The End Is Nigh Game Novels & Stories

99 couldn't speak, but the muscles at the corner of his eyes twitched. I stared fixedly at the digits on the digital clock. 5:59:58 am. 5:59:59 am. 6:00:00 am. Beep. The harsh, cold white light in the room suddenly shifted into a soft, warm yellow. A flat, synthetic mechanical voice echoed through the room without warning. [Congratulations, player. Achievement unlocked: Peaceful Survival. Ten-loop threat removed. Game cleared. Prize money: 900 billion dollars. Funds have been deposited.]

"Freya, this is all fake, isn’t it? He isn’t your mate. You just found someone to provoke me. Right?" I frowned faintly and replied evenly, "Raelor, know your place. Whoever I choose as my future mate has nothing to do with you. Half a year ago, we ended everything." Lyndra let out a cold laugh from her seat. "You’re the one who drove her away. What are you clinging to now?" Raelor seemed not to hear. He stepped closer, his eyes locked on me. "I’ve ended things with Seraphine. I’ve dealt with her. Freya… Give me another chance."

"But that's sudden. We just got into a partnership. You're just going to throw it away?" I pulled her fingers off me and stepped away. "It's in its final phase. My partner can handle the rest. I have another project to handle." My stepping away hurt her heart. She stared at me, dazed. Lauren extended her trembling hand, and it hung in midair. Her instincts told her I was not coming back, but she asked, "When are you coming home?" I shook my head and put on a smile. "Never." Sorrow crept onto her face. She stared at me in disbelief. She kept trying to grab me, but I kept moving back, so she stopped. Like an abandoned puppy, she did not have the courage to move forward to someone who had just

“Open it.” Nico reached under the console and withdrew a velvet-lined box. The same one that was on the screen. He set it on the table and flicked the clasp. Inside, a single chess piece lay on its side: a knight, carved from onyx. Beside it was a folded slip of card. He slid the card to Nero. Nero opened it with a thumb, eyes flicking once across the line. “‘Check,’” he read aloud, the word drained of surprise, of anything but cold interest. “Cute,” he added, turning the card around to see if there was anything on the back.

Not happy endings. **************************************************

Just purpose. **The End.**

Home. THE END.

No more endings. Just forever.

The user at the top started typing. ‘The game is about to begin. For the first game, you’ll be given some set of riddles and you have just 6minutes as a deadline for you to answer. We will both play in turns and whoever wins the finals passes but if you fail, it will lead to the death of one of your loved ones.” The moment I finished reading it, it disappeared from my screen. Okay this is getting a bit creepy but can someone tell this dumbass to stop playing with the life of my loved ones? Can we just get the game started? Pfff!

There's nothing I can ask for more. - The End -