Unspeakable Gaming Minecraft Novels & Stories

"Can you tell me what triggered that?" "I recently returned from a hell where political corruption and genocide reign supreme. I've seen moms torn from their newborn babies and fathers slain in front of their children, and I've been powerless to stop it. Thousands of orphans’ sick with diseases that would kill them before they reach adulthood have come to my attention. Because there was no one else to grieve him, I had to bury a dead infant and wept over his grave."

The 30 over Rank 3 Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsmen fixed their eyes on Lucas, looking forward to hearing his reply. Lucas smiled and said after a few seconds, "Is there anything scary about the Underworld Stream?" "Hahaha!!!" The 30 over Rank 3 Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsmen burst into loud laughter. It was as though they had never heard such a ridiculous joke before. "Is it really that hilarious?" Lucas' stunning face had a puzzled look on it.

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And somehow, that promise doesn’t scare me. The world should fear Damian Bernardi. But me? I never have. Because I know, I’m the only thing he will never destroy. End of Unspoken Promises…. Please let me know what you think….. Book Two - Unspoken Truths - Coming Soon

"Technically, you're in a near-death state. You only get your life back if you clear the game." "What if your Anxiety Level hits zero?" I asked. "Do you get a special reward? Like, God Mode?" The group fell into a strange silence. Then, they burst into laughter. "Hahaha! God Mode?" Marcus was laughing so hard he was crying. "Sweetheart, you think this is a video game?" "Anxiety at zero? Impossible," the guy in glasses scoffed. "Unless you're a robot or something." Ethan was frowning at me. "Ava, your player profile—"

It could make you blind. Me: Delete this whole thread, Dean. Now. I space out my words, trying to bury the image so he won’t see it when he opens the text. Me: Don’t Me: Even Me: Look Me: Just Me: Delete Archer: What are you doing? Me: Burying the image. OMG OMG Archer: So you don’t want me to screenshot it and send again? Me: NO I set my phone down, laughing to keep from crying. Sucking it up, I call Dean. His phone rings. And rings. And rings.

My voice was high, and I winced as I realized that anyone could have heard what I said. "So, you want her to care about you?" Gamma Samuel asked. His voice was dripping with both amusement and mockery. I couldn't understand what he thought was so funny or why he thought that I said something that I shouldn't have. Either way, I didn't care about him at all or what he thought about what I said.

Leo saw the post and tried logging out, but couldn't, and then he remembered few days ago they tried to log out, and they couldn't, but after a while everything was sorted, and he thought it was just a bug, so maybe it's the same bug again, but now it's happening to everybody, but then he saw a text he received in game from hecktech; it was the username for Joey, He texted that this is dangerous, and before he could tell more, there was a huge video popped up in front of all the player. The video started playing for the players only; all the NPC present were frozen in their place, no matter the level or the stats of the NPC. In the video, there was a person with a black wolf mask saying, "He

"F*ck! I was terrified to death! It's excessively frightening!" "This reaper is so strong! It's so frightening!" "That is incredible, that is truly extraordinary. This little charlatan passed on excessively well!" "Today is by all accounts strangely ridiculous!" "Which livestream wasn't horrendous? Each livestream is ridiculous!" "Truth be told, however this time it's significantly more ridiculous than previously! This is just the main game, and there's now a particularly appalling demise. Just a head's been shaved off by the reaper!" Projectile messages were conveyed in a thick stream, and a wide range of remunerations were sent over, as though they were free. The whole live transmission ro