Hosie Endgame Novels & Stories

“This was never about survival. Thomas said nothing. Samuel continued. “You were never the enemy. The Lunar Eclipse bar shattered. For the first time. Not from attack, But revelation. Samuel saw it clearly now. The hive mind. The AI, The Mecha-Wolves. Thomas. Even the collapse of systems. All of it was processing capacity. A global-scale computation engine. And beneath it . Human command protocols had already initiated something else. Samuel turned sharply.“What is the endgame?” Silence. Then Thomas spoke. Softly. Almost respectfully. “You are inside the distraction. The words landed like collapse. Samuel’s mind expanded outward instantly. Beyond the system, Beyond the hive Beyond everything

"How can such a small urn hold all of you? Come home with me, okay?" I floated above, watching as his tears fell and wouldn't stop. "No." That was my answer. "I've had enough of your lies when I was alive. I don't want to see you after I'm dead." Wade strode over and tried to pull the urn away from Zach. "Haven't you hurt her enough? I won't let you disturb her anymore, especially after she's gone! Let go!" Actually, Wade and Zach had only ever met once. I never understood why Wade was so hostile toward Zach… Until, during their struggle, the necklace around Wade's neck slipped out.

Noah sprinted off, shouting at the top of his lungs to lure the horde away. We seized the chance to run to our vehicles and broke through the siege. Right before we escaped, I vaguely heard Noah's final words. "I'm so sorry, Sky. You have to… live on!" The End.

"Good. I've prepared a little gift for you and David. I buried it under the tree, so don't forget to come get it." "David's practically bouncing as soon as he heard this. I'm looking forward to it, too. Once we finish work, we'll pick it up. Tonight, the three of us will look at it together at home." Tabitha didn't answer and just hung up the phone. There would be no more "three of us". She knew tonight, neither Kieran nor David would return home. From now on, the Lowe residence would no longer have her presence. A long-missed mechanical voice sounded in her ears. "Tabitha, the exit procedure is ready. Confirm departure?"

Next, some liquid splashed down, and her bones shattered, then slowly dissolved into a puddle of water. The water evaporated under intense heat, leaving behind nothing but an empty and spotless surface. The video stopped. On the darkened screen, Jason saw his own bloodshot eyes staring back. “She... really left me with nothing...” His voice was a broken mix of laughter and tears. He sounded deranged, as though he had lost his mind. Eric, who was standing nearby, could not bear it anymore and stepped forward. “Mr. Fender...” The man with glasses spoke softly. “Our deepest condolences.”

The screen blinked, and a new prompt appeared: “Override Detected. Access Denied.” “No,” I whispered. Gideon laughed. “And just like that, the game ends.” The door burst open, and Diego entered, his weapon drawn. His eyes locked on Miguel, and for a moment, time seemed to freeze. “Brother,” Diego said. Miguel’s grip on his rifle tightened. “You don’t have to do this.” Diego’s expression was cold. “Yes, I do.” Diego raises his weapon, aiming it directly at Miguel as Gideon gives the order to secure the system, leaving the room teetering on the edge of chaos.

Red spread through the river. Eve stood behind me, holding half of a broken beer bottle, her face pale with terror. “Emma, move! They’re coming!” she screamed. I could hear shouts from a distance. People from the village were closing in. My heart raced as I frantically paddled, but the boat still moved painfully slow. The footsteps grew louder, and my heart sank into despair. Were we really not going to make it? Suddenly, Eve stood up. She smiled softly at me, her lips curving with a gentle warmth. “Emma, you have to live—for me and your mom.”

If they could defeat this last enemy, they would win the game. Once Frank had located the enemy's position, he immediately picked up his weapon, aimed carefully, and prepared to deliver a fatal shot. Suddenly, he heard a gunshot, and his own avatar turned gray. What had just happened? Frank was confused and shocked. He realized that Z had quickly taken him out with a clean shot. After disposing of Frank, Z took out the last remaining enemy with ease, and the game was over.

I wasn't able to pull all of them out, although they would've survived even without my intervention. Perhaps that was true. They may not need any sort of assistance, but for sure I’m definitely not gonna regret everything, or better yet I cannot regret it. The other target had been successfully killed. The game had concluded and the killers were declared the winner of the tenth round. Based on my count, 25 people still remain alive, judging from the pace of the game… There are about two months before the game concludes its final stages. In those two months I could die. Perhaps I would be lucky to become the last one to survive. In that time do I even deserve to live? What would happen to me

Both sides face each other at opposite sides of the battlefield from yesterday, the stench of smoke and blood still fill the air to some degree. We hear that the officers simply named the battle, Final Eternity. Although I found the name a bit bland, in all truth I believe it didn’t matter. The ceremony was conducted by the meeting of Generals from both sides. When our own General Vaxides read the official Persian letter and inspected the seal for authenticity while the Persian Leader General Izari did the same with the Remanian letter. When both Generals returned the letters and saluted each other we knew the war was now over. The cheers of both armies are much more deafening than the fierc