Solo Player Novels & Stories

As I'm staring at the wall I hear the door open. I can't bring myself to see who walked in. Being alone is my new life now. I don't want my hopes up when someone comes to drag me out of the room, only to be left alone in the end. The door closes with a loud click and feet make their way towards me. I close my eyes in an attempt to stop the temptation of looking to see who's here. Please just leave me alone.

It was half a task to take out over twenty people, but over one hundred and fifty? So, that only meant one thing. He had to team. Merely thinking about it made Erin's skin crawl, let alone do it. He shook his head, and ignored such thoughts. He needed every single penny to himself. He needed to go solo. His cocky attitude dissipated to one of hopelessness. He may arguably be the best player on this game, but he wasn't foolish. He could only take on so many people at once. Even then, no one would team with him willingly or without ulterior motives. Holding his breath, he closed his eyes and signed himself as a solo player hurriedly, before he regretted his choi

"The excitement should start exactly when the game begins. You fucked them up right from the soul transfer. Who would think about enjoying it after telling them 'you can't get out unless you win a lot of instances'. You messed up. That's it." "Fucking assholes teaching me what to do..." The man mumbled. He shifted on the seat awkwardly. In the end, he snarked, "You going to play my next game?" Ezekiel smiled a little. "If Jana agrees to play it, then I guess I have to follow suit. I realized playing solo is less fun. I have to have someone to get to, so I would feel more persistent."

As the Moonlight Festival drew near, the game introduced a special event where couples could team up to complete quests and unlock exclusive rewards. As a solo player, finding a mate felt impossible. However, the rewards were simply too good to pass up. With that in mind, I decided to post a message in the game lobby to see if I could find someone to team up with temporarily. The moment I hit send, my inbox was flooded with a rush of messages. A player named "Solitary Sailor" immediately caught my eye. I couldn't tell if his profile photo was actually him, but the sharp jawline spoke volumes about his good looks. Not to mention, in the bottom right of the phot

I feel so alone. --------------------

I am seriously regretting this game I started. There is nothing I can do tonight, so I slowly rise from the hard floor and dust myself off. I eat a light dinner and make a cup of hot tea. Next, I head upstairs to take a long bath. I begin filling the clawtooth tub with warm water and add in some of my favorite rose bath oils before lighting candles around the room. This is my sanctuary and exactly what I need right now. I lean my head back and breathe in the rose and amber from the candles as Frank Sinatra’s smooth melodic voice fills the room. I was just about to drift off to sleep when suddenly I felt a shift in the atmosphere. Power, raw angry power was headed my way. I see no point in ge

And to be done with this ceremony. The picking went on, Mika was second to pull from the sack and picked out the number twelve. Nila drew one, and she would fight in the first match. Boro was paired with Jun, a swordsman of middling skill. On and on like this the drawing went till finally Fur went, there was only one open slot left for him and Boro's heart dropped when he realized that it was not Mika who would face him but Nila. To her credit, she gave no outward sign that she was afraid or nervous to face him.

I try encouraging myself but I guess I knew the real truth. My life is a mess and I guess my symbol is loneliness. Thinking about living in this hellish world alone, brings more sadness to my heart as i burst out in tears. I pick up the nearest pillow, and cry out my misfortune to it. After crying for what seems to be almost an hour, I dry up my face with my blue sleeveless top.