Anime Survival Game Novels & Stories

He nudged her knees with his foot until she made a noise of protest and then grudgingly shifted half an inch. “Just need ten minutes of doomscrolling before I doom‑sleep,” he said. “Romantic,” she muttered, eyes still on her own screen. He smirked and opened a browser. An article about urban legends melted into a link roundup about horror web serials. He clicked one without thinking, thumb lazy. The site that loaded wasn’t flashy. Plain white background. Black text. Username at the top: **InkAndAshes**. Title: **SURVIVAL GAME – EPISODE 1: THE BUS**

I muttered, furious at him. “You are confused between liberation or vengeance and I will use it against him. You and your redemption can go to hell now, Roy Layne.” I muttered, grabbing my bag. “Who can go to hell?” Eri giggled, peaking into the room. “Just someone bad, Eri.” “You are so strong, you can deal with any bad guy, Nut!” She beamed, encouraging me. I would never want her to see me with the look of a murderer. Before going to work I need to meet someone to play my part in that game, finally making a move.

*"Hush, hush, sweetie. It'll be over soon." "No!" I screamed in anger and fought against the nausea and dizziness, angry at how paralyzed I had become at the memories. "Juliette?" We all turned to Summer, who stared at all of us and groaned, sitting up on the floor. "Who are—the fuck! Where are we?!" She moved back even more and grabbed the flower vase that was on the table almost immediately. "Miss Blaise! I don't think..." "Dominic Cole?" The guy bearing that name nodded as he raised up his hands in an attempt to show surrender, and I moved even further backwards, finally finding a balance on my feet.

I turned away immediately, too terrified to watch, and my legs trembled uncontrollably. Not long after, blood spread across the entire stage. Only after the dancers finished feeding and dispersed could I finally throw up. Seeing that the guy with glasses remained relatively calm, I asked him, “Was the game you cleared as bloody as this?” He shook his head. “The one I entered was a D-rank—the lowest level in the game. The survival rate was fifty percent. So, people still died, but it wasn’t as horrifying. Normally, newcomers start from the lowest rank too. Maybe something went wrong with the system, and it accidentally sent players who should’ve been in D-rank into the highest-level, S-rank.”

He says before leaving me with a group of young adults looking up. I follow their gaze and almost immediately, my face shows up on the screen along with some information about me. Name: AVA COLLINS Age: 21 Crimes: Mass Murder, Arson, Kidnapping etc Qualities: Pro in weaponry, Skillful, Has Anger issues, Dangerous and conniving nature. Grade: A* Well, I guess I know why that woman was asking so many questions. Everyone seems shocked apart from the dangerous clique. They just seem impressed. After a while, Everyone goes back to whatever they were doing and the girl Rhea walks up to me wearing black workout clothes.

I was looking around the room not expecting to see anyone. ‘I doubt the old man will be here. Seeing how he got her a house to live in by herself with only servants to keep her company... He may not even come to check on her. Probably will send someone to give her a message.’ I closed my eyes and tried to remember the things from the otome game I played. The game was called “A Highschool Royal Romance”. The game was about how an orphan who found out she was the missing daughter of a noble family. She was taken back into the family with open arms. Since she was back with her family she had to go to a school where only the most important and richest people could go.

I said, even though I didn’t have any money left. But I could sell the villa—it's mine. I heard a mocking laugh. And that was all. No one talked. The front screen lit again and a running red font appeared simultaneously with the sound from earlier: [Congratulations! You have been selected for the Survival Game. Make sure you entertain your audience to get extra hearts.] A chill ran down my spine. Adrenaline peaked to its climax and my body trembled. “Extra what?” I snapped. But it seemed nobody cared to answer.

Alexis was far calmer and more reserved, despite also being engrossed in the anime. Woah!! He exclaimed again as Ye Xiu’s Lord Grim, the main character in the anime combed his opponent to death, the anime was just too attention-grabbing. Their attention was fully on the projection, the high-quality projection also did a good job in improving their spectating experience. Lord Grim was battling another opponent in the team competition as his umbrella suddenly transformed into a shield, using the screen saver technique to block his opponent’s view. BOOM!! He suddenly moved to the side as his teammate, Soft Mist, controlled by Tang Rou arrived tyrannical with a dragon breaks the ranks skill with

The deadliest game in history was about to begin. Meanwhile, in the kingdom's capital, Ambrosia, the midday sun made the walls of the magic academy shine radiantly white. In a messy underground room, a woman with long, unkempt green hair observed a blue screen hanging in the air. |Character selection activated: | |Select your Avatar | "Ah, at last. I can't believe you made me wait for so long, my little toy."

At the very least, he knew that no real penalty was involved in dying in a regular VR game. He would hate to repeatedly die in the dungeon and get a new achievement as ridiculous as the player with the highest body count. It was not a title he wanted to wield. Slime researcher was ridiculous as it was. Zen did not need more, although he had a feeling he would unlock a few more hidden achievements with what he wanted to do there. “Let’s dive,” he selected the game and walked through the door beside, letting the system drag his consciousness into a new world. In the world of Claymore, Zen woke up to white space with only a system screen imploring him to select a sword.