Player 001 X Player 456 Novels & Stories

This is Tobi. I quickly picked up my phone and was about to construct a reply to him but Calvin got my attention. "Who's that?" I couldn't tell Calvin that a classmate of mine helped me. He will be furious and add the fact that it's a guy. "It's just a wrong number. I’m just reading the text" I said as I kept the phone in my pocket

[ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ] ⬛ 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞 : 𝐑𝐮𝐛𝐲 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫 𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 : 𝟏𝟑 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 : 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐝'𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 :

Bag after bag of plasma was pumped into my veins. One raw, guttural scream tore out of me, and then the sound of a baby crying filled the room. On my phone, the screen was still frozen on one last image. Jasper and Fiona were locked in a kiss beneath the Aurelian Tower. I held my crying son and let the tears fall without stopping.

"Nothing. I can't help but think that you're an odd one." She ignored the woman and continued to stare at the billboard. As she gets closer to it, she finally came to read the names as well as the rank. She got the last number. "Whaat? Five hundredth spot?!" Denise nodded graciously. "My level is higher than you but look at me, I ranked four hundred and ninety-five. Your spot means something, okay?" "But doesn't that mean there are only five hundred players inside the game?" "Who told you that?" Denise rubbed her face. "There are millions of us, Jana. There are thousands and hundreds of thousand players out there— you managed to be the five hundredth best player."

"It's fine. My parents can wait. I just wanted to give you this." Stretching his hand, he handed a folded shirt to me, biting on the side of his lip. Curiously, I let it loose, lowering my head to see what it was. A gasp escaped my lips. It's his jersey. It's spelt Dylan at the back. Then his number 7. Wow. "I might not get to play, but I still think you should have it." It was my turn to bite my lips, a tiny red spot evident on both cheeks.

“Instance loading complete. New player account bound!” The voice was a flat, synthetic drone in my skull. A massive, translucent panel materialized in the void before me, numbers glowing with cold finality. “Player ID: 666666.” “Level: 0.” “Points: 0.”

Nonetheless, after I entered the house, I fended off the deviant for a while to avoid arousing suspicion. But within hours, he cornered me into a room. And when his axe came swinging, I didn't run and was even smiling as I met it, my blood splattering all over the floor. [Beep! Player's 100th death confirmed. Rewards will be given, and the player will be teleported back to the real world!] "Ben!" Just before I died, I saw Mila charging into my room toward my body. But this time, she wasn't getting a response.

“And until there is, it remains speculation.” Jeff Sandler’s fingers tapped lightly against his armrest. Patterns don’t lie, he thought. The final players were introduced, including another highly ranked contender known for aggressive close-combat gameplay, a crowd favorite and a constant thorn in Syntax’s side. Four names now dominated the air. Obsidian_13. NYX. Syntax. And the unnamed powerhouse. The players were guided into their individual pods, sleek, glass-enclosed structures that descended slowly into the arena floor. The pods sealed with a soft hiss, lights igniting around each one.

he look away, unable to explain himself. She glare. “If you don't want to play it, the don't! You dob't have to confuse people like myself!” He stunned, glance at her who the system called Player 9.9B. He didn't actually expect her to say such a thing. He forgot... He shouldn't have carried away. Yet he can't help it. “It's okay to you?” His hands form a fist. “It's okay to have this game where people-” He hardly remembering what happen to those players bathing their own blood, unidentified by the gruesome and gore.

Anna teases me and I laugh. "You know it's not like that. I'm just confused. On one hand there's Tyler who keeps giving me mixed signals. I don't even know where I stand with him at this point and then there's Jace who's asking me to be his girlfriend" I groan. "I think you should just be patient with Tyler,who knows he might feel the same way for you" Anna tells me while Tiffany advises me to move on and stop wasting my time hoping on Tyler. "You know one thing about Players? They never ever change no matter how hard you try. There's this saying. What is it again?" She puts her finger on her jaw as if thinking about something,"Yeah,once a player,always a player" she finishes.