Gamer Slayers Novels & Stories

You'd better walk away with nothing to atone for your sins. In no time, Hale Corporation's stock price went into free fall. Online, the comments were completely one-sided, all aimed at cursing me out. "Oh, my God. He beat someone up that badly? He's a total domestic abuser. That's terrifying!" "I support the wife. Make Landon Hale leave with nothing!" "How can anything good come out of Hale Corporation with a man like that running the show? Boycott all of their products!" "I've been looking forward to that horror game for so long. Give me back my amazing game, Landon!"

And there it was. The slap. The spit in my face. She was taunting me. Mocking me with her new ring, that stupid dress, that smug little smirk like I hadn’t touched every inch of her less than twenty hours ago. She wanted a game? Fine. We’d play. But she forgot one thing, I never lose. Ever. We stared at each other in silence. Not like strangers. Rather like ex-lovers at war. I tried to keep my breathing steady. To remember who she was now. My father’s wife. That should have been enough to make me walk away.

The triumphant howls of those slayers could be heard from miles. It wasn’t the end but the beginning of something more fatal and vehement.

Gun shots rippled through the air but nothing was enough to snap me out of the daze that I was already in. I had given my virginity to the Wolf Slayer. As their bodies dropped to the floor, his eyes settled on me as if giving me a silent warning. “For those of you left, I pray for your own sake that you are safe. If I check and find out that you disobeyed me, I will make you wish for something worse than death.” The amount of blood that was racing to my head almost made me pass out. It was said that the Wolf Slayer had great sense of smell and that he could smell wolves from a mile away which meant he could also smell my bullshit from a mile away.

“Well, well, well. Trouble in paradise? Feeling better today, are we, little brother?” Nero looked back at the woman-shape on the screen. The appetite in him sharpened, turned cold. “Livelier.” Nico remained silent. Rea smiled a thin smile. She leaned forward, touching the keyboard with two painted fingers, then pulled her hand back like it might bite. “If it’s her, she’s not smart. If it isn’t, she’s not smart either, for making herself look like it is. I mean that does look like her so called ‘killers’. That woman really is bad news.”

"You bribed the fire department, faked a gas leak. While I was out buying medicine, you slipped out the back door and detonated the bomb." "You framed me for killing my own parents, made me believe I was a cursed pariah." "You did all this just to justify giving everything I owned to Lorenzo, right?" My mother shot back, "Sienna, what nonsense are you spouting? You're the one who got Lorenzo killed!" My father's voice was a low growl. "Not only did you kill your brother, but now you're having delusions and slandering your parents? It seems your madness is worse than I thought!"

Steel-Fist Predator said calmly but mocked him internally “Steel-fist while what you say makes sense I think Sword-saint still has a point, killing a child just because of such trivialities seems utterly absurd.” Flame-heart predator replied Steel-fist predator with a sneer “It seems Flame-heart has forgotten the history lessons we got when we were still basic Hunters, the only times glass-eyed Hunters appeared, they almost destroyed the entire race single handedly, unless you want a replay of the Great Massacre I’d advise we end the kid to avoid future troubles.” White-haired predator said grimly

“Care to enlighten me?” “You don’t need a pretend girlfriend to go to your sister's wedding. You could actually go alone. And if you’re desperate enough for a date, you could always get anyone. You are Dominique Gray. A lot of women would kill to go on this trip with you. And if you ever run out of choices, you could get an escort. All of this is part of your little game to get inside my pants again.” “The last time I checked you picked out the game and you failed. Did you do that on purpose? Because a part of you is enjoying this little game of ours and you wouldn’t like for it to come to an end.”

"Hah, another epic victory royale!" "Maybe you should change your talent to the Ultimate Sticks Player." I replied sarcastically. "Hah, you wish. Maybe you should change your talent to the Ultimate Loser!" She retorted. "Owch, that was a low blow." I replied, setting up another game and laughing at her comment, "Let's keep going. I'll win eventually!"

Not long after Kirou led the girls away, the stalker from before tried to follow them, only to be blocked by two players(?) in similar apparel. He tried to go around them but the two players kept blocking his path. The stalker wanted to stab both players and kill them instantly so that he could continue to follow his targets, but alas, villages, towns, and cities are safe zones in Immortal Era and the system restricts the use of all weapons and combat-related skills.