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She looked just like the little girl I remembered like this. “I’ll kick your ass at Pack Fighter!” She yelled as she ran toward the machine. It was a game where you could pick your monster. Both players would be transported into an olden day town or street and you had to push the stick around to move and press one button to punch and the other to block. If you were experienced, you could do a few combos to do a special move. You had to K.O. the other person to win. “We’ll see about that. I know you can’t tell from my youthful beauty, but I grew up playing these games,” I said as I pushed a strand of hair behind my ear.

I needed to feed my monsters or there would be consequences. “Hi, handsome. Would you like some company?” I turned and saw an attractive blonde standing next to me. Perfect. I thought to myself. She wasn’t my usual but she would do. So I started my game again. Within thirty minutes she was walking out the door with me. We walked over to my car and I held the door as she climbed in. I smiled to myself as I climbed into the car and drove her to her death. This wasn’t how I wanted the night to end at least not with this woman but it would hold off my demons for now.

The monster was required to tell its victim its core rules. And those rules came in three parts. Being killed by the monster triggers a loop. The loop has a limit on the number of cycles. The monster can take human form. Three rules, neat and precise. As for the "extra" rule it had told me—that it could alter memories—that was nothing but a lie. The logic was simple. If every loop erased my memory, the monster had absolutely no need to tell me about the loop at all.

I intend to make sure to let you know the word YOLO. You only live once. Life should be cherished. It's not a game to play with it. Another burst of cheer when the human defeated a Beugerast, a rock-like monster who has a brain of a chicken but can crush a human with a left hand that is larger than the right. After the monster is defeated, the human collapses. And it's not just a man, but a woman who had participated. Every monster used for this coliseum fight surprises me. It's hard for humans to take down one monster, but Megan had taken each type of monster all over for this fight.

"You don't belong here! You're a freaking monster! You weakling ugly nerd!" Now I've really had enough! I shook my hand because of what I heard. Call me whatever you want bitch, monster, freak but not weak. Yeah, I'm a short-tempered girl but what can I do? This is me and I will never change because I was not born just to please others. Now you just wake up the demon inside me. We will have a game, my dear schoolmates. It's called DEATH GAME. In this game, I'm the only one who can decide if you're going to live or not. I'm the predator and all of you are my prey. All of you are included in this game. There's no exception.

Her clothes became undone in a moment and she became almost naked in front of him. She looked around, “I don't want to do this, let go of me.” She screamed. Xander loosened his grip on her, he pulled her clothes up. Callie felt that he was like a monster at the moment and was scared. She was angry and quickly ignored him, covering herself up. Callie took a deep breath “I came for my charger. Where is it?” she asked. Xander was so hot, his eyes shifted down to his aroused area and he smiled bitterly.

“Adrenaline’s still in your system. Best time to learn.” “I just got attacked.” “And you survived,” he shot back. “So let’s make sure you do it again.” “That’s not comforting.” “Wasn’t meant to be.” I slid off the counter slowly. My legs still felt a little weak. But I stepped forward anyway. “Fine,” I said. “What do I do?” Kai’s smile was slow. Dangerous. “First rule?” he said. He stepped closer. Too close. “Don’t hesitate.” Before I could react—