SURVIVING THE DEMON GAMES WITH THE LYCAN KING
“Whatever organ you land on… will be removed.”
Once more silence.
Except this was deafening.
It was heavy, and suffocating.
My stomach turned.
“And yes,” it added cheerfully, “you might survive. Probably, or not.”
Someone vomited, probably from irritation
The doll clapped again, ignoring the young man like he was just acting.
“Let the games begin!”
“The first mini-game is the BLIND TRUST GAME."
The floor shifted, pushing us to the sides.
A massive chessboard stretched before us.