Final Fantasy Gacha Game Novels & Stories

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‘Aleksis Agustus, Chief Executive of Octagon Solutions’ How shameless of her husband to say he was fired from a company he owns? A flicker of excitement rushed into her eyes. All these years, Sierra has tried to dismiss the world she grew up in. The rush and hunger for danger were pulsing through her heartbeat. The same way it would always do whenever she was given a task. There was no need to ask who would play this game better. She knew damn well who would be a better player. All she had to do now was plan her way to make Alek feel like winning, and just when he got a hold of the trophy, she’d sneak in and snatch victory away from him. Maybe kill him. Well, that would be optional.

“Of course not, but the gift I gave is more special, and it can’t be measured with money.” He cast a glance at Pisces. Pisces took the hint before he smiled faintly and said, “This gift is a gaming account. It’s a top-grade account in Holy Beast World that has all skins, pets, mounts, and reputation!” What? Dragon Claw looked dumbfounded. How could a gaming account compare to the $200,000,000 that he had given in cash? Of course not! Thomas said, “Holy Beast World is currently the most popular game. It has more than ten million players all over the world. If this account is sold online now, it can be sold at $3,000,000.”

“H-Huh? What’s wrong with you guys?” From the stands, Tatsuya buried his face in his hands, dreading what this meant. His brother’s secret was gone. Taiga would now have to be listed among Japan’s registered Lunas. On the sideline, Dante’s low chuckle carried through the noise, his dark eyes fixed on Taiga alone. “Now the fun begins.” The Wolves had won the battle. But Taiga’s war was only just beginning. Final Score: Shirakiba Wolves 75 – Apex Predators 73.

ZAIRE’S POV "Shit, they absolutely carved them open, man. I can't even hate." Spencer said, scrolling through his phone as he read off the stats from yesterday’s game between the Milton Lions and the Eastbrook Ravens. We were sitting at our usual table under the tree in the quad, eating lunch. The break wasn't over for about the next fifteen minutes. “Come on, this is the Ravens we’re talking about,” Finn said with a dismissive roll of his eyes. “They’re shit. I'm sure we are going to destroy them too when we play them.”

Fane smiled bitterly and said to Fiona, “Mother, I betted one hundred million a game with Young Master Turner, and I won ten games back to back. Are you sure you don’t want this money?” “We surely—” Fiona was about to say ‘no’ before realization dawned on her. “What?! One hundred million a game, you say? And you won ten games? Doesn’t that mean you’ve won a whole one billion?!” “Yes, one billion,” came Fane’s calm-sounding reply, added with a shrug. “Do you feel that I should give it up just because Young Master Drake spoke up on his behalf?” “One billion!” Andrew also exclaimed. This...this was too much! How did they settle with such large wagers?!

"Natalie, why don't I give the necklace back to you? I shouldn't have accepted it in the first place." The moment her hand touched the necklace, Hunter spoke. "Keep it." Then, he turned to me and stressed, "Whoever drew it got it." I chuckled softly. The private room fell silent for a moment, and Hunter's gaze grew colder. Gabriel frowned and said, "Natalie, it was just a game. Did you really have to make an issue out of it?" Then, he stepped in front of Tiffany. His voice remained gentle, but to me, it felt like a knife pressing against my throat.

“Sorry for pulling you out of your game. Why don’t you have a game console at home? It looks fantastic to work with games and all that stuff. And they seemed pretty excited.” “It’s The Travelers. The game we are working on.” “The project they’re excited about?” “Yes. It’s NFT. Non-fungible Token game. A game that allows the player to earn real money. But it’s in the form of a token. They need first to register in the game to play, create a Centhaddeum account, then swap CT token to CENTH, then CENTH to dollars.” “Wow! I’m so not Gen Z after all.”

That's definitely awesome, haha. Suddenly, something appeared on my screen. Hmm .. What is this? I opened it even though I saw an unusual mail with an unfamiliar address. Ohh…. Happy day! This is a BLKQ gaming product. We have watched countless game streams, but only you have managed to hold our interest. You are cordially invited to join our team. If you have made a decision, you can respond to this email. We're eager for you to join our team. Thank you.

Maybe I'm investing more than I realize. AJ has no idea the trouble that I've gone through to get us here -- Oog wouldn't even give me a discount on the freaken tickets that no one, with normal functioning ears, would want to buy. The jerk also upped the price of the backstage passes just for me, on Gland's demand, so I had to skip on that one. AJ would have loved to meet them in person but I guess it's better that I spare her the disappointment. "That's not possible. They're brilliant!" AJ says, tugging me into the empty concert arena. There's literally only about ten, maybe twelve, other people inside -- one of them being FeeBee, the stupid blonde.