Game Where You Are The Final Boss Novels & Stories

The president waved at all of them and people were swooning and fainting. The man turned his long jacket turning with him and making his way into the building. The door closed with a loud BANG. “Is that it?” she asked. “Well they won’t show us the meeting if that is what you’re asking” Kieran replied. “Then what do we do now?” Danny asked. “We can try out that new game they made just for today” Clara said. “What is it about?” Danny asked. “A game skilled Tempans made just for the summit. You get transported into the game and fight against any leader of your choice”.

Black asked. “She’s just our good class president and leader. I am your organization’s enemy.” “Ah, so you’re Hibara. You made a good offer, but ending you right here and now will also end the fun we’re having around the org.” The Detective laughed, “Oh, so I am your playmate? What’s this game called? I haven’t been informed of my involvement.” “The Game Master and the Challenger— that’s how the bosses call it.” I suddenly remembered Levy’s words from before. ‘This is not as simple as you think, Luke. You and Hibara will find yourselves tangled in a large web and the spider is going to kill you, one way or another.’

— Are you having bad days? I threw myself into Scott's arms and cried. The presence of the defender of people calmed me down. — Scott...—I whispered when I could finally speak.— Rahiel will kill Dean! Only you can help me! Only you...— — But how?—Scott's sky-blue eyes looked at me anxiously.—Tell me what to do, and I'll do it!— —This is the church of Ultima, and you are Ultima. You are the protector of the entire human race, so you can protect the priests of Ultima as well. We were once people, we just don't remember it...—

‘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.

Sitting on the bed, I prepare myself for what he knows. "So, there are two things. The Wolf Game is what you have seen where the werewolves fight. It actually has a name. People refer to it as the game, mostly, ‘The Wolf Game’." For it to have a name means this isn't small and simple. "What else did you find out?" "We might not need a test to confirm who you are. I'm getting information on the wolves that are kept there on show. Amazing fact: people pay hundreds to go in and see those wolves!"

I shout to him from behind the safety of the glass doors. "Hey!" Oliver shouts at me while twirling around to look at me before angrily banging on the door. "Get out here! Get out here and face me!" "I'd rather face you from within the confines of warmth," I reply with a smug smile, proud of myself. Let's face it, I'll never win in a physical fight but I can always outsmart him. I've gotta play to my strengths. "Get out here...or let me back in! It's freezing!" he complains.

He looked out across the camp, the cages, the barracks, the distant prison entrance. She was down there. Alone. Bleeding. And he had put her there. The voice of the wizard echoed in his mind: “To defeat them, you must become what they fear.” But what if, in becoming Garrick… he lost James forever? He swallowed hard. Far below, in her chains of iron and blood, Sara exhaled a shaky breath. Her lips curled into a faint, battered smile. She would not die in silence. And they would not break her. Not now. Not ever.

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.

If he moved even a little, those bosses would immediately pinpoint his location. The moment his cooldown ended, Jack dragged me and fled back to the real world. Because the bosses in the horror game could not enter the real world. After finishing off the last two players, all the bosses gathered to hold a meeting. The Patchwork Monster straightened a crushed chair, took out needle and thread, and stitched it back together. Soon he made a new table and ten chairs. All the SS-rank and SSS-rank entities gathered around and looked at the boss leading the group.

Natalie…" I walked past him and continued on my way. This time, he didn't follow. When I reached the intersection, Ivy sent me a message. "Ms. Lawson, we're playing a mystery box game at tomorrow's team-building event. Are you coming? I heard everyone's guaranteed to win a prize!" Looking at those words, I smiled and replied, "I'll be there." The next day, I drew a small card at the company team-building event. It didn't say, "Thank you for participating." Instead, it read, "Today's Lucky Winner."