Horror Game Developer: My games aren't that scary! Chapter 166: Multiplayer? [2]

"Mirror Voices?"

Reading the na of the reward and noting the color assigned to it, I could tell it was a software. But as I ntally ran through all the available programs in the shop, none of them matched the one I had just received — Mirror Voices.

In that case, this was a unique software.

One that wasn’t even available in the shop yet.

My heart raced at the thought as I quickly looked down, where a pop-up appeared.

[Congratulations! Your wheel has landed on a prize!]

[Would you like to collect it?]

▶[Yes] ▷[No]

"Yes!"

I didn’t even hesitate and pressed yes.

Imdiately, the screen flashed white as the wheel dissapeared and I was brought back to the main app where I opened the Ga Developing area.

It was right there that I saw a new software added, and I imdiately clicked on it to read its description.

The mont I did, my eyes widened.

"Holy... shit."

This was massive.

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[Mirror Voices]

Type/Software

A software that is capable of recording and mimicking the voices of anyone who is playing the ga. For the software to function, the microphone must be switched on. Software can be applied to the ga ’actors’.

: Non-consumable.

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Just one look was enough to make my heart race. All sorts of possibilities crossed my mind as I re-read the description of the software.

"This... I can definitely make this work for the ga I just developed."

It wasn’t like I hadn’t thought of adding this feature to the ga, but actually programming sothing like this was simply too difficult without a team. Not only that, but it wasn’t like it would be of much use anyway.

’So what if I can make it so that the ’Twisted Man’ can mimic the voice of the person playing the ga? That would only just creep them out a little. However, it wouldn’t be enough to trick them into looking at the Twisted Man.’

This was fundantally why I gave up on the idea.

However, now that the software presented itself before , my mind couldn’t help but churn at all the possibilities that had opened up for .

But still, there was a fundantal problem that I had to address.

How exactly could I trick a player with their own voice?

"If I get the ’Twisted Man’ to copy their voice, would it make them turn?"

No, it wouldn’t.

At the very least, I wouldn’t turn. I wasn’t that stupid.

Then...

How exactly could I trick the player to turn?

"What if I alter their voice? Hmm, that would make them not turn even more. I already got the Twisted Man to copy the old woman’s voice. I also already got it to copy the sound of objects. From creaking to other things. What else...? What else..."

My brows furrowed as I mulled over the situation, but then I abruptly lifted my head, attracted by the muffled sound of footsteps echoing from outside.

"Hm?"

Then—

To Tok—!

I heard a sudden knock on the door, and I blinked my eyes.

"Who?"

"...It’s ."

The voice sounded rather tired, but it was without a doubt Kyle’s. Tilting my head, I was just about to reply when the knob turned and he opened the door.

"I’m coming i—Eukh!"

Just a few steps into the office, Kyle’s face turned ghostly pale. His hands shot up to his neck, as if an invisible force were strangling him.

With bloodshot eyes, he looked at , his eyes filled with both shock and disgust.

I rely nodded once I felt his gaze.

’Yeah, looks about right.’

The room had no windows or ventilation. Plus, with having stayed and slept in this place for the past couple of weeks, I didn’t doubt that this place slled terrible.

"Take it as a lesson to never enter my office without getting permission from ."

I did try to warn him before coming in. It was just a pity that he entered before I could say so.

"Kek."

Oh, shit.

Looking up, I covered my mouth.

I slipped up without noticing.

"Hurk."

Glaring at , Kyle let out a small grunt before stepping out of the room to take several deep breaths and entering again, his hand against his nose as he opened his mouth to speak.

"Bastard, what have you done to this place? This is a cri!"

His voice sounded rather funny.

I shrugged.

"Like I said, ask before entering."

"That doesn’t change anything! What have you done to this place? Did you kill a person? It slls like soone left a body to rot in this place."

"You sound like soone who has sll—"

"Yes, I have. Multiple tis at that."

"...Oh."

Right.

This job...

"It’s not my fault this place has no windows and ventilation."

"I..."

Holding himself back, Kyle brought his face outside of the office again to take a deep breath before bringing his head back in. In the end, looking at , he just shook his head.

"Whatever, this is not the reason why I’m here."

He looked behind him.

"I’m here to talk about sothing else. It involves you to so extent."

"?"

Why would I be involved?

I had stayed relatively low-key recently. I didn’t think I offended anyone, and the Section Chief also appeared rather busy lately.

So what could it be?

"It involves your most recent ga."

"My most recent ga?"

The hell? While I did tell him about my ga, I didn’t show it to him, or anyone in fact. The only one who had it was Jamie.

’Could it be that Jamie gave the ga to Zoey?’

No, that wouldn’t make sense. Zoey didn’t strike as a person who would be interested in that stuff.

Then...?

"Rember when Rowan started screaming and that stuff? Sothing about it being due to your ga. A small conflict occurred between them and Rowan, and well... it ended up being so sort of bet, with Rowan saying that they’d be scared."

"Huh?"

Oh, wait!

It was there that I recalled.

Indeed, Rowan played the ga. The others had also seen it.

Right... Right...

That did happen.

"Don’t worry about it. They didn’t take the bet. They didn’t look that interested in it."

"Wait, they didn’t?"

"Nope."

Kyle shook his head.

"Like I said, they weren’t interested. In the end, the situation ended there."

"...Oh."

For so reason, I felt rather disappointed hearing that. With Jamie not replying to , I was dying to know how good the ga was. It worked on Rowan, but would it work on people who were even stronger than him?

I was really dying to know.

’Damn it! It would’ve been a great opportunity!’

I really felt like pulling my hair out at the mont. But with that being said... If the bet didn’t go through, why was he telling this?

As if reading my thoughts, Kyle brought his head out and back in before replying.

"I just wanted to ntion it since you might get asked about your ga later. I don’t know if it’ll happen, but Rowan’s reaction did make a few people curious."

"...I see."

Well, that’s good.

I suppose all the ti I spent helping Rowan ended up paying off after all.

Wait.

My eyes sharpened as I looked at Kyle.

Could it be...?

"You want to try the ga too?"

"Well..."

Kyle scratched the side of his cheek, his eyes looking down. Seeing his reaction, I suddenly smiled and stood up, pointing at my seat.

"Please. The two of us are like brothers, Kyle. If you want to play the ga, just tell ... kuk."

Oh, no.

I had to hold it in.

Licking my lips, I looked at the laptop and was just about to boot up the ga when Kyle’s voice echoed.

"Wait, wait."

"What...?"

Was he having second thoughts?

No, I couldn—

"About where we can play the ga. Can we do it outside? This place is a bit...."

I paused, blinking before pursing my lips.

"Right, of course."