Mr_PrttyHndsm
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Whispers of a cursed university have haunted the nearby village for decades-stories of people who entered and never came back, of laughter echoing from hollow dormitories, of blood-soaked hallways that rearrange themselves.
A group of curious young people dares to seek the truth. What they find is not an abandoned campus, but a living system-twisted and alive with rules, hierarchy, and violence masked by uniforms and tradition. Students walk freely during the day, but when the clock strikes eight, the Haunting Hour begins.
And no one is safe.
Bryce Ghaviell Rheinlander didn't want to come. He was the last to agree, the hardest to convince. But some say fate doesn't ask for volunteers-it drags the right person in.
Now, as strange symbols appear, memories begin to blur, and classmates start to vanish, all eyes quietly shift to Bryce.
Not because he's brave. But because the university... seems to remember him.
Once you enter, you're already part of the lesson. There's only one rule: stay... or die.
The gates don't lock behind you. They swallow you whole.
Hallways twist. Time bends. And something watches from the walls-waiting for them to break, one by one. Because the university doesn't need students. It needs sacrifices.
Welcome to Jigokuraku University.
Where graduation is a myth... and the tuition is your soul.