Survival Game Novels & Stories

I was sucked into some game world with 99 other people. The system's robotic voice announced, "Welcome, all 100 players, to the Survival of the Poorest. Starting funds: 50 dollars. Objective: Survive 7 days inside the game. The winner gets one million dollars in prize money! Overspending, dying, or stepping outside the designated area will be treated as a forfeit, and you will carry one million dollars in debt." The voice paused for a moment. Then, with a sly tone, it continued, "Now then, do any cowards want to back out?"

As a line of words and a voice appeared, his vision became dim. [Confirming User ID:] [Authenticating User ID...]Mike, a 17-year-old orphan who lives in a union welfare home, welcomes you [Authenticating Element][Entering Single Player Dungeon] [Background: The game will begin shortly]The city is being hit by war. The public is not ready for it. The majority of them were killed in the crossfire, leaving civilians like you to struggle to survive in the city's rubble. You occasionally feel frightened by shootings. The thugs and rebels have no intention of halting the fighting. They want to destroy everything, and their eyes are filled with rage and violence!] [Main Objective: Survive for seven

He lifted me into his arms, but I pushed weakly against his chest. “Don’t touch me.” He froze. For the first time, I saw real fear in his eyes. “Aria, I didn’t know. I came back for the ring. I didn’t know they would—” “You left me here,” I whispered. His arms tightened around me, but before he could speak again, engines sounded outside the villa. Doors opened. Footsteps crossed the hall with clean, controlled precision. Professor Evelyn Shaw entered with two lawyers, a project doctor, and a security team from the institute.

I shrugged. "You guys asked for best ways in and that's what i'm giving you. Unfortunately there's not many and that's just the reality of it. Deep Ridge has had good security for a long time and trying to find ways around it is not something I was good at. However I would have warriors try to sneak into the pack territory and anyone who actually made it through I would find a way so that whatever method they did would never work again. I'm sure Amelia and Kyle remember those drills." Kyle nodded. "Yeah they weren't exactly easy, we had to be creative. Problem was though that after a while we stopped being able to come up with a way to get to her." I nodded.

Everyone's expression was blank so I was forced to explain the unique madness I had thought of. I stand in front. "Listen everyone. Since Mr. Gunford wants a theme for the anniversary, I think... The zombie theme game is good. It's a survival game just like Z-Land from Yuno." "What? It's a game?" Benedict asked as if the boredom was gone. "Yes! Like Manila Outbreak! It's a chasing game with tons of participants." "Care to tell us the details?" asked President Gunford. I explained to everyone the whole mechanics of the activity. The choice of the place where the activity will take place. Must be deserted or uninhabited, wide and many twists and turns.

He took out a small wire from his pocket and started tying Miranda’s hand at the back while making her knelt on the ground. “We are going to play a game.” BOOM My face paled when he spoke those words, A Game… A game of death. “This game is called Open and Alive…” He said with a slight hint of excitement in his voice. “The one whose eyes stayed open all the time will stay alive and the one who blinks… would die…” He spoke and I saw Miranda’s eyes widening in acknowledgment. “But… How would that be interesting, huh?” He looked at Miranda to me, “Hmmm…” He tapped his chin as though he was lost in thinking.

Even immortals failed at keeping their words and the errors of others always came back to hurt the innocent ones. What a pathetic life pattern. “These are the main game rules: for each game passed, immunity points are awarded. Killing a person during the games amps up your point and even after the games— immunity points are awarded” Silent whispers ensued but the voices never rose past that. “This world is Parasite-infested. The air likewise is polluted with mutating chemicals.” Every revelation kept getting sick, my head churned.

The small creatures were shifting; some recoiled from the Vlogger, while others were drawn to the freezer of rotten meat on his back. There was a clash of energy. Content. Food. Survival. A crazy idea—a plan that could only be born from the mind of a 'Level Up Survival Bachelor'—formed in Bima's head. This would be the wildest fight of his life. And he would use the Vlogger BOSS, the Twitchers, and even himself as... ...bait to trick them all, to create the chaos that would open a way out, a path that would lead them directly before the real Fitness Freak AI Master, who was ready to all set to trap everyone in a life-or-death struggle that would alter the fate of this city forever.

Lena said, her voice couldn't be heard by them at this point. "None of them will leave here alive. Remember we are only toiling with them, so you do not have to be bothered." Damian's POV "My intention earlier on was to kill of you but I have reconsidered my decision. Some of you deserve to live but the choice to live lies in your various hands. You all will play a game but this game is not an easy type, it is more like a survival of the fittest type of game," I voiced out. "What do you mean by a survival of the fittest type of game?" Michael, another member asked, looking around. Probably he was having the expectations of seeing the demon that was talking.

Time to stare at the place critically again to look for another route to take right now. I didn't even know another way to go to than to kept on staring at the placing and looking for any other area so as to escape and fo home. I just want to leave here and go back home so that i can live my normal life and i won't ever pirate any other person's life because it has landed to something that had to do with death and life. I am the only one to save myself, it was as if i am playing a survival game, the games i do play in my childhood is turning into reality because i am fighting for survival and had to take different decisions that may lead to my death or my surv