Culling Game Arc Chapter Novels & Stories

We've only just began. This story can end in a thousand ways possible. In this so called game, there can only be one winner. Welcome to the final level. Players, on your marks! Get set... go! ⚘ end ⊹ of ⊹ season 1 ·································································································································· NOVEMBER 2022

It's preparing for war! END OF CHAPTER 19

Love against revenge. And Aria caught in the middle. Fight or surrender? Comment your answer and unlock the next chapter because no one escapes unscarred.

The world lurches violently. The arena collapses inward with a deafening scream, nightmare and stone and magic imploding into a vortex of shadow. Kael lunges, fury and terror etched across his face. “ARIA!” The darkness swallows me. The bond flares once, then everything goes black, and somewhere in the collapsing remains of the Game… Nyxara laughs.

Cinematic lighting, 8k resolution, highly detailed, vivid colors. > We have successfully kicked off Arc 2 with a massive victory!

She reached into the golden soil—into the very essence of her father—and pulled out the raw, un-edited pain of the 129 chapters they had survived. ​The "Optimized" meadow exploded. The synthetic grass was torn away by a whirlwind of golden text. The Golden Willow tree let out a roar like a thousand lions, its branches whipping out to strike the chrome ships in the sky. ​"The 401st isn't a pilot!" Nora screamed, her eyes turning a blinding, solid silver. "It’s the Final Answer!" ​The Corporate Counter-Strike ​Director Vane didn't flinch. He simply tapped a device on his wrist. "Initiate the Narrative-Foreclosure."

And this time, he’d gone too fucking far. I hurried around the corner to the side of the arcade where I knew the Miltonians usually hung out. By Miltonians, I meant the students of Milton Academy. Even though the arcade was neutral ground for both schools, that didn’t stop us from marking our own territories. The Miltonians had their domain and so did our school.

It could make you blind. Me: Delete this whole thread, Dean. Now. I space out my words, trying to bury the image so he won’t see it when he opens the text. Me: Don’t Me: Even Me: Look Me: Just Me: Delete Archer: What are you doing? Me: Burying the image. OMG OMG Archer: So you don’t want me to screenshot it and send again? Me: NO I set my phone down, laughing to keep from crying. Sucking it up, I call Dean. His phone rings. And rings. And rings.

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.