Before the Sunrise Reminds Me Who I Was Supposed to Become by Telion Marex Arlwin 1 Summary
The story begins with a group of players trapped in a terrifying game world inside an SSS-level dungeon called “Wish.” They are confronted by a mysterious figure shrouded in black mist, whose presence feels deeply unsettling. One of the players, a man with dyed yellow hair, angrily challenges the figure, only to have his hand pass through him like a ghost. Suddenly, the player panics and tries to escape but is violently killed, causing shock and fear among the remaining survivors.
A cold, mechanical voice announces the death count and encourages the players to continue, revealing that the dungeon’s boss forces each player to “wish” for their cause of death, which is then granted in a twisted and horrifying way. The players learn that the dungeon has a zero percent clear rate and that survival depends on finding the one correct wish. The group is left frozen in fear after witnessing the gruesome death of their teammate, unsure of what to do next.
As tension builds, the boss threatens to choose a death wish for the players if they do not act. A middle-aged man bravely steps forward and declares his wish to die peacefully of old age, without sickness or pain. This sparks hope among the group, and others begin to voice the same wish. The boss acknowledges their wishes with cold acceptance, and a wave of relief washes over the players, who start to feel confident that they might survive the dungeon.
The chapter ends on a cautiously optimistic note, with the players sharing nervous laughter and lighthearted conversation, believing that their collective wish might protect them from the deadly fate the dungeon has in store.
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[Welcome to the SSS-level dungeon: “Wish.”]
[Please select your cause of death.]
The moment I found myself dropped into this terrifying game world and reunited with my teammates, an unfamiliar figure materialized before us.
A thick, swirling black mist wrapped tightly around his head, obscuring his face completely. His entire aura felt deeply unsettling—like something was fundamentally wrong.
“Damn it!” the guy with the dyed yellow hair spat angrily.
“What kind of sick joke is this supposed to be? You really think some cheap visual effects are going to scare me? Nice try!”
Since the game began, he had been cursing nonstop. No matter how much the experienced players in our group tried to calm him down and explain the situation, he remained convinced that we were all victims of some elaborate prank.
Now, burning with rage, he stormed forward and shoved the strange man.
“I’m warning you! Let me out of here, or I swear—Wait, what the hell?!”
His hand passed straight through the man’s body as if he were a ghost.
He staggered backward, eyes wide with shock, staring at his hand in disbelief—only to watch it dissolve into a swirling red mist right before his gaze.
“W-what’s going on?”
“Help me! Somebody, please help!” he screamed, crawling desperately toward us, panic overtaking him. But in mere seconds, his body exploded violently, blood and flesh splattering across the cold floor.
A cold, mechanical voice echoed through the air, emotionless and detached:
[Death count: 1]
[Current survivors: 7]
[Keep up the good work, players!]
The strange man didn’t move an inch. His voice remained flat and unchanging as he repeated:
“Welcome to the SSS-level dungeon: ‘Wish.’
Please select your cause of death.”
Everyone was frozen, utterly stunned and unsure of what to do next. Then, suddenly, glowing text appeared, scrolling across the air like a livestream chat overlay.
[Damn, these players are seriously unlucky. “Wish” has a zero percent clear rate—hardest dungeon ever recorded.]
[The boss grants each player’s wish… but always in the most horrifying, twisted way possible.]
[As soon as players enter, they face the final boss. It forces everyone to “wish” for the way they’ll die, then “mercifully” makes that wish come true.]
[To survive, you have to find the one correct wish.]
[Even top-tier players have failed this one. These newbies don’t look like much—how long do you think they’ll last?]
After witnessing the yellow-haired guy’s gruesome demise right before our eyes, none of us dared to make a move.
The silence stretched endlessly, thick and suffocating.
At last, the boss’s patience snapped.
Its cold, distorted voice reverberated through the shadowed chamber.
“Since none of you have made a wish,” it said flatly, “I will choose one for you.”
From the black mist behind it, a massive scythe materialized, gleaming ominously.
“Wait! Wait!” a voice suddenly shouted.
A middle-aged man stepped forward, his voice shaking but determined.
“I—I have a wish! I know how I want to die!”
All eyes turned toward him.
He swallowed hard, then spoke carefully, “I choose to die peacefully of old age, with no sickness, no pain.”
The moment his words hung in the air, a spark of hope ignited among us.
Someone gave him an approving thumbs-up. “Smart move, man.”
The boss lowered its scythe slightly.
“As you wish.”
The middle-aged man exhaled deeply, a relieved smile spreading across his face.
One by one, others began to voice their wishes.
“Same here! I want to die peacefully of old age, too!”
The boss’s voice remained cold and emotionless.
“As you wish.”
A wave of relief washed over the group. People began to laugh nervously and exchange lighthearted chatter.
“Good thing Pete thought of that! What a lifesaver.”
“Yeah, the boss can’t touch us now. Looks like we’ve already won!”
Conclusion
In the midst of overwhelming fear and uncertainty, the group’s collective courage began to flicker like a fragile flame against the darkness of the SSS-level dungeon. The terrifying presence of the boss and the gruesome fate of the yellow-haired man served as a harsh reminder of the stakes they faced, yet it was the middle-aged man’s calm resolve that sparked a glimmer of hope. His wish for a peaceful death, free from pain and suffering, resonated deeply with the others, uniting them in a shared desire for survival and a future beyond the dungeon’s cruel grasp.
Though the oppressive silence had once threatened to consume them, the cautious optimism that now filled the air was a testament to their resilience and the power of hope in the face of despair. As nervous laughter and tentative conversations began to break the tension, it was clear that, despite the horrors they had witnessed, the players were not ready to surrender. Their unity and determination to outwit the merciless game hinted at a strength that might yet carry them through the darkness before the sunrise.
What to Expect in Next Chapter?
As the group tentatively embraces a fragile hope, the next chapter promises to delve deeper into the eerie mechanics of the “Wish” dungeon and the chilling consequences of their choices. Tensions simmer beneath the surface, as the players’ relief may be more precarious than it seems. The unsettling presence of the faceless figure and the ominous scythe still loom, hinting that survival will demand more than clever wishes—it will test their resolve and unity.
Emotions are bound to intensify as each character grapples with fear, hope, and the unknown. Will their seemingly safe choices truly shield them from the dungeon’s twisted fate, or is there a darker twist waiting to unravel their fragile peace? The next chapter will explore these fragile dynamics, raising the stakes and forcing the players to confront not only the dungeon’s deadly rules but also the shadows within themselves.
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
