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Ayanokoji Kiyotaka is thrown into the Backrooms, a vast and hostile place that defies reality. Cut off from the world he had just gotten a taste of, he soon discovers that others have been drawn into the same nightmare. As they fight for survival, they are forced to navigate ever-shifting levels filled with deadly creatures and escaped SCP anomalies, turning every step into a constant battle for their lives. Note: + Slow-burn survival horror that prioritizes atmosphere and dread over fast-paced action. + This is my first time writing, and English isn't my native language, so there might be some mistakes. _______________________ WARNING: This story contains graphic imagery and disturbing content that may induce anxiety or fear. Read at your own risk. DISCLAIMER: I do not own Classroom of the elite or any of its characters. Please support the original work. All images in this book have been edited by me (I do not own the original images). The book cover was created by me using AI, but most of the images are sourced from games, wiki or pinterest. _______________________ Started: 15 September 2024

But wait, there's more!

After all these years you had to suffer through, is this how you're really gonna die? ALONE in this never ending hell cycle? The backrooms? Pathetic... - - Story Contains: Slight nsfw Romance kinda Violence, lots of it maybe Profanity/swearing Drama 🙄

It's in the title. Anyway, the summary. A female memer/youtuber accidentally got no clipped out of reality through a questionable method... and hilarity ensues. Bizarre stuff happens in the room of the back. Disclaimer: ᴹᵃʸ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵃᶦⁿ ˢʷᵉᵃʳᶦⁿᵍ, ᵍᵒʳᵉ, ˢᵗᵃˡᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈʳʸ ʲᵒᵏᵉˢ, ᵈʳᵘᵍˢ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᵖʳᵉᵗᵗʸ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵉˣᵖᵉᶜᵗ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵃ ᵈᶦˢᶜˡᵃᶦᵐᵉʳ ᵒʳ ʷᵃʳⁿᶦⁿᵍ. ᴱˣᵖᵉᶜᵗ ᵃⁿʸᵗʰᶦⁿ' ʷᵉᶦʳᵈ ˢʰᶦᵗᵉ. ᴰᵒⁿ'ᵗ ˢᵃʸ ᴵ ᵈᶦᵈⁿ'ᵗ ʷᵃʳⁿᵉᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵘᶻ ᴵ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᶜᵃʳᵉ.

A journal of the only information available that the meg explorers managed to write in the backrooms.

this is a lifestyle book for [weirdcore] because i think of it as more than an "aesthetic" ®All rights reserved or whatever 丂ㄖ 卄卂ᐯ乇 卂 Ꮆㄖㄖᗪ ㄒ丨爪乇

This is a new backrooms level, developed by me.

Trapped, trapped is the only word for this experience. I'm trapped for ever, because just as I felt lucky, I dropped, it felt like forever, like I couldn't escape this grasp pulling me under. I was scared, and then, I landed. I fell down, not much of thud on this damp, yellow carpet. It smelt- not good. However, the adventure in what they call 'backrooms' is not over. I got up, look around, dazed,nervous,anxious and scared. I walk forwards, my shoes felt like they could just fall into the wet floor. Around me was a yellow wall, all was yellow. It hurt my eyes, and a buzzing sound was heard above me, lights flickering and buzzing, some even cracked. I'm unsure how far I went forwards, just that I almost... let us say I met this 'creature.' They didn't like me. But. I'll survive.

A birthday has arrived. It was you! But no one was there. No one was invited.

They thought death was the end. Now, the real game begins. They all died. Some clawed their way through betrayal. Others were broken by guilt, fear, or greed. But death was only the beginning. Never the ending. Fallen players awaken in a place that isn't heaven or hell, but something in between. A vast, liminal world of endless hallways, flickering lights, endless blue skies, decrepit buildings, and a final cruel set of games. Each level is a cruel mirror of their sins in the mortal world. To pass is to be forgiven. To fail is to stay bound for an eternity. Gihun wakes up in a world he doesn't understand, with blood still on his hands and regret still sharp in his chest. The walls are a dreadful yellow, the lights flicker and buzz like flies to a dead corspe, and the carpet he lay on is strangely damp. He realizes this isn't just punishment. It's a second chance...or one last nightmare. Gihun is forced to confront the choices he made and the people he lost. Can forgiveness exist after what they've done to each other? Can trust be rebuilt when survival once meant betrayal, lies, and deciet? In the afterlife, nothing is fair. Mercy is a gamble. And the final prize isn't money. It's salvation. But not all deserve it.

Help HELP HElp why am I here?

Quatro amigos ficam presos em um mundo diferente que nunca viram e sombrio, e para sair tem que jogar jogos para voltar pras suas casas.

yall...i am so SORRY for not being on here as much and i have my reasons. i am still working on the siren book and it's still not done- it's going to be hard for this last few days since i am moving. i will not be posting any parts of this story till tuesday next week. keep in mind school is going to get in the way again and there is a chance posting chapters of this book will probs be when i have motivation or not in school at all. anyway this book is about two teens who noclip ( glitch ) into the backrooms in a normal school day. these 2 are aibling and learn the hard way, not knowing where they are..they had to survive through each level - - social medias: insta: sui.dxrms snap: elite_sniper6

An idealistic trip to the west takes an unexpected turn into a labyrinth of unknown terror.

Columbus' life sucks, but even hell is better than The Backrooms. Will he manage to make it out alive, or will he be stuck in this never-ending prison? This is book 1 of the (hopefully) trilogy.

(COVER IS MINE AND THATS NOT A SHIP, SHUT UP) 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐄𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭! 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐞 =)

Out of the beta version and into the official! (some things still are subject to change!) if you don't know my story of it then please read the first version! cover will be updated once I find a better photo or I make one

The Backrooms - Level 0 Holiday Review Cover Image by: Kane Pixels (YouTube)