Low Dimensional Game Novels & Stories

Lloyd smiled calmly and intentionally twisted their words. When he looked at me, his eyes were filled with provocation. Despite being my girlfriend, Naomi said nothing and just kept watching short videos. I shook my head. “I lost, so I’ll accept the punishment.” Since Wendy did not answer the phone, I sent her a voice message. “Dating is more interesting than working. Do you want a boyfriend, Miss Clark?” I even attached a selfie. Everyone in the room fell into a strange state of silence. Naomi froze and shifted her eyes away from her phone to stare at me intensely.

I was poisoned with wolfsbane by my destined mate's side chick. Woke up in a whole new world. Before I could figure out what was going on, a creepy voice dropped into my head: [Welcome to the Dark Citadel.] [Survive seven days in the castle to clear the game.] [Initial players: 30. Current players: 30.] [Have a great game.] The voice vanished. We were all just standing there, thirty strangers in some dramatic-looking grand hall.

CHAPTER 68 THIRD-PERSON POV The game finally started, Ren's group which is the XIX Tier moved their way to clear the minions on their respective lanes. Starting of the game may be bored to others but that is how the players fatten up. All of their farm and try not to can't as much as possible before getting at least an item. Ashley was so focused on watching trying to make some notes on the said gameplay. She was expecting that jerk's performance was hype just like what the articles say about him.

His response was a dull smile but inside, his thoughts were darker than the words he let slip. “If you’re playing me, Amira… if this is all some game, if you’re the snake Rhea claims you are… I’ll cut the smile off your lips before you ever use it against me again. And I’ll bury you so deep in the ground no one will ever whisper your name.”

Adriano says jerking me from my thoughts. "Truce" I agree, lying to his face. Smiling, I offer him my hand. Sorry Babe I think as I help him up from the floor, I made a deal with the devil and it's your soul that he wants.................. [Song: Black widow - Iggy Azalea feat. Rita Ora]

From what I saw, he barely had time to eat. He was silent for a long moment before he said, "Luca and I hung out in the kitchen a lot as kids. We had a game room, pool, all the latest toys...pretty much everything anyone under the age of twelve could want. But sometimes, we wanted company other than each other, and the chef was one of the few people in the household who treated us like actual people. He let us play around in there when he wasn't cooking." Dante shrugged. "We were kids. We experimented."

As Zach had said, when my father gave me the ten million, it wasn't because I had sweet-talked him. It was because of his twisted amusement—he enjoyed playing with people, watching them struggle in the mud. The more they fought, the happier he became.

He died bleeding and the game rewarded me greatly. I wasn’t really interested in the money, but I discovered I enjoyed playing the game so much. I had just two body parts left to collect after two weeks of playing. After clearing the game…. I started again. A month after, I invited Kendrick because that was the only way I’d be able to talk about the game with him. After explaining everything, he went along with me. “As long as it makes you happy”, he said. By the 11th grade, I was already ranked #20. A set of twins joined our class then and seemed pretty interested in me. They told me they were players and ranked #15.

Or whatever the hell is running through his mind. "If you want out of here." I flick my forefinger around the basement. "You're going to have to play a game." I give him a smile, the one I reserve for slime balls like him. He stares at me dumbly, waiting for me to continue speaking. I chuckle mirthlessly before continuing. "It's called the game of beat me if you can." Ridges appear on his forehead as he stumbles up. He bunches his hands into fists and I nod approvingly. "That's right, now come closer, or do you plan on fighting with the air?" Koldis chuckles once again from behind me.

The screen popped up, and he began to peruse his options. The first one seemed to nearly demand his attention, flickering brightly. "Basic comprehension of the Laws of Dimension. Allows the contributor to master the basics of the Laws of Dimension. Seven hundred grace points." The description was simple enough, but it made Wilbur gasp in surprise.