LOGINMELISSA'S POV I watched as the team fell into panic— a small smile tugging on my lips.Barbara’s mouth fell open. “No… it can't be... You?”Zoe’s grip tightened on her dagger, her voice barely above a whisper. “…What are you? And why do they take orders from you?”Gavin said nothing.For the first time— He looked at me like he didn’t know me at all.Like I was something terrifying. Floating comments exploded again.“MISTRESS??? DID THEY JUST CALL HER MISTRESS???"“IS SHE A BOSS CHARACTER NOW??!" “THIS GAME IS RIGGED I SWEAR" (crying emoji)“SHE WAS CRYING LIKE 5 MINUTES AGO??? WHAT GLOW-UP IS THIS??"I cleared my throat, my face a mask of indifferent as I turned towards my new allies.“They’re with me.”My voice was calm, firmed, controlled.They carried a strange authority I barely knew I had.The moment those words fell, a wind of silence swept across the atmosphere.No one dared to move, nor speak.It was as though in that moment— I was no longer just a player like the rest of
THIRD PERSON'S POV .The clock ticked by but the fight only became more serious.Everything was falling apart, completely.Gavin staggered back, barely managing to block another strike from the swordsman. His arms trembled violently now, each impact numbing his grip further.His breathing was raspy.It was clear, he wasn’t going to last long.Atleast not like this.Behind him, Boris’s screams had turned hoarse—ragged, broken sounds as blood pooled beneath him. Barbara was still hacking at the boxer zombie in desperation, her strikes growing weaker, sloppier.She was practically in tears.Her face was pale, ghostly white infact.Nancy on the other hand just laid still.She wasn’t even screaming anymore.She was exhausted.Her body lay half-dragged across the dirt, twitching as those things—severed hands, strips of flesh—crawled towards her like feeding insects.Zoe glanced at her battered team mates, her chest welling up with pity.They were clearly out match.Completely surrounded by
THIRD PERSON'S POV As the rest of the group crept towards the enemy's flag, the air was thick with tension. Gavin, Barbara, and Zoe were positioned strategically, their eyes scanning the surroundings for any sign of danger. Nancy and Boris stood guard, their weapons at the ready.But something was seriously wrong, the forest had gone quiet, a little too quiet for comfort.Gavin was the first to notice.One moment, there had been the distant rustle of movement, the occasional groan of wandering animals—but now… nothing. Not even the wind dared to breathe.“Something’s off,” he muttered, tightening his grip on the blood-slick blade in his hand.Zoe didn’t slow down. “We’re close. Let's just keep moving.”Ahead of them, partially hidden between twisted tree roots and a collapsed stone structure, the enemy flag flickered faintly. “I found it," Barbara announced excitedly, pointing at the flag in the distance. Her lips curled up into a smile.Nancy scanned the ground, her sharp eyes dart
MELISSA'S POV I lay there on the cold ground, my body wracked with sobs as I cried out all the pain and heartache. The tears streamed down my face, soaking the earth beneath me. How could Gavin say that to me? Fine, maybe he was a little right, maybe my sister is just better but still... Do I deserve to be cheated on and left for death?Absolutely not?How could he even say that to me?Was he because he was mad, or had it been what has been in his mind for the longest.A light bulb switched on in my mind.That had to be it. He was only using me— playing my heart like a fiddle for his own personal games.A sharp pain reaped through my chest.I wist, instinctively grabbing onto my throbbing chest.Tears literally pouring out of me, without end.It felt like I'd never stop crying, like I wasn't going to make it, like my heart would never heal.But eventually, the tears began to dry, and I slowly sat up, wiping my face with the back of my hand. There was no more tears left, not after
MELISSA'S POV I sat rooted on the hard ground. My eyes peeled on Gavin and Zoe's faces. I blinked twice unsure of what I had just heard. Did Zoe just call Gavin her boyfriend? My head was a mess— thoughts flooded my mind. “Oh my gosh! Melissa?" Zoe's voice cut through the daze like a fiddle.She leaned forward , stretching her hand to help me. I hesitated for a bit, before reluctantly taking her hand, after all we didn't have any problem before now.I glanced between Gavin and her, utterly nonplussed. Gavin stood to the side, his arms crossed over his chest.A chow on his charming yet scared face.His eyes were fixed intensely on me. “What's going on..." I was just about to ask the question that plagued my mind when Zoe's tender voice came through. “I am ecstatic to see you," she said with a smile, her face a mask of excitement as she took my hands in hers. “You look amazing, and your skin is popping."I glanced down at my limbs and indeed I had gotten smoother, my skin glow
THIRD PERSON'S POV Melissa crawled out of the pit, her body a mangled mess of scars and bruises.Her hair matted to her face— slick with sweat and blood. The sunlight was a blinding curse, piercing her eyes like a hot needle. She squinted, her lungs burning with every ragged breath.Ever breathe felt like taking a sip of concentrated sulphuric acid.The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and decay, a morbid perfume that clocked her senses.Her body— battered, characterised by jaget scars.Her appearance was a grotesque view of wound, blood, and sweat.Every inch of her screamed in agony, urging her to rest, but she wouldn't— she had to see Gavin to explain things to him.As she struggled to her feet, the weight of her own mortality hit her like a sledgehammer.She lost her footing— falling face first in the dirt.Her legs felt like lead, the exhaustion from her crawling getting the better part of her.Yes, she was alive, but for how long? The contract lingered in her mind, a
MELISSA'S POV The silence was deafening as the sound of our racing hearts filled the room. We lay there, locked in a silent standoff. The world seemed to have dissipated, leaving only the atmosphere of two tangled bodies. “Let go of me,” I commanded, struggling against his grip, but I was no ma
MELISSA'S POV The moment we stepped downstairs, the air changed.All the other players stood frozen at a corner, their eyes widened in horror.A metallic scent hovered over every inch of the room.The room was dimmer than usual, shadows stretching unnaturally across the walls. My heart throbbed a
MELISSA'S POV “Or better still, we could just share the bed," he offered, his tone casual as though offering to split a sandwich.I walked up to him, standing an arm's length before him.“You want us to split the bed?" I asked, my arms crossed.My brows furrowed.He nodded.“Sure! We don't know wh
MELISSA’S POVSilence stretched between us—the thick, suffocating kind that seemed to steal the very air from my lungs.The room was dim, lit only by the faint yellow glow of wall lamps.I glanced around, scanning every inch of this tiny cage.And there it was— just a bed, a tiny blanket, and a tin







