Gametoons: Player Novels & Stories

I ask, leaning in and inspecting it closer. “Just wipe it off, will you?” he sighs heavily and I comply. “I’m sure Anna will tell you all about it.” We hit the area where I crawled off my mom only ten minutes ago and my jaw drops. There are dead rogues and lots of warriors cleaning up the mess by collecting and burning bodies. “What the hell happened?” “Our Luna disappeared and stopped responding to our gamma,” he says, his jaw clenching and body tense. I clearly didn’t notice his reserved anger when he found me, but looking at him now, I realize he is angry.

I powered up my bot, ready to showcase my dynamic anthropomorphic design… And it exploded. The blast tore through me, leaving me critically injured, and I was rushed to the ICU. With me out of the picture, Adrian sailed to victory with two million in prize money, a personal mentorship under a legendary scientist, and a golden future laid out before him. Meanwhile, I lay in a hospital bed, clinging to life. Then came the final blow: the competition staff announced that my robot contained large amounts of flammable and explosive materials, implying I had planned to sabotage the event and had blown myself up in the process.

I met his gaze squarely and said coldly, “You know that she’s my girlfriend too, huh?” I took out my phone and showed him a hotel billing statement, and it was billed to the supplementary card I had set for Naomi. “You can’t even pay for your own hotel room to sleep with another woman? You should earn enough money for a vasectomy instead.”

Before I could refuse, she had already shoved the straw of one cup into my mouth. "Boss, tomorrow's our first tournament. Please go easy on the opponent, okay? I don't want everyone calling me the Little Demoness anymore." [Stop acting spoiled.] I pushed away the head she had rested on my knee. She blinked innocently and shamelessly pretended not to understand. "I can't understand sign language! Nope, not at all!" Then she happily leaned against me again without the slightest guilt. I sighed. Carla had been the first player to join my studio. I knew almost nothing about her background—only that she was obsessed with gaming.

But now, I didn’t even know where their training ground was. I closed my eyes and thought about what to do next. I couldn't summon weapons and I couldn't escape for now. I had failed several times. I might go crazy if I ever went through another swing from ecstasy to despair. This time, I needed to be super patient and made him believe that I wouldn’t escape anymore. My phone vibrated. It was a message. "Erika, Are you awake now? How is it going? I’m about to start my first rogue-hunting. I wonder if I can get any advice from you. Charles announced that I was the new Gamma. James became the new Beta after the challenge."

】 【That big shot hasn’t logged in for two years… No, according to the team, she does log in sometimes—but only to withdraw the salary in her account… and then doesn’t even play! 【Wasn’t it said she’d come back after the college entrance exams? I’ve only seen her recorded gameplay, never her livestream!】 I scrolled through the comments, yawning. Every year, the Glory League competition opens Pack betting, and it had already started. I had already made up my mind to bet on Gothom Pack to win, so without hesitation, I used my account to follow the official link and select Gothom Pack as champion. And I placed the maximum bet.

Mom said from the kitchen as Keyara stood in front of the door about to leave. "I got it, Mom!" Key answered at the door. She heard a honk from outside. Key quickly walked to the terrace and saw her father waving at her. Today, her father would give her a ride to her new workplace. The clock showed 7:30 and Key had to hurry to her new office. Gametopya Inc. was under the control of Miracle Corp, a company engaged in multimedia. The ten-story building housed young talented people working on the creation of the game Triangle Love.

Of course, he knew of him. He was well-known for having a fierce approach as the Jungler. He was like a wolf in the wild. There was bloodshed wherever he went. Leon shook his hand. “It's nice to meet you, Damien. I’m Leon Batton. My ID in the game is S.” Immediately after that, a youngster with short, thick, golden hair extended his hand to him. He smiled and said sweetly, “Pleased to meet you. I’m Stewart, the Mid Solo player. My ID in the game is Jin.”

“And the ride in your jet was insane. I’ve never seen a plane with a bed in it.” I give her a snarl and look across at Leonardo. He looks at Diana like she just crawled out of the grave. He shakes his head, killing the hundred questions he wants to fire at me. “So, Shing’s numbers don’t lie,” Leo says, forcing his gaze back to me and tapping the notepad. “This NETSTREAM game could triple our stake in eighteen months. Maybe less.” “Thats if the first-stage launch hits like you said it will,” I reply him, nodding toward the empty stage.

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