Shiro From No Game No Life Novels & Stories

I lied again cos I knew I had to make sure he believed it. Ares looked at the hairpin momentarily. “I don’t need to ask. I already know you didn't come for pillow talk.” I opened my mouth but no words came so I pursed them shut “You don't need to say anything. For freedom, a person can even do the insane. I will tell you though, there is no such thing as freedom. Let's say you succeeded to kill the groom and end your forced marriage, would it change that someone will always control your life?”

After this final plan, there would be no more turning back. The game of death and revenge would finally start turning. “No innocent will die, Shinro.” This was a promise not to Shinro but to herself and to her wolf. “What will you tell Alpha Dylan? He is still your mate. And he is the alpha. He is bound to know that shit is going down.”

“Just in case you have no idea, my fiancée here is carrying my child.” “Child!” I gasped, my eyes getting even wider as my heart slammed against my chest. “The anonymous boyfriend I told you about is Kendrick. I'm sorry for the heartbreak. It's not as if I meant it.” Kiara laughed, exchanging a swift kiss with Kendrick. Blinking my eyes rapidly, I tried to push back the scene before me, but it had been stamped neatly on my mind. “Our union was loveless, we were forced into this, and I can't take it anymore. We should cut the ties binding us and let's go our separate ways.”

SYSTEM ALERT: UNAUTHORIZED ACCESS DETECTED PLAYER COMMUNICATION PROTOCOL: COMPROMISED INITIATING CONTAINMENT PROTOCOLS ISOLATING NODES 1-347 ESTIMATED TIME TO COMPLETE ISOLATION: 3 MINUTES "No!" Lyra lunged for the console, but the Architect held her back with surprising strength. "You can't stop it with force. It will overwhelm you. The game has had centuries to build its defenses. We need to be smarter." The orbs were dimming rapidly, the precious connections she'd forged fading into silence. Three hundred forty-seven voices, silenced in seconds. On the screen, messages cut off mid-sentence:

“That’s right. Keep fighting. You know I don’t mind hurting you. You’re nothing but some dirty whore who can’t even fuck right.” I can’t scream because of his hands. I can’t fight because of his weight. I can’t do anything to stop him. Maybe, just maybe, this time he’ll kill me, and it will be over. No, I can’t let him win. I bite down on his hands hard, and he pulls back. “HELP, HELP. SOMEBODY HELP ME. HELP ME! “SAM, WAKE UP.” Somebody’s shaking me, but I can’t escape.

Please, let me out of here! "So damn tasty," he whispered against my ear, beginning to trace a trail down my neck while I continued to scream frantically, desperately trying to drive him away. When I felt his hand begin to slide downward across my stomach, the sheer panic made my lungs seize, making it incredibly difficult to draw a full breath. Please, someone just end my life. I cannot endure this torment again. Just kill me. Suddenly, the heavy bedroom door swung open with a loud thud. The abrupt disruption didn't do anything to ease my frantic state, but the moment the panicked voice of a woman echoed into the room, a tiny, fragile spark of hope ignited in my chest.

If he could not see what was happening in the game, he would not be bothered by it. “I can do it,” Sharon said confidently. However, even with two teammates supporting her, she was still unable to defeat Seven. In the end, due to the top lane being destroyed, the game ended ahead of time. Sharon had lost to Seven without a doubt. After Sharon sent the friend request to Seven, she nervously stared at the screen and prayed in her heart for her request to be accepted. After a few seconds, there was a notification from the system that Seven had accepted her friend request.

No one needed to know it took all of her will to keep her knees from giving out. "Lycaon knows; as do I; if you push this issue, Emily will not be the only life lost here today. William and I will die with her. It's doubtful we'll be the only ones,” Paoli said. It was a subtle threat, but a threat, nonetheless. “If you would die for a worthless mortal, you deserve no better,” Lilith hissed bitingly. “No life is worthless. Certainly not Emily's," Paoli argued smoothly, as if he had all the time in the world.

Sleepy, Smile, and Hisoka expressed their discomfort outwardly, shaking their heads. Anything but that game. The game came with intent. A murderous intent at that. “Chill. It’s just a mere game. Similar to catch me if you can.” “With weapons!” “Killing intent!” “And our psychic power.” Again, those three spoke in that order. “Hah~” Are they really the people that Shadow taught? What the hell is this? Black Shadow was also frustrated. He looked around, thinking of something else when another idea emerged from his mind.

But the sheer thought of how easy it was for Shiro to disregard life was beyond me. “It’s okay,” Cillian said as he ran his fingers through my hair. “It’s not supposed to make sense. Death never does.” “We’ll catch you both tomorrow at the Lobos,” Hatchett said as he turned and walked out of the room. “I know this sucks and all,” AP said, “but look at it this way… now we can bring the rain on Shiro.” “Later, AP,” Cillian said. Slowly the room emptied until it was just me and Cillian. I pulled away from him and stared into his eyes.