Horror / Action / Romance / Comedy / Mystery · Ongoing
I'm an author who writes books about ghost stories, horror, and cosmology—anything related to fear. If someone asked me what I loved the most, I'd say ghost stories, horror stories, and creepypastas. However, at the same time, they terrify me. They terrify me so much that, for some reason, I love them. Yes, I'm one of those freaks people point at and kids say, “Mom, that man is mentally ill.” But my diss as a horror author is about to end because of my illness that's killing me... Or so I thought. “I'm dying from an unknown disease. I think I only have a few hours left.” 「I see. If you didn't have that disease, you would have kept writing.」 「Then let's make a deal. Write a book where you're the protagonist. In return, I'll give you the cure to your disease so you can keep writing while I keep reading. Sounds fair, doesn't it? Do you accept?」 “Yes, I accept. I'll do whatever it takes to cure myself.” 「Very well. Then I'll see you soon.」 And from that moment on, I had been dragged into a Ghost Story.
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