Extermination Game Novels & Stories

Even immortals failed at keeping their words and the errors of others always came back to hurt the innocent ones. What a pathetic life pattern. “These are the main game rules: for each game passed, immunity points are awarded. Killing a person during the games amps up your point and even after the games— immunity points are awarded” Silent whispers ensued but the voices never rose past that. “This world is Parasite-infested. The air likewise is polluted with mutating chemicals.” Every revelation kept getting sick, my head churned.

Gun in hand. "Here's the game. I'm going to shoot one survivor every minute until you reach me. But the factory is rigged with traps. Pressure plates. Tripwires. Automated defenses. You'll have to fight your way up. Use your training. Your programming. Become the weapon to save them." "This is insane." "This is proof. If you fight through like a weapon, you prove me right. If you refuse and they die, you prove you were never really human. Either way, I win."

"It wasn't the game that tries to delete him but Denise and her friends. Ezekiel's role... is more like of a purger. He's the unsuspecting cannon fodder of every task world that's subject to be deleted mainly from the developer's order. If the task world is too easy or too hard, too normal or too profound, it's the purger's task to ruin the plot of these task world and kill the main characters inside. Without the foundation of the world, it will collapse. At first, he thought it was all NPC's remaining on those worlds but when Denise's boyfriend, James was killed after he destroyed his task world, Ezekiel started to realize that the game intends to lessen the players by doing the purging as

Every human being needs to be wiped out of the artic, it isn't meant for people with wicked ancestors like them. “The game was about to begin”

“But Gamma... Bunker Gamma is not for Terraforming. Gamma is the weapon. The AI here in Ouroboros is waiting for that the Eden network goes completely online. Once all bunkers are connected, Gamma will trigger the Extinction Directive.” “A global cleansing pulse,” concludes Kael freezing. “Just right. A neurological pathogen that uses the atmospheric transducers of the other bunkers are released. He's programmed on every human DNA to extinguish this planet that does not correspond to the new perfection. The slum Residents, the Warlords, the civilians in Beta... even Betty. And you, Jada. The AI

"What are you going to do, Kenzo?" "I want to destroy her life, slowly. It's much more exciting than me killing her right away." Kenzo then noticed Matteo's hand which was moving his chess piece from where it was originally. Matteo looks really good at this strategy game. And when it was Kenzo's turn, he gave Matteo a sly grin. "I'm gonna sell that bitch at my Club, and I'm gonna make her a striptease dancer there." "She will definitely not survive with all of that. And after that, she will end her own life voluntarily," said Kenzo again.

she explained. ‘Great, I have to survive and find a way out.’ Alessa groaned inwardly. “The fun part about this is you get to kill whoever you want while finding your way out, if you manage to kill a person and you are still in the maze when the time runs out, you win. In summary, kill, survive, and find your way out. There aren't any rules for this game, good luck.” Madam Olga explained and Alessa exhaled heavily. She glanced at Aliyah, Lily, and her friends. They were discussing something and Alessa looked away from them.

Police cars and ambulances filled the open space at the entrance. Sia was dead. The absurd part was that it was declared an accident. She had fallen and bitten through her tongue, which triggered a neurogenic shock that led to her death. A notification popped up when she died. My phone screen lit up with a notification from an online shop. [Satanic Shop: Hello, dear. We recommend the following products for you. Please make a purchase if interested.] Following the message was a product description and warnings.

"You told me once that 'Sudden Death' was a lie. You said as long as one of us is breathing, the game is still in overtime." The humming of the blade slowed. A shadow emerged from the mist—Julian, his red visor flickering. He was twitching, his muscles locked in a battle between the "Extermination-Protocol" and a ten-year-old memory of a girl sharing a nutrient-packet in a dark corner of the Stacks. The Slapshot of Reality "TARGET... ACQUIRED," Julian’s synthesized voice croaked, the Red-Eye flaring bright. He raised the blade for a overhead strike. Elara didn't flinch. She reached down and grabbed a stray puck—the heavy, vulcanized rubber disc from earlier.

While most people were busy freaking out, two stepped forward—chill and confident. They said they were mages. Seasoned pro in the game. They gave us the rundown: We were stuck in a horror game. Everyone here? Already dead IRL. The castle had thirty floors. Each floor had its own monster—or monsters. The higher you climbed, the scarier they got. Clear all thirty floors, hit the legendary 9,999 points, and you get a second shot at life. Bonus? A cash prize so massive, you'd never have to work again.