The Final Boss's Daughter

They dragged me into their nightmare, the fake princess and her court, and left me to be savaged by the wolves.
They thought I was just another victim.
What they didn't know is that in this kingdom of monsters, I am the true heir.
And when the monsters saw I had returned, my real family went wild.
The Scarlet Matron, her nurses uniform crisp and white: My sweet girl, who did this to you? Tell Auntie. Auntie will make it right.
The hulking Butcher, wiping his cleaver on his apron: Point them out. Uncle will make you a present of their limbs.
The little Ghost Child, her eyes wide and black: People are so scary, big sister. Should I turn them into dolls for you?
And then, the final boss, my father: Anyone who harmed my daughter not a single one leaves.
What can I say? Its good to be the favorite.
It feels exhilarating.

1

The floor was a slick paste of rotted meat.
The air, thick and metallic with the stench of blood.
Down the long, dark corridor, the only light came from the sickly green glow of the emergency lamps on the wall.
It was all so familiar. I looked away from the scene and focused on the woman standing before me.
The player chat flickering in the corner of my vision filled me in.
It was Serena, the familys golden girl, the one whod taken my place, who had dragged me into this hell.
She stood with her arms crossed, looking down at me as if from a great height.
Did you hear me, my dear sister? she said, her voice dripping with venom. If you want to live, you do exactly as I say from now on.
A few of her cronies chimed in.
This isnt a game, newbie. You screw up, you die.
Just listen to Serena. Shes your sister, after all. Well even try to look out for you.
Hey! Shes talking to you! What are you, deaf or just stupid? Answer her!
A hard shove sent me stumbling.
I fell to the floor, my hand instinctively going to my ankle. I forced my body to tremble.
Their laughter echoed in the corridor.
Youve got to be kidding me. Scared already? You havent seen anything yet.
How is this weakling supposed to do us any good?
Serena, maybe we should test her. If shes useless, we ditch her now. Better than having her drag us down later.
Serenas chin was high, her expression imperious. She pointed a perfectly manicured finger toward a heavy, locked door at the end of the hall. They have a point. This is for your own good, Alice. You have to prove youre worth keeping around. Now go. Open that door.
The chat feed exploded.
Newbies screwed. The Scarlet Matrons ward on the first run? Talk about bad luck.
Blame Serena. Thats a bitch move, sending a level-one player in first.
The Matron hates having her routine disturbed. That new girl is too pretty to die like this. Dont do it! The second you open that door, shell split you in two!
Go for it! I love watching the Matron work. A true artist.
Look at the newbie, shes shaking so hard she can barely stand.
...
Serena kicked my leg. Alice, get moving!
Still think youre Daddys little princess? In here, youre nothing!
The clue we need is in that room. Now open the goddamn door!
With all eyes on me, I slowly, deliberately, pushed myself to my feet. I kept my head down, letting the tremors run through me.
It wasnt fear.
It was a thrill, a tremor of homecoming.
I walked toward the door, which pulsed with a strange, crimson mist.
I raised my hand. And I knocked.
Auntie Rose? Its me. Im home.

2

The corridor fell deathly silent.
Serena and her crew tensed, weapons ready.
The chat feed went haywire.
LMAO! Did she just KNOCK? Is this newbie insane?!
Shame. Such a pretty face, about to be split in half.
She must have snapped from the fear. Poor thing.
Then, the red mist swirled and dissipated.
The office door creaked open just a crack. Two long, unnaturally pale hands shot out, yanking me inside with impossible speed.
The Scarlet Matrons mouth, painted a gruesome, bloody red, stretched into a horrifyingly wide grin.
A shriek tore through the air, a sound of pure, loving rage.
My sweet girl! What in the nine hells are you doing here?!
We sent you away! We got you out!
Dammit all! After all our work to get you to safety, who brought you back?!
She cradled my face in her cold hands. You just tell Auntie who it was. Ill carve them into eight perfect little pieces for you. A little welcome home snack.
The chat was a waterfall of question marks.
?
??
Wait, what is happening?!

3

It seemed even the all-knowing player base was in the dark. I wasn't just a player. I was a product of this place.
My father is the final boss of this entire twisted reality. It took him thousands of years to find a loophole in the games code, a glitch that allowed for my creation.
Serena thought she had pulled the real Alice Walker into the game.
But the real Alice was long dead. She had taken her own life months ago.
I was the entity that found her empty body, a perfect vessel.
Once I had settled in, my father and all my aunts and unclesthe monsters of this realmpooled their power to push me out, to give me a life in the world beyond the screen.
Id only had a few weeks of sun and quiet.
I never expected Serena, stewing in her hatred for the sister shed tormented, would use a high-level summoning card to drag me back.
All that effort, wasted.
Getting me out of here had been a massive undertaking, the collective hope of every creature in this dimension.
No wonder Auntie Rose was so furious.
Looking at her screaming face, I reached up and gently pushed her gaping mouth closed.
I can see your tonsils, Auntie Rose. Its hardly elegant.
Her lips snapped shut into a serene, if terrifying, smile. Through clenched teeth, she hissed, Explain. Now.
The chat was listening in.
What is going on?! Auntie Rose, youve changed! You werent like this on my playthrough!
Wheres your scythe? Why havent you killed her?!
My brain is broken. I have never, ever seen anything like this.
Is she using some kind of item? A Monster Affinity charm?
I wondered if any of the other players had an item that let them read private conversations. Best to be careful.
I just shook my head, keeping it vague.
See that girl out there with the short hair? She did it.
It was a nonsense sentence to the players, but Auntie Rose understood perfectly.
Her? Did she hurt you?
Her cold gaze flickered down to my ankle. Your foot is injured.
A roll of bandages and a vial of painkiller appeared in her hand. The bandages looked like theyd been soaked in old blood, but I knew it for what it was: a gesture of pure affection.
A noise came from the hallway. Serenas voice, faint but clear.
You go first. Ill cover you from behind.
Hurry up!
Auntie Rose gave me a look. A promise.
Dont you worry, sweet girl. Aunties got your back.
I gave her my sweetest smile. Thanks, Auntie Rose.

4

With that, Auntie Rose picked up her massive crimson scythe and glided gracefully toward the door.
She smoothed the front of her pristine white dress. The moment the door was pushed open and the first person stepped through, she swung the scythe in a high, elegant arc.
In a flash, the player was cleaved in two. Blood atomized, hanging in the air like a red fog before splattering the walls.
The two halves of the body slumped to the ground without a sound.
I recognized her. It was the girl whod called me deaf.
Now thats the Scarlet Matron I know and love!
Thats the stuff. One clean slice. So satisfying.
Damn, this newbie has nerves of steel. She didn't even flinch.
Oh, they broke the rules. The hunt is on!
A system notification popped up for all to see.
Game Rule: The office contains a clue to proceed. However, the Scarlet Matron despises uninvited guests. Forcing her door open will result in consequences.
The rule had been broken. Serenas team scattered, screaming.
Auntie Rose smiled back at me.
Time for work, sweet girl. You make yourself comfortable. Ill be back to check on you when Im done.
Okay!
I expertly wrapped my ankle.
Glancing at the jars on her desk filled with severed fingers and other grisly specimens, I flopped down on her surprisingly fragrant bed and opened a simple puzzle game on my phone.
The chat was just question marks again.
???
This can't be right.
From the frantic messages, I gathered that Serena and a few others had used a rare escape item to vanish just in the nick of time.
When Auntie Rose returned, the hem of her dress was soaked in fresh blood.
Even her pale, powdered cheeks were dotted with crimson specks.
I took care of them for you, my sweet girl. Though Im sorry to say the short-haired one got away
I cut her off. Its okay, Auntie Rose. It just means we get to play with her a little longer.
A slow smile spread across my face. I do so love playing the helpless little lamb.
After so much time trying to be a law-abiding citizen in the outside world, I could feel the dormant cruelty inside me starting to stir.
The chat feed froze for a few seconds.
Then, it completely lost its mind.
HOLY SHIT, PEOPLE! WEVE GOT AN INSIDE JOB!

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