Game Over Manga Novels & Stories

(Alexander The God of Absolute powers Pov) (Warning this chapter can be considered offense. This is a dark novels book and some scenes are needed to tell Mazaya's story. If certain things offend you just skip to the last paragraph when you hit that part.last paragraph is Important for the story.)

But before I could react, I felt another figure appear behind me, grabbing me from behind. I tried to scream, but a handkerchief was pressed over my mouth, and the last thing I smelled was the sharp smell of chemicals before everything went black.w

At that moment, I truly believed I was the luckiest woman in the world. Isaiah was handsome. He did not smoke or drink, and he loved me wholeheartedly. Aside from being broke, he was the perfect husband. I believed that if we worked hard enough, we could clear his debts in no time. But now, as I bit my lip, tears streamed down my face. Just as I was crying, I received a text from Isaiah. "Honey, business is really good tonight. I'm staying late to earn more so I can pay off the debt. Don't wait up for me, okay?"

I swallowed hard and obeying our contract I stood in front of him, trying not to be intimidated by him. "It's time for an end." He said firmly. I just gave him a questioning look as he continued taking a circles around me and speaking each sentence by lowering his voice and with more amusement, "The end of this game." "You gave very little time left for your game, Garnet." "You might lose because you have pushed me past my limits." He stood in front of me with a smug look, looking thrilled and furious at the same time as he spoke his last sentence in a whisper,

The Death God is coming. Her voice was trailing off as my vision blurred. I couldn't understand what was happening but I was suddenly being tucked away. Soft furs covered my body. It gave me some warmth as I slowly drifted to sleep. The coziness was too enticing I can't help but ignore my wounds and just close my eyes. *Mandy, don't fall asleep. The Death God will take you away.* Carla's voice echoed softly in my head. *Why?!!* I started fighting off the drowsiness.

Then stopped as if remembering something. " But if he's called off the bet, how the hell are we going to know if he really has feelings for you?" She asked. I pondered on it for a while and thats when I smirked. " Just because a player quits doesn't mean the game's over." I said and stared ahead. Ariana watched me keenly. " And what do you have in mind?" She asked menacingly. I chuckled. " Its a game right?" " Right." " Then we keep on playing...." I said and glanced at her. She grinned wildly and hugged me tightly.

Even Emilio, who’s the buffiest of the guys, couldn’t escape the watchful eyes of the game master. There’s a gruesome punishment waiting for anyone who loses. They are betting money, cars, and as for now, the punishment is to finish the juice made by Anita and Claudia. The liquid inside the tall glass, a cross between brown and green, looks inedible. Only those two know what they put in there, but I don’t want to find out. Emilio, who lost in the dart game against Menandro is as green as the grass beneath our feet. I feel pity for the big guy.

My mother wasn’t bothered by his words. “Before we send her to a brothel, maybe I should be the first to taste her.” General Makoto said. As he reached out to touch Sayori’s face, she quickly drew out her sword and swung it at the general, cutting off 3 of his fingers. His screams filled the room as Sumire took a step back, sword in hand. When they realized what had happened they looked at Sumire.

Mia who was watching from afar saw this and wondered "what in the world am I witnessing?" The clashing of blades occurred about a hundred times in what was perceived as a second and Orie was already feeling his disadvantage. Surprised by the incredible growth rate of his opponent, he immediately backed away and touched the ground yelling "ALA!!" and suddenly a huge pit appeared under Endo and he fell into it.

I am dead. I am so dead, I screamed in my thoughts. A cold lump was building up in my throat as if I was about to choke before swallowing it, though my heart kept pounding against my chest. “The sad part is that you’ll no longer remember the god you met and all the events happening in this world,” Rad said. “And you go back to your normal lives like it was yesterday. It sucks, but it’s for the best. And also part of the rules of the Game.”