Player 380 Death Novels & Stories

"She couldn't speak. She could barely breathe. When I saw that... it scared me... I wanted to call a doctor, an ambulance, someone to help. She called me over, to-told me to sit down and listen carefully. She said she wanted me to promise her something before she goes..." Damien let out a sigh and wiped his tears. Ashleigh could feel tears building up in her eyes too. "She said I should promise to move on and continue being a good man... promise to live life to the fullest and not let anything stop me from doing so... be it sickness, be it poverty, be it loss, I should take it all as it comes. "I promised her I would then she... sh-she closed her eyes a-a-and that was it. She just... died...

He sighed in relief, but more notifications pilled up. [Beenedict has died!] [Rhino 10 has died!] [Rhino 5 has died!] [Rhino 4 has died!] The Gorilla was laughing as it threw punches enveloped in blue fire, the poor Rhino that was in front of it reduced to ashes in mere seconds. Beenedict was still melting by the acid that the Gorilla spit on him. [Rhino 7 has died!]

Mom let out a cold laugh. "She's not dead. She's still alive; she just refuses to save her sister." The foreign doctor immediately pulled up his phone, showing the hospital records from three years ago that documented my death during emergency treatment. Mom stared at the screen, then studied the doctor's face intently. Her expression darkened. "I've never seen you before! You're one of Cassidy's actors, aren't you? Looks like this death record is fake too! I can't believe Cassidy would go through all this trouble just to get out of saving her sister."

This was, without a doubt, the best reunion ever! I settled Lily by the fireplace to get warm. Just then, the robotic voice sounded again: [Initial Players: 40; Survivors: 25.] Fifteen players. Dead already. And all they did was pick a room. I opened the system panel and squinted at the screen to read the small text. Players were swapping intel in the main channel, talking about how the others died. [Muscly_Tommy]: Holy shit! The werewolf on the third floor tore that football player to pieces! Blood all over the walls!

One item after another flew from my hands, as if they were worthless. For the first time, real fear crossed the man's face. He had probably never even seen this many SSS-grade items in his life. He couldn't fight back. Not against this. His resolve shattered in seconds. The system message rang out. [Player Bill Walton has been eliminated.] My account instantly ticked up by 1,000 coins. That was my reward for taking down a high-level player. The chat stayed frozen. No one typed a word, utterly stunned. A long moment passed before someone finally asked, [Is this even real?]

Chapter 10: Enjoy the Apocalypse The line went completely dead, leaving nothing but a heavy, ringing silence in my ears. I slowly pulled the phone away from my face and stared at the dark screen, my breath catching in my throat. The call had ended with a brutal crash of breaking glass and a terrified scream that cut off right in the middle of a breath. "LUS " I whispered, "did the signal just die?" [The connection was lost due to a drop in local cellular tower output, Host Eva. However, Marcus's phone remains powered on and connected to the grid. He is still alive.]

Sabotaging another player is low. [Didn't she get those two killed yesterday and take their items?]

SURVIVAL MILESTONE ACHIEVED REWARD AUTHORIZED Kai frowned immediately. "Oh, that's definitely a trap." Noah pointed at the screen. "Why does reward sound threatening?" The next words appeared. THREE EXTRA LIFE MEDALS GRANTED Even Jax looked surprised. The message continued. EACH PLAYER HAS BEEN AWARDED THREE RESURRECTIONS UPON DEATH: LIFE CONSUMED UPON LOSS OF ALL LIVES: PERMANENT ERASURE USE THEM WISELY Above every player's head, glowing numbers appeared.

"But I remember the feeling of your hand in mine. And I would rather die in this life than live in one where I don't know your name." ​"Then you will die together!" Silas roared. ​He waved his hand, and the stained-glass windows of the Great Hall shattered. From the darkness outside, a thousand black-winged Reapers poured in, their mechanical stingers humming with the frequency of death. ​"Back to back?" I asked, stepping up to Julian’s side, my Scythe humming in sync with his sword. ​Julian looked at me, a wolfish, familiar smile touching his lips. The silver marks on his face were fully active now, glowing with a brilliance that blinded the front row of nobles.

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.