The Status Game Novels & Stories

The world before my eyes began to crumble. The Coronation Hall, the bloodstained throne, Killian’s cooling corpse... Everything shattered like a mirror struck by a heavy hammer, dissolving into countless motes of light. The System’s voice rang out in the void one last time, filled with arrogant charity: [Congratulations on clearing the game. Wish granted: Full Resurrection.] [Disconnecting...] [Game Over.] Route 66, The RV. A violent jolt. I snapped my eyes open.

And tomorrow, one way or another, I was going to find out who. I lay awake until dawn, body aching, mind racing. The game had changed. And I was no longer sure I knew the rules.

He pointed the speaker to the crowd. The girls yelled in excitement while the guys toasted to the beginning of a lustful game. Laughter echoed through the crowd. “There's a clause”. The host waited for a minute when he heard no murmuring. “If you complete it, you stay in the game”. “And if not?”. A girl held her back. “Then you pay the penalty and mind you, you pay in kind”. The guys yelled in excitement while smiling. The setting didn't sit well with me but then, I wanted to see how it went. Sarah was very much interested in the game.

"Natalie, why don't I give the necklace back to you? I shouldn't have accepted it in the first place." The moment her hand touched the necklace, Hunter spoke. "Keep it." Then, he turned to me and stressed, "Whoever drew it got it." I chuckled softly. The private room fell silent for a moment, and Hunter's gaze grew colder. Gabriel frowned and said, "Natalie, it was just a game. Did you really have to make an issue out of it?" Then, he stepped in front of Tiffany. His voice remained gentle, but to me, it felt like a knife pressing against my throat.

"It's just that I don't know if I can even look at Stephen. I don't think I can go as a spy into his house now." Rhonda sighed. She turned around and looked at Emma. " I can understand how complicated this is for you but you need to be strong Emma. Life is not a fairy tale. Life is a complicated game. We are like players in the eyes of God. He puts a game in front of us and watches it. It's up to us, how we play it. You can be a Sonya blade or you can be the evil Shang Tsung." "This is different Rhonda. Has there been anyone who broke your heart?"

Eve said. She came to sit close to him, and she took his hand in hers. She smiled. "I really love your shirt." Elvin grinned. "Thanks. I was scared it wouldn't be your size." "So, the game we are playing, was it like the kind you and Lisa played?" Eve asked. Elvin slightly shook his head. "No. Yours is more complex. More arranged. Filled with more deception and seduction." Everybody was a pawn in this game. The entire city was like a board game. If Elvin tried to flee from her, Eve would lockdown the entire nation, and she knew the right people to call.

She took a few steps back. I slowly looked to both girls before flinging my hands. Scissor, paper, paper. That was the outcome. And I was scissors.... "Yes!", I jumped for some reason. "Why so happy? You don't even know the rules", Freya rolled her eyes. The game master stepped forward. "Oakbay academy will do the seeking". I was lost in thought as to whether that was a good or bad thing? There were twenty-nine players left altogether. "The other schools will hide while you'll try to kill them. Only Oakbay is allowed to use weapons"

Cornelio explaining the simple rule of the game. “What if both of you get hit? Is that mean draw?” ask Hazel. “There will be no draw state in this game, or they will call this game as the name is.” Said Cornelio. “Hmph! Don’t get too cocky!” said Nathan. “The game will be played with that condition, are you ready?” said Cornelio. “Fine, I’ll play your shitty game.” Said Nathan. “Alright.” Said Cornelio. He just shoots Nathan immediately and the game quickly ended like how it started.

No matter what age or gender can't be spared in the least. Even those who can't protest were caged like animals just so the dominion could use them as they please. What a typical 'conqueror' gameplay. He played this sort of games at times but since he felt this was something that he couldn't handle, he quitted. However, the knowledge and experience of playing such games led him to know some of the important points. One, the big nations always have some sort of feud. Of course, they'd fight for power and influence.

"you know the rules young man. You loose, you get a finger cut off.. You still in? " He growled. "Let's play old man. I've got other things to take care of other than you. " The guy replied with a scowl on his face. A man walked up to them shortly with card and placed them on the table. What sort of a game was this? 'you loose, you get a finger cut off. ' I could clearly remember his words. Who in his right senses will agree to play a game over his own health. Cut a f*cking finger off.