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Marcus looked at me like he was imagining all the filthy things he wanted to do. Jade licked her lips and smiled. “Your turn, boys. Truth or dare?” The game was no longer looking innocent. And the night had only just begun.

I couldn’t make out the building’s details or the faces of the people around me, just vague human shapes. Somewhere nearby, a timid girl started crying. “W-Where are we? I want to go home.” A guy with yellow-dyed hair shouted impatiently, “What the hell is this? Let me out!” Then a man and a woman stepped forward, looking calmer than the rest. They introduced themselves as veteran players—Elaine and Jethro—and kindly explained what was going on. We were inside an infinite horror game. Everyone here was already dead. If we could survive every scenario and collect the legendary 9,999 points, we’d be revived.

“I won’t lose.” “But if you lose, you have to bind CP with me in the game.” That last sentence revealed his true intention. Natalie curled her lips slightly and quickly installed the game. Canta is currently the most popular game in America. Its appealing art style and fantasy setting suited teenagers’ tastes, drawing countless fans. In reality, it had existed for nearly ten years, but few people had access to online games back then. “Do you have an account, or should I lend you one?” the red-haired boy asked considerately. “Or should we both use small accounts to solo?”

Out of respect for the woman, Jenna paid for Whitney's education and made sure she never lacked anything the Ziegler siblings had. However, Whitney crossed a line. When she reached the age of 18, she secretly drugged Samuel's older brother, Charles Ziegler, and slept with him. Worried about her reputation being ruined at such a young age, Charles had no choice but to marry her. Because of that scandal, he willingly gave up his position as the family's heir and enlisted in the military. Five years later, he returned with both legs permanently damaged. The golden child destined for greatness had found himself deep in the mud.

Amira and Nathan again, entangled in a bed that wasn’t theirs, half-naked and smiling as if they belonged together. He scrolled, refusing to believe what he was seeing. Until emails popped up, screenshots of exchanges between her account and Nathan’s. Nathan: ‘We’ll get him where it hurts.’ Amira: ‘He’ll never see it coming.’ Nathan: ‘Just keep stringing him along, and soon DE VITALIO INDUSTRIES is ours.’ And then the one that broke him: Amira: ‘Tonight, I’ll tell him how much I love him and want us to be together forever but the arrogant fool will never know it’s a lie.’

Finally, I give up on my books definitely, going into the gaming room after Natalina had prepared dinner and left with instructions on how to heat up the food she prepared for us and a big smooch on my cheek. I feel like a teen again and I love it. The gaming room is amazing but I am terrible at the kind of games he has stocked his shelves with. After giving up on the third FPS game, I go through the huge collection of games on the shelves next to the door and scrunch my nose because I’m not finding anything. Stupid men with their guns and swords. Seeing a few horror games, I take two of them out to look at them closer, asking me if I should give it a go and sleep even worse.

“Care to enlighten me?” “You don’t need a pretend girlfriend to go to your sister's wedding. You could actually go alone. And if you’re desperate enough for a date, you could always get anyone. You are Dominique Gray. A lot of women would kill to go on this trip with you. And if you ever run out of choices, you could get an escort. All of this is part of your little game to get inside my pants again.” “The last time I checked you picked out the game and you failed. Did you do that on purpose? Because a part of you is enjoying this little game of ours and you wouldn’t like for it to come to an end.”

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS IS A G****E TRANSLATED VERSION. WE JUST NEED FUNDS TO SAVE DOGS’ LIVES. PLEASE BEAR WITH ME. I WILL REVISED THIS SOON. GAME TEN:Bleeding Is it possible to feel different emotions in one snap of time?

I spent hours with the both of them, playing board games, not noticing how much time was escaping me. I don’t think I have smiled more; Grace was brilliant, such a beautiful, sweet girl, and it tugged at my heart every time she broke out into coughs, her eyes watering as she put on a brave face and tried to keep her eyes on her cards. “I’m just trying to get you to be sympathetic for me, so you don’t see this,” she slammed down a blackjack when it was about to be Corbyn’s turn, “coming,” she grinned, laughter bubbling in her throat at the look of displeasure on Emerson’s face.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself inside a game world. The title "Family of Four" screamed wholesome parenting sim to me. I quietly looked around at the other players who had entered with me. A lot of them were terrified of this new environment, and several men were cursing loudly. Among the crowd, a veteran player named Mike Bates started explaining the situation. "This is an infinite horror game. The only way to clear it and revive is by getting an SSS rating. Otherwise, you will be killed by the boss." "How do you even get that kind of rating?" a college girl asked.