Charles slumped on the living room couch in his baggy frog pajamas, bare feet tucked into bear slippers, munching on potato chips with his hair a disheveled mess. The AC in the corner blasted icy air relentlessly, as if determined to freeze its master to death.
On the coffee table before him sat a half-finished bottle of Pepsi. Across from it, an enormous LCD TV hung on the wall, playing the eight-hundredth rerun of Tom and Jerry.
It was deep into the night now—outside the window, no stars or moon shone, not a glimmer of light. Yet he hadn’t turned on any lamps, leaving the flickering TV as the sole illumination, basking in the quiet serenity of the evening.
Ah, summer break, parents away—what a glorious life this was!
Lost in thought, he shivered slightly from the cold and yanked the nearby blanket over himself. Then he frowned, suddenly puzzled. Why was he even watching this cartoon?
With that, he groped around the couch cushions until his fingers finally closed around the remote. He aimed it at the TV and clicked.
The LCD screen flickered—but instead of changing channels, it displayed an ancient courtyard with an old well at its center.
Then, a woman with jet-black long hair, clad in a bone-white kimono, slowly emerged from the well. A ghastly pale hand gripped the edge before she hauled half her body out—then, abruptly, she lunged forward, crawling on all fours with terrifying speed.
Charles stiffened on the couch.
Since when was The Ring playing on TV?!
Holy crap, childhood trauma!
Gotta change the channel, NOW!
His fingertip jammed the remote’s buttons repeatedly, but whether from dead batteries or something else, the massive screen remained frozen. Meanwhile, "Sadako" accelerated, reaching the TV’s edge in seconds—
—and then, her hand reached out of the screen.
Charles’ mind blanked.
No, it’s just a horror movie... right? Am I hallucinating?
But I haven’t even... indulged lately...
Before he could process further, the "Sadako" had already crawled halfway out of the TV, dropping onto the floor with a thud.
A jolt of terror shot through him.
I’m seeing a female ghost?!
No, this is the real world—ghosts don’t exist!
The "Sadako" let out a beast-like growl as her pristine white feet slid free from the TV, untouched by dirt. Then, limbs scuttling, she charged across the room—over the coffee table—straight at him!
Charles nearly pissed himself. He flung the potato chips aside and rolled off the couch—
He hit the marble floor hard, dazed. Meanwhile, "Sadako" plowed into the couch, her steel-knife nails shredding it like paper.
Gasping, Charles scrambled up, every inch of his body aching from the impact—but the pain sharpened his consciousness.
Holy hell, this ghost is REAL!
Without a second thought, he bolted barefoot for the front door—
The deadbolt jammed. No matter how hard he twisted, the reinforced steel door wouldn’t budge.
DAMN IT! The female ghost’s doing this!
Escape was hopeless. That left only one option: fight.
Teeth gritted, he whirled around just as "Sadako" lunged again. Instinctively, he raised his hand to cast Eldritch Blast—
—but no spell erupted. No magic circle flared.
No time to ponder. Sadako tackled him, slamming him onto the floor.
The back of his head cracked against marble, stars exploding in his vision. Gritting through the dizziness, he seized her wrists, sweat pouring as he strained to keep her razor nails from his throat—while his brain raced.
Why no magic? I’ve mastered this cantrip!
Does this ghost have an Antimagic Field or something?!
This is the real world. Magic doesn’t exist here. No Eldritch Blast, no Illusionist’s Bracers.
Those are just game mechanics. Virtual nonsense.
Sadako’s virtual too!
With a mental snap (Eldritch Mind triggering), clarity struck.
The hell kind of "real world" is this?! I transmigrated to another universe! Why am I back home watching TV, with Sadako crawling out of it?!
This is a dream. A nightmare. Someone’s hijacking my mind, dredging up my deepest fears!
Damn it, I’m a 4th-level spellcaster now, a master of countless spells. A Female Ghost like Sadako? I could blast her apart with a few Eldritch Blasts without breaking a sweat. Why panic?
And even if that fails, I still have my system. A Female Ghost ? Just purified her on the spot!
The moment this thought flashed through his mind, boundless courage surged within him. Even as those pitch-black, slender, razor-sharp nails hovered inches from his face, he felt no fear. Silently, he chanted:
A milky light flared, instantly packaging Sadako’s entire body.
Sadako let out a muffled groan of agony from her throat. A sudden gale howled through the sealed living room, making her kimono whip violently around her.
Her body twisted wildly—she was trying to break free. But now, the tables had turned. In one swift motion, Charles flipped her onto her back, pinning her against the cold floor!
And in that moment, with the Female Ghost trapped beneath him, he suddenly realized something strange.
This Sadako... is she really the same one from the original?
Look at that figure... She looks more like something from the 3D Zone!
He wasn’t sure. He’d only watched The Ring, that horror movie, once as a kid—and it scared him so badly he never dared revisit it.
Years had passed, and the original Sadako’s image had long faded from memory. Instead, countless "encounters" in the 3D Zone had reshaped her into an entirely new form in his mind.
The very form now pinned beneath him:
Those full, perky breasts. That slender, soft waist. Those plump, round hips—all accentuated by her skin-tight kimono, its curves so pronounced it might as well be sheer.
And those flawless, bare feet... they looked downright delicious.
Charles might not remember what the original Sadako looked like, but he was damn sure this much:
A Female Ghost from a live-action horror movie—one famed for its terror—would never have a body this lewd!
...Hiss. Then what the hell is this?!
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