Immersive Game Novels & Stories

"Seconds ago, we were just in this big room, and boom! We are in this jungle if l must say" "This is totally amazing!" Rain complimented again. "It's not that good Rain" Florate commented with a serious face. “What do you mean it's not that good?" Rain didn't want to sound upset, actually she wasn't but did a bad job in keeping her cool. "I mean it’s just the work of a model that mimics the operation of an existing or proposed system, providing evidence for decision-making by being able to test different scenarios or process changes and this can be coupled with virtual reality technologies for a more immersive experience" he said, all in one breathe, totally confusing Rain and Lilith.

“So the rumors are true.” Cassienne turned toward him. “Depends which rumors you heard.” “That Nerox Technology is about to change the gaming industry forever.” A few nearby engineers exchanged excited looks. Jeff walked closer to the projection screens and studied the immersive interface output himself. “Do you realize what this means?” he asked. “The industry has spent years chasing realism through graphics alone. But this…” He looked back at her. “This makes digital interaction feel human.” Cassienne folded her arms lightly. “That’s the goal.”

The whole point was to make me lose interest in the game so that the two of them could get down and dirty in there. From my all-seeing perspective, I could watch the players enter the game and hear them gasp at how unbelievably realistic it was. "Whoa, my outfit looks exactly like what I'm wearing in real life." "That's because the equipment scans your body data beforehand to make the in-game experience feel as real as possible." "So this is what an immersive horror game feels like… It's insanely real and way better than a haunted house!" "I can't believe they kept something this advanced under wraps. They could've made a killing if they'd launched it sooner."

Natawa naman si Hellios at nagtuloy na kami sa paglilinis. end of flashback... Who am I? I am Kiyoshi. I am Crimson. I am a Manslayer. I am who I want me to be. I am a person with a random character. It depends on how I want to play my game. Yes, a game that only I understand. A game that is played by us, The Death Legion. We are founded by the Director. We play to satisfy. We play to entertain. We play our own game with no rules and there is only one winner. The Annihilators themselves.

“The loser is the ugly one.” She invited the wrong girl. Zaya got there before she could take three steps on the stairs. “That’s unfair!” My daughter laughed while walking to her room. “Mina,” I asked her to watch over Zaya. I went to my library and sat on my favorite chair. Soon, Hella came in and sat next to me. “What was that?” “I don’t know,” “You looked bothered,” “I am, she said Zaya’s immortal. Only pure ones could have that immortality, Zaya can’t be immortal.” No matter how I said that. I couldn’t find it assuring as it should be.

"I dislike silly brain games." He got a little closer to me before saying, "I can promise you that this is not a game." Pedro always seems to leave a trail of dead bodies behind him. A few seconds passed, and the atmosphere shifted in an indefinable manner, yet it remained tense and agitated. And then, quite suddenly, Jerome's demeanor mellowed, quite similarly to how it had done in the hotel room. I don't want you to join the ranks of those people.

“Do you remember when I said it felt like you were playing a game with me?” “Yeah. Do you still?” I shake my head. “No, but I still feel like you don’t really let me in. I don’t know what you’re thinking, and it makes me feel like I’m on the outside. Maybe I’m being dramatic and hormonal or whatever, but I want to feel like you let me in.” Brow furrowed, Archer runs his hand through my hair. Then his eyes fall shut and he pulls me into an embrace. “Right now,” he starts. “I’m thinking you’re too good for me.”

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”.

She’s not a mommy’s girl nor a daddy’s girl. Askar Is a 17 year old who is Hindu and Immortal. Who cannot be destroyed. His Ancestors' religion is Hindu, which haunts him. He doesn’t quite fit well in his family. It all changes when he gets turned immortal by his human mom who births him.. His life flashes before his eyes seeing his mom die while birthing him will hunt him for all the years he shall live. Sooner than later he is a vampire trying to fit in with the humans. He isn’t like any other vampire, he doesn’t thrust for human blood. He is more disgusted with it, that each time his dad brought home some human for him to try, he would instantly puke it out. But what he really craves is a

I drift off to sleep on the plane on the way back to Texas, only to awaken after having a very vivid dream or maybe I should say fantasy of Drake. I pour myself a drink and try to relax. I decided to change clothes and freshen up, just in case Drake met me at the airfield. Silly how I have to remind myself this is all just a game. I catch myself wanting him, wanting to please him, wanting to give myself to him. I have to remember that I want to hurt him, make him regret how he treated me. Lila, my wolf also reacts to Drake so strongly I constantly have to reign in. I continue to sip the burning alcohol that I am drinking, my excitement continues to grow at the thought of seeing Drake. Noth