Novel & Cerita Ben Drowned The Game

Lifting my injured leg, I showed him the blood trickling down in a thin line. "Lick it clean, or I'll make sure you're carried out of here on a stretcher." Colton let out a disgusted sound, scrunching up his face. "That's gross." I shot him a glare. "You don't get it. Saliva's antiseptic." While we bantered back and forth, Zach turned to leave. Colton's bodyguards blocked the door, clearly unwilling to let him off so easily. A commotion erupted outside, and then Wynona burst through the door, right on cue.

Even if he used his skill, it would be pointless when the other party’s skill was in cool down. Stanley shot the rooftop and gave it some consecutive punches. After creating a hole where they could finally fit in, Byul immediately climb up and pointed his gun towards the zombies. Some time after, Stanley also climb up and scanned the surrounding area with his sense. The rain was pouring heavily and the thick fog won’t let them be seen from below. Byul raised his gun and was about to pull the trigger when Stanley just shot at the car five meters away from them.

“But don't worry! Dying is the first step.” Dead? My blood ran cold. He smirked. “Just don’t do it again.” “This is nonsense. I refuse to listen. Let me out of this fucking insane bus,” I yelled, hitting the metal ground with my right foot. The man was too cold. Too cold to the point you could not look into his eyes for too long. As if he was a grim reaper. “It’s too late. The game has already been activated, and you have been registered as a player.” His voice was too quiet. Too hazardous.

With a swift movement, I peeled off the carbon fiber mask, taking a deep, ragged breath of the bunker's familiar, ozone-scented air. "Fifty million dollars in military-grade tech, completely stripped from Thorne's primary logistics line," Zero said, stepping out from the halo of his server monitors. A slow, rare smirk touched his lips, though his dark eyes remained intensely focused on me. "The underground boards are melting down, Vesper. Everyone is scrambling to figure out who just cut Malakai Thorne's throat in his own harbor."

“Why?” Dungeon Raydens was the most popular MOBA (Multiplayer Online Battle Arena) game in the country. It was so popular you could see it being played in almost every single computer shop (read: Internet café), usually by students cutting class and splashing out the school allowance they had scrimped away. This prompted at least one Provincial Hall and one Village Center to actually ban the game from being played in computer shops, especially those near schools. Apparently, two teenagers ended up getting stabbed to death after a melee inside Dungeon Raydens spilled out to the real world.

“Redemption!” Damien shook his head, laughing. “Alright, alright. You got me.” They continued hopping from game to game—racing each other in a driving simulator, trying their hands at skee-ball, and finally teaming up in a zombie-shooter game where Matilda proved to be the better shot, much to Damien’s surprise. “Okay, now I’m impressed,” Damien said, lowering the plastic gun as their high score flashed on the screen. “You’ve got some serious aim.”

“Please don’t give up on me.” Seeing a different spark in Zen’s eyes, Yelena held her temper back. “I don’t want to see a duck or a crab again,” she growled. You better do this properly.” Laughing nervously, Zen started the game again and waited to be spawned in the game. This time, they were in an underwater-themed arena. It wasn’t very realistic, but the objective remained the same. Zen couldn’t continue repeating his mistakes. This time, he refused to move from his spot. There were two ways to win this game. All he had to do was conceal himself and wait for the time to end before anyone else found him. He wasn’t better than Yelena at shooting, so he wouldn’t even try. Once Bolt found him,

ZAIRE’S POV "Shit, they absolutely carved them open, man. I can't even hate." Spencer said, scrolling through his phone as he read off the stats from yesterday’s game between the Milton Lions and the Eastbrook Ravens. We were sitting at our usual table under the tree in the quad, eating lunch. The break wasn't over for about the next fifteen minutes. “Come on, this is the Ravens we’re talking about,” Finn said with a dismissive roll of his eyes. “They’re shit. I'm sure we are going to destroy them too when we play them.”

I strip down, my body aching from the game, and head in that direction. The shower area is filled with steam. I hear water running and then I see Bryson under one of the showerheads, his back to me. For a moment I freeze, memories of the last time flooding back. I force myself to act normal, taking the stall next to his. The hot water feels good on my sore muscles. "That was a rough game," Bryson says quietly, breaking the silence. "Yeah." I rinse shampoo from my hair. "Davis and his bullshit cost us the game."

Melvin muttered as they continue to play the game, it was a tough round as nobody was saying anything to each other their eyes was just focussed on the tv, while Dante and his team kept on whispering things to each other, It was a tough round as none of them were giving a chance to score the goal, they were both playing back to back in silence that we didn't even know when an hour passed “Fuck whats going on here?” Jade and Venom asked as they both came out from the kitchen and met the guys playing so seriously “Now this is going to be tough”Venom muttered “It's just five minutes for the game to be over” Jade muttered “Fuck looks like my cousin is going to be washing some delicious plates to