Non Game No Life Novels & Stories

“I set up a memorial for our child in secret. Will you go and bring it to me?” Looking heartbroken, Leon could never say no to me. At last, no one was there keeping an eye on me. I picked up the teapot from the table and crushed the porcelain under the blanket, careful not to make a sound. I glided the broken shard across my aorta. The System’s notification rang in my mind. “Congratulations on exiting the world, Player. You have three months of life remaining in your original world.” Before I could open my eyes, the System’s voice cut through.

Seeing that her number was identical to mine, I thought it was some kind of prank. But when she reeled off my most shameful secrets, and even knew the passwords to the family's money laundering accounts, I had no choice but to believe. She swore that if Lorenzo took my gun, the family would collapse that very night. So, when Lorenzo called asking for the gun, I refused him flat out. Enraged, Lorenzo stormed into the underground duel with his old Glock, the one with the worn-out firing pin. The gun jammed. He was beaten into a vegetative state.

"But you're going to lose this time. Nancy's already eight. She has a say about who she wants to live with." Nancy hid behind Vivian, and the way she looked at me was distant and cold. She didn't even hesitate when she said, "I want to live with Mom and Jason." I suddenly thought of the video Jason Reed had sent me the night before. Apparently, they celebrated New Year's Day early and already had dinner together. With how happy they looked, they were like a real family of three. At the table, Nancy had frowned and said, "This is all Dad's fault! He makes us celebrate New Year's Day early every year."

A glint of silver—his curved blade slipped and hit the ground with a sharp clang, landing three feet from my boots. He didn't even glance up. Just barked, "Pick it up." The wolves froze. Eyes locked on me, waiting for a show. I knew this game. Last life, he treated me like his damn servant. I didn't move. Just dug my heel into the gravel and said flatly, "You dropped it. You pick it up." The training ground went dead quiet. Even the wind cut out. Kain's head jerked up, eyes lit with rage. "What did you just say?"

I said, even though I didn’t have any money left. But I could sell the villa—it's mine. I heard a mocking laugh. And that was all. No one talked. The front screen lit again and a running red font appeared simultaneously with the sound from earlier: [Congratulations! You have been selected for the Survival Game. Make sure you entertain your audience to get extra hearts.] A chill ran down my spine. Adrenaline peaked to its climax and my body trembled. “Extra what?” I snapped. But it seemed nobody cared to answer.

Natzy stared at him, her mind racing. "And we're hunted," Kyle continued. "By our own crimes." "What does that mean?" Natzy demanded. "You'll see soon enough." Before she could press further, the woman in the business suit called out to Naro. "How do you know this is a game?" she asked, her voice trembling with hope. Naro straightened, trying to look confident. "I'm a game developer. I recognize the structure. The timer, the trials, the rules. It's all designed like a survival game."

Three years after faking my death, Adrian Shaw and our son found me. I fought to get away from them. I cried. I struggled. I told them I'd rather die than go back. Then my seven-year-old son put his hand on my mother's ventilator. Adrian stood beside him, and his voice shook when he said it. "Mia, you pick. "Either your mother suffocates in that bed, or you're Mrs. Shaw again." I was shaking so hard I could barely stand up. But I didn't have a choice. I signed the papers and married him a second time. When I walked back into that house, I became the perfect wife and the perfect mother. Whenever my adopted sister Nina was upset and needed Adrian with her, I never called him — not

He might have also shed a few tears. Noah's_wifey -_- I_love_my_mommy Really, cal? Yes_you_suck How could you, cal? I_pooped I can't believe you abandoned the original ship for a couple of video games! What are you? Five? Noah's_wifey GUYS! LET ME MAKE MYSELF VERY CLEAR! THERE'S NO SHIP HERE. #SINGLE4LIFE GOT IT? I_love_my_mommy ... I_pooped ...

I called out the names of the game displayed, "Fortnite, God of War, Destiny 2, FIFA 21, Mortal Kombat, Grand Theft Auto,... Mr Martinez, it sounds like a movie name." "I don't know any of the names you said." "I don't even know. Um, why don't we try basketball?" He sat on the chair and said, "There's a basketball game listed in the list?" "Yeah, it's something under the nba. Want to play?" "No, you'll win." I laughed and said, "I haven't played like this so I don't think I'll win. Don't worry." He stood and said, "Okay. Let's try that."

You can do this. . . . Natalie's P. O. V I was laughing at one of my dad's jokes. Greg had taken me to see him because he requested it. Jace was there as well as Derek, the eldest and the only one married among them. The Maddox twins were somewhere around the globe being the gamers they make and play video games, earning money from that. They rarely come home except it's very important, otherwise they just video call. Above all, we all get along just fine.