Gamer For Life Novels & Stories

- to continue his studies. Frank didn't even care about John's reaction anymore. He quickly joined the game with Z. The game was a highly popular first person shooter game called "PUBG Mobile," where a certain number of players were placed in a server and were given a specific amount of time to kill all their opponents. The duo's skills were top-notch, and they didn't need to put in much effort. They immediately killed anyone they saw with just one shot. Frank kept chattering on the side. [Z, where have you been all these years? Why did you only show up now?]

“So, in effect, you were already one of them.” He drops his head in shame. I grab his hand over the table. “Why don’t you just leave? Make a new start.” I smile. “You could do it. I know you could.” He fakes a smile. “You don’t just leave.” I frown. “The only way out is death. I’ve seen man after man get killed.” My blood runs cold. “What do you mean?” “They pay you so much that you get used to a certain lifestyle and you can have holidays and time off when ever you want.” He sips his drink. “It’s a perfect job on paper.”

It was almost time for him to do something. If he continued to argue, Wesley might try to kick him out of the live stream. When Wesley realized he could not kick Kaze out, then the game would be over. Kaze pulled up the gift menu and sent Cyan a hundred Supercars. The futuristic effect flooded the screen for a long time. The gift notification flooded the chat. The platform even made an open announcement to inform all the users, which brought even more people into the live stream. The comments went wild. “Live-in Jerk gifted one hundred Supercars?”

I lied about my age and ended up in a secret online relationship with one of the biggest names in esports. He was nothing like his public persona. In public, he was cold and aloof. Online, though, he flirted with me nonstop. When he got worked up, he even said he'd be my good boy. Then my nineteenth birthday came and went, and my wolf still hadn't awakened. Most werewolves shifted for the first time at sixteen. Even late bloomers awakened by eighteen. I couldn’t let Adrian find out I was defective, with no wolf at all. So I broke up with him and blocked him everywhere. Months later, while staying with my best friend Chloe, I heard her older brother speak outside the bedroom. I had heard that

He wanted to walk into the room, but he ended up standing by the door, merely watching over her in silence. Charmine gamed for a very long time as her rage continued to fester. In the game, she killed whatever came in sight, and it caused havoc in the gaming world. [OMG! Boss! Skill is on point!] [Please teach me!] [Never thought a sniper can be so impressive! This is perhaps the best gamer in the country!] [This tactic seems familiar. Reminds me of the gamer Kill who took the gaming world by storm five years ago.] [It can’t be. This account seems like a new account! Can’t be Kill, I guess...?]

He was wearing an oversized white T-shirt and his typical silver-rimmed round glasses, looking exceptionally cute in front of the camera. Unlike ordinary professional gamers, Alex had a good sitting posture. He always sat straight like a strictly trained soldier. His back was as rigid as a pole. His outstanding temperament in the gaming industry was partly resulted from his straight yet steady posture too. As the world’s number one Top Solo, it was unsurprising that his live stream attracted countless viewers from all over the world. At this moment, his live stream had already hit fifteen million views. Xyla’s phone screen was entirely occupied by the pop-ups.

I smirked while looking at my handsome face. “I have been so handsome since birth.” I mumbled to myself and then chuckled. When I was young my life was so carefree. I did not care about anything, my parents let me do whatever I wanted and it led me to become a professional online gamer. But now that I am 24 years old, my life has changed. My mom and grandfather kept on nagging me to become the new CEO of our biggest department store in this country because my grandfather can’t be the CEO and the chairman at the same time, getting older huh?!

Note to self: Ask Adrian who they were later. With nothing else to do, I spent the day reading a book on my phone but got bored and ended up playing different video games, or—more accurately—getting my ass handed to me in a game called ‘Warzone Legion Xr’. A hyper-realistic shooting game that puts players into an underground warzone where criminals, assassins, and mercenaries fight for their freedom, using everything from different weapons and strategic sabotage, very Antonio-like. I kept losing to a player called WadeSlasher, and somewhere between our eighth or ninth match, I discovered, each loss cost me three thousand dollars.

“But recently, I met another gamer who’s kind of insufferable, but also just about as good as me. According to them, life’s one of the these games that just need fixing. I still don’t fully believe it, but they do know their stuff when it comes to games, so for now I’ve decided to test it out. In other words, I’m trying to take the game of life more seriously.” Zoe blinks in surprise. The next thing I say isn't directed at her so much as at the gamer with the best work ethic, the most confidence, and the worst personality in the world. “As a game, I don’t know if life’s god-tier, but at the very least, it’s decent! That’s what I think.” Zoe opens her pretty mouth wide and smiles. “So it need

Or game together on our favorite server. I'm a serious gamer on online platforms. I'm kind of addicted. Okay, really addicted. That's pretty much all I do when I'm not working. It's stress relief. Don't judge me. I'm also pretty much a loner. So, Oscar is not only my best friend, but one of my only friends. I'm cool with that. I don't like people much anyway. I met Oscar in high school and we bonded over video games. Mostly X-box and PS3 at first, but we stepped it up a few notches the older we got.