scenario!] I blinked my eyes slowly before they suddenly widened. It was then that I recalled the fact that I had yet to receive my rewards for the recent scenario. ’I thought the reward was the app update, but that wasn’t the case at all!’ [Reward 1 : 10 Fragments] You may select any type of attribute fragment. Purity will be random! [Reward 2 : Purity Enhancer] Place a fragment into the Enhancer, and watch its purity rise! But beware, there’s risk in every refinement. The fragment might crack... or worse, its purity could drop. Choose your gamble wisely! I could hardly believe my eyes while staring at the rewards before me. Ten fragments...? And I could even choose their attribute? My heart suddenly sped up as I thought about the Nightwalker. If I were to choose nine conceptualization fragments and feed them to the Nightwalker, would it evolve? I had a hard time containing my excitement as I almost instinctively went ahead and chose the conceptualization fragment. However, I quickly calmed down and took a deep breath. There was no need to rush. I checked the other reward. I was still unsure of what this purity thing was. However, this did seem like a good thing. ’I should ask Kyle before finally deciding.’ As such, without rushing things, I made up my mind and moved out of the office. However, right as I opened the door, a pair of dimples greeted my sight. What’s this guy doing in front of my office?