Minecraft Visual Novel Game Novels & Stories

“And she wasn’t innocent either. No one in this game is.” Nico’s jaw tightened as he watched the exchange. Nero’s tone turned deadly. “So you partnered with Viktor,” his gaze flickered to the body on the floor. “And Luigi,” Rea added casually. “Our cousin was quite easy. He hated you enough to be useful. Viktor was not as easy as Luigi, even though he hated you too. But he had his incentives.” She smirked. “He was my lover as well,” she added, shooting Nico a death glare. But the latter barely reacted, and this stung her deeply.

That's one of many unacceptable things his sky high ego utterly refused. The graphics in the game were just too realistic, and Uriel wholeheartedly admitted it now, putting his difficult nature to the side for just a rare moment. From the slits in the skin, the blood gushing out of the wounds, the pain- it was too hyper realistic. Way too realistic. It made his skin crawl, his virtual skin, that is. The mere thought of his virtual skin crawling made his skin crawl - a seldom ceasing paradox. He laid there, quivering, as he allowed all war-like flashbacks to invade his cognisance. No wonder this game is eighteen and over, Uriel pondered. As you may have figured, V is Uriel, Uriel is V; though

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Her lips kept moving, but my attention had already shifted to the floating comments that had suddenly appeared in front of me. After quietly observing for a few days, I realized something. I was the only one who could see them. From what I could piece together, this world was actually an ongoing webnovel. And the female lead? Mia Lane. Apparently, she’d bound herself to some kind of “malice system.” Seriously? She actually got to be the main character? I looked at her arrogant expression and felt a wave of disgust… but mostly, it was just ridiculous. I curled my lips into a faint, dismissive smile.

"Let's go save the NPCs." Ren pressed his eye against the rubber cup of the thermal scope. Through the Vanguard’s flawless 100% graphical filter, the environment looked exactly like a high-end, dystopian sci-fi game. The graffiti sprayed on the concrete walls—which Ren knew were actual Swahili protest slogans from the real-world slums—were rendered as glowing, jagged alien runes. The "Scourge" enemies patrolling the catwalks looked like terrifying, asymmetrical monstrosities with chitinous armor and glowing red eyes.

I already know which house I’m going to choose. “Miss Veyne,” Ravenwood says again, impatience creeping into his tone. “Choose.” The room stills completely. Every set of eyes locks onto me. I swallow hard, forcing my feet to move forward. Until I reach the pillar with the claw symbol. The second I stop beside him, tension slams into the room. Whispers erupt immediately. Lorie’s expression darkens instantly. Jasper’s brows lift with obvious interest, as if he’s watching his favorite tv show. Lucien goes completely still, not giving away a single emotion. But Archer? He looks furious.

Mira landed gracefully beside him. He groaned. “That feels unfair.” Mira adjusted her jacket. “Life has always been unfair.” “We’re dead.” “Exactly.” A casino surrounded them. Slot machines moved on their own. Coins spilled onto blood-covered floors. A screen flashed. WIN THE GAME Noah looked panicked. “What game?!” Mira smiled slightly. “Now that…” She stared at the moving machines. “…sounds interesting.” Noah looked sick. “That sentence concerns me.” Elsewhere— Tess crashed into a dark warehouse.

" You didn't even get to half way. “When I get my energy back, I'll pick up where I left off. - I'm waiting for this. ’ Then she gave a happy sigh. — Oh, Nav, there are so many things ahead. "And if they ever run out, we can just start that game of Mischief and Mischief. "Did you really buy that game to try with me?" - Yup. But not for this train journey. I bought it about six months after I met her.

Adian POV I twisted and turned on my bed unable to sleep. It's not like I didn't try... but whenever I would close my eyes her crying face appeard making me guilty every time. I know i should have controlled myself and didn't act so rashly. But what's done is done.. it can't be undone anymore. I signed again thinking about Jes words.... How can I call this love when it has been only few days since I met her... I don't know if she is my soulmate or not or this feelings can be given a name but I know for sure that I'll make her mine..... "Amara.... You're mine and only mine" I mumbled myself and dozed off to sleep.

The me who had no one on my side except me. I could see myself playing a game in some of the images. I remember that game. It was the only thing I enjoyed. ‘Wait... That girl in the game looked familiar to the girl in the mirror.. ‘ I realize in the images the girl from the mirror was also from the game.