Bloodscript: Survival Game of the Reborn
I'm hiding in horror books because at least *there is fear that had shape and rules and endings.
Ink rained in a new pattern.
BRAVE
LOUD
WRITE
“You twisted that,” I said to the world, to the Admin, to the invisible eyes that had watched my sizzle reel. “You decided my fear made me prime meat. You decided my stories were just pain you could feed on. You decided my first chapter was a humiliation, not a survival strategy.”
The Game hissed.
\[AUTHOR SELF-IMAGE DEVIA…DEVIA…DEVIATING,\] the intercom stuttered, glitching around the word like it hurt to say. \[CONTAINMENT FAILED.\]