Real Player Never Lose Novels & Stories

I always wanted to play against someone who wasn’t an AI. “Easy, Sweet Cakes, I haven’t explained the rules yet.” The half grin, half smirk lifted a corner of his mouth in that flirtatious smile I have grown accustomed to. “Okay, what are the rules?” I looked forward to seeing how well I could play against a real person. “Simple. Losers must do a dare while the winner must reveal a truth.”

Elara shouted, her voice lost in the surge of the crowd's cheers. Julian didn't flinch. He didn't even look at her. He simply tapped his stick on the ice—clack, clack, clack—the universal signal for the puck to drop. "He’s been 'Hard-Wired' for the League," Rhys’s voice crackled in their collars. "He’s the 'Apex-Asset.' To him, you aren't teammates. You’re the Opening-Act Opponents. And in the Sovereign League, the losers don't get a 'Game Over' screen. They get Disassembled."