Game Easter Eggs Novels & Stories

"I'm sorry... Gideon, I'm so sorry..." Trembling, Brady pulled out his phone and dialed my number which was marked as his emergency contact. I always picked up on the first ring. This time, it didn't go through. Helpless, he collapsed onto the floor and called again and again. "Please, I'm begging you. Please answer the phone. I was wrong. I was really wrong..." Brady could barely catch his breath. The bedroom door opened. Josephine stepped inside and immediately understood what had happened.

“That’s right! It’s all just a misunderstanding. I’m sorry, okay?” However, Wendy did not even spare them a glance. She said to the crowd further ahead, “Who wants to put on the PowerPoint slides I have here?” Everyone’s eyes shifted to the pendrive she had. None of them knew what she was trying to do. “I’ll do it!” A colleague who was enjoying the drama ran over with his hand raised. He seemed excited. While everyone was busy being confused, the screen in the hall showed a screenshot of the chat Lloyd had with a journalist.

“Was it you who kidnapped the burrito shop owner?” Players were dumbfounded. “What the hell? Isn’t this an ancient-era dungeon? Where did burritos come from?” “It wasn’t me! I hate burritos!” “Why is the boss appearing at the start? Does the game want us dead?”

he said, and suddenly the air felt strange. Everyone around me started whispering, turning to each other with wide eyes and open mouths. I froze. The Mate Games. I’ve heard stories, like everyone else. Old tales. Fables meant for children. Girls pulled from villages to compete for the hand of a royal heir. Magic and power and fate all tangled into one big, unbelievable mess. But that’s all they were. Stories. Until now. “They say the heir has the rarest kind of wolf,” a woman beside me whispered to her friend. “Unbound. Untouched by bond. Free.”

“Come on, Romeo. Before you change your mind over random beach girls.” I grinned, my eyes still on the woman as Lily dragged me toward the game room. “I can walk, you know,” I teased. Lily huffed. “Not taking any chances.” I let her pull me along, but my mind was still stuck on that mysterious beauty. The game room was lit up like a mini arcade, neon signs flashing across the walls. There were air hockey tables, basketball hoops, racing simulators, dartboards, and even VR stations. Lily’s eyes widened in excitement.