Agame Kill Novels & Stories

"I mean, what if he knows all your plan and kills you first?" "Knows my plan? baby, I don't have only a plan. If one fails, the other wouldn't. The only people who know about this plan are the people in my house which includes you" I paused "so if I get ratted out, one of you did it and I will find the person and kill them and their fucking family before I die" There was something off about Simon and but he was just a random driver, what will he know and understand? In the game of life, always have a backup plan. You never know what will happen. I know this Marco guy is dangerous and holds a lot of power but so do I.

Fortunately, what I had in mind came true, so she could leave without losing anything. When the last round began, I talked with Killian. Ah, more like I talked alone because Killian kept his focus on his little maid. An amusing sight, I must say. I told him about the probability of Joy ending up dying and told him as the host, he had the power to manipulate this game. I was confident that Killian would play dirty, but when Joy managed to kill one of the players, I thought that the little maid might be able to win. The feeling, however, didn’t last long since I found Killian still looked extremely worried for Joy.

"Okay. See you tomorrow in the Philippines, Clive." He walked to the window and came out again. He just kept on using the computer. He has been killed five times and will be six. "Yes! You are dead! Hahaha!" This happened when he killed the enemy in the game. There's more to come...

“ Ban included as well . Three kills two deaths . “ said Aron . “ Deal ! “ said Ayla and both of them started to play . The two of them started to playing after placing their shikigami selection . Aron chose a strong amerai while Ayla chose a mage . The two of them started to battle . Their battle was beginning in such a force way that it became like an international match as the managers immediately placed the game on the big screen . “ Wow ! Look at that battle . Those two games are amazing . Their movements are really fast . Look at that mage , she is killing those soldiers as if they are some small rocks by stepping on them .That samurai is killing the monsters so easily . Simply amazing

“So when I’m not pregnant you plan to freak me out?” “Oh, totally. I might pull a Michael Jackson and dangle Emma off a balcony or something.” I swat his arm, pursing my lips. “I would kill you.” He laughs again. “How’d you do it?” “It’d probably be a messy heat-of-the-moment type of kill.” “One of the benefits of being a doctor is knowing how to kill people and have it be untraceable.” “That’s the whole reason you went to med school, isn’t it?”

“I’m Zen. No family name, I cut all connections with them. My family now consist of Big brother Wind and big sister Sasha. My speciality is something different from everyone. I’ve never killed before and honestly, I wish for as little meaningless deaths in this game as possible. There is a way to clear this death game with as little casualties as possible. I believe we will be able to clear the VR dungeons faster than Guild Carnage can kill everyone because my special ability is the Gamer.” Silence. Nobody spoke. Behind Zen, Sasha and Liu Feng appeared proud. Akiko was expressionless as usual, but there was a glint in her eyes for those who looked closer. Yes, this was Zen the gamer - their

I prayed silently, the warm tears streaming down my face. I'm so tired of losing people close to me. I always benefited from them, but they've never benefited from me. I am so cursed! I should probably hang myself to death after today. I am so unwanted after all! I'm pretty sure it was one of the reasons my mother wasn't close to me. I killed my father. I killed my dog. I killed my fucking best friend and now my savior too is dying. "No, please Killian." I felt my nostrils breathless, filled with mucus, but I couldn't help but shed more tears.

They were his allies in this game, and together, they would execute the plan flawlessly. Little did Horacio know that he was walking into a carefully orchestrated trap. Max had meticulously planned every move, every conversation, to manipulate him and expose his true colors. It was a game of psychological warfare, and Max was determined to emerge as the victor. The night wore on, and Max's mind buzzed with anticipation. The stage was set, and the battle had begun. He would navigate through the intricate twists and turns of this revenge, leaving Horacio shattered in his wake. With a renewed sense of purpose, Max raised his beer and proposed a toast to friendship and loyalty. His friends clink

As if he was used to all of this. “It’s better for you to start! If you delay, the system will decrease your points, and if you lose all of your points, you’ll be deleted from the system and the game!” a voice hissed right behind my ear. I jumped in fright. I swallowed as I turned toward the source of the voice. I wished I could erase that smug smirk off the masked man’s face. “Points?” I asked in confusion. “Lose your points… lose your soul,” he explained. “You start with three points in your inventory. Every time you do not entertain the audience, you lose points and hearts—then you will die forever!”