Cogito Ergo Sum Game 소설 & 이야기

How high and mighty did he feel you to think I was his puppet set on stage to play with? The biggest mistake he could ever do was challenging my abilities and now that he did...no mercy. "Of course father. I understand but my last words will be this...checkmate is only a temporary setting against an intelligent player." I advised and took my leave. This was all just a game and if my pieces were already set into place, it would be a clean win. Well, with a little blood here and there. I was searching for August but stopped when I stumbled upon the two brothers in an intimidating staring battle.

I could not believe the arrogant Dave was about to play the game too. Tala shrugged of the thought of Dave embarrassing her as she joined us. I sat quietly... I was suppose to leave, what am I still doing here? "You! Tala pointed at me..is your turn." And i swear, my heart skipped. I looked at Kelly immediately and she nodded at me. Oh heavens! Help me not to fall into the wrong number. With a shaking hand, I picked one of the paper after Tala explained the game a little to the "C boys". It was 7 papers that were yet to be picked after i took mine.

I said. " Then your mind must be playing games with you." She said as she dragged me out of the room. Games... That word lingered in my mind for a long time. But for the quick movement I noticed, I knew my mind wasn't lying. Someone was indeed in the room with us..... I just need to find out who. . . . Xander's P. O. V

“I won’t submit to divine logic. I won’t play another game. I won’t be told that suffering is necessary or that choice is an illusion dressed up as mercy.” The heartbloom burns, responding to my fury like it’s listening. Kael rises slowly. “No one is asking you to.” “They will,” I interrupt. “They always do.” I drag a hand through my hair, panic tightening my chest. Edrin’s words echo relentlessly. The castle is a divine artifact. I am a key to a gate that shouldn’t exist. “I destroyed the Game because I refused to believe the world needs cruelty to function,” I say. “If something older than the gods thinks otherwise…”

No, but because I wanted to punish myself. Thinking about it was the only torture I could control. It was like I decided that if I just kept replaying it, kept feeling that humiliation, kept hating myself for it-maybe the guilt would knock something loose. Maybe it would erase that moment when my body betrayed me. Maybe it would wipe out that pathetic sound I made. Or the feel of his stupid lips that I could still fucking feel against my own. Fuck. My breathing stuttered, but I didn't let myself stop.

I held her gaze, enunciating, "My leaving had zero to do with your dating. Honestly, I approached you only for money." "Impossible!" Her voice rose, mixed with anger and a hidden panic. "You're lying! You're not like that. Those three years, I tried giving you cash and stuff. You refused everything. Even a pen. How could it be money?" Her examples were naively earnest, like irrefutable proof. Her innocence drew a low chuckle. "You're really that clueless, huh?" She blinked. "What do you mean by that?" I stepped around her frozen figure and walked straight out.

A cold thought slid through me: If I lost my name, would the game still know what to call me? “No,” the older woman whispered. “No, no, no—” “This is what I mean,” Corvin said, his voice low and tight. “Every win here has teeth. If you gamble, assume you’re paying with something you don’t understand until it’s gone.” The boy—*the* boy, because that was all he had now—shook his head in little jerks, as if that would dislodge the missing thing. “I can’t— I had a—”