Novel & Cerita It All Starts With Playing Game Seriously Chapter 1

Chapter 31: "Chop of A Lie," ───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ──── ║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 01 - 15 - 2027 ║ ║ Friday║ 3rd Midnight of the Games ║ The game had begun, and I could only hope to survive the lies, schemes and humiliations that were sure to follow before I finally found a way to escape this place of malice and ill intent.

I hit the ground with a hard thud. My head bounced off the ground. The wood floors beneath me didn’t budge. I had the good sense to put my wings away, or they would’ve been damaged. I tried to get up but couldn’t, the power that brought me here was still weighing me down trapping me to the ground. Again I called for Michael this time out loud screaming his name. I used what power I had to fight back the power again. I had managed to get up still fighting the pressure of the power that brought me here. I heard a chuckle I immediately looked to my left and manifested my sword. No one was there, I heard the laugh again this time behind me I turn quickly back no one there. Feeling like I was bei

“Let’s just play. From there, you’d understand better.” “Hm, okay...” My voice trails off into the air as I proceed to begin. I have nothing else to do anyway, so this would probably help me with passing time. My life has turned into a wheel that just rotates from start to end in a loop, so I can just utilize some of it here. In the first game, I thought I was just going to be moving my players, until suddenly, I find myself out of players and he says, “Checkmate.”

"So how do we play this game?" "It's actually quite simple, all you have to do is say the truth or drink... It's either you drink if u don't want to answer the question that will be issued to you" I stare incredulously at her. "That's a child game" "Is that a I'm in or not?" she pushes paying no attention to my comment. I heave a sigh then nod. "Sure why not" She nods in agreement, "I always knew you were no coward" I roll my eyes, "So who is going first?"

“These questions aren't enough to make it difficult for you… This sentence internally… The taboo of revealing identity will result in death. How reckless?” “New recreations reach first to me, everything else… Nothing.” “You let go of Lady Alice. I just came up with a very interesting game. The game is called 1:1. Sound mesmerizing?” "I haven't asked the last question yet." “The first question you asked two questions, I answered them both. Law is law, fair contract. To say is to do.” "Okay. Put her down.”

And when the thought dawned to her, the realization unsettled her even more than the game itself. *]:pointer-events-auto R6Vx5W_threadScrollVars scroll-mb-[calc(var(--scroll-root-safe-area-inset-bottom,0px)+var(--thread-response-height))] scroll-mt-[calc(var(--header-height)+min(200px,max(70px,20svh)))]" dir="auto" data-turn-id="request-WEB:9549e5e0-fdd4-4643-821b-cd8f5866c1fd-9" data-turn-id-container="request-WEB:9549e5e0-fdd4-4643-821b-cd8f5866c1fd-9" data-testid="conversation-turn-12" data-scroll-anchor="false" data-turn="assistant"> "Let's start the game, I don't have all day," Victor suddenly said and everyone immediately began to raise their hands at once, the room that had been quiet

Then Natasha’s voice cuts through my tortured thoughts. “The first game is called…” she pauses, her grin so wide it could swallow the sun, “…The Strongest Ass.” The strongest… what? My brain tries to process this. Oh God, please tell me it’s not what I think it is. She smiles, waving her hands as if she’s conducting an orchestra of chaos. “This game is simple. If the person you’re rooting for has a strong ass that can break iron, he will win!” The crowd erupts…cheering, clapping, shouting. I clutch my head. Everyone here is insane.

“What is it with you? No one talks to me that way!” “This isn't your empire, Miss Princess. Over here, you follow the fucking rules!” He snapped. I flinched. Still confused. “The first ever game is the dead putt.” That voice interrupted, cutting me off from delivering a piece of my mind to this insufferable dude. He helped me earlier, but that doesn't mean he’d act all high and mighty. Every other player had long ignored us. They were all reeling over the game’s name I had failed to catch.

And when the time comes, when she’s faced with the real consequences of her curiosity, we’ll see if she still wants to play this game. But for now, I let the day swallow me up, leaving Alissia behind with her thoughts. Tomorrow, we start the real lesson. When I return home, I walk straight to the board. It stands tall and imposing in the dim light of the room, a silent testament to the work I’ve already begun. I started this the moment I saw her post, and I knew then I needed a new victim—someone Alissia could follow me on. Someone who would serve as her first real experience in the world she’s so desperate to understand.

The first light of morning broke the horizon, pale and cold. Eli approached, exhausted but steady. “They’ve escalated.” “Yes,” Damian said. “And they’ve shown their hand.” “What do you mean?” “They made it personal.” He turned, eyes meeting Eli’s. “Chapter one of this game is over. The next move won’t be theirs.” Outside, thunder rolled one last time — distant now, but lingering. The storm had passed. But the war it carried with it had only just begun.