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After that, I only had 30% of my life left, but it was time for Phantasm Life Claiming Attack to cool down again. We seemed to come to a deadlock, and we didn’t have much time. Just as I was thinking about how to end the battle as soon as possible, I heard a loud bang and a notice popped down the screen, “Dark Death used Disintegration Scroll and you lost 72, 571 HP.” Then, I saw myself and Phantasm die at the same time. Phantasm had a skill called Disintegration Scroll, also known as Suicide Bombers. That skill was used to blow up others, and the cost of the player's own life.

Jenna was dumbfounded. "You… You were reborn too?" I pressed my lips together, answering, "Yeah. Maybe the universe noticed how unjustly I died, so it gave me a second chance at life. Jenna, in this life, you're going to face the consequences of your greed." With that, I hung up. On the live stream, Jenna was so devastated she couldn't even cry anymore. As Keith wasn't the type to be merciful, he pinned Jenna to the ground and punched her face repeatedly.

Oliver ordered him, but it didn't break him. "I...I can't..." He replied hesitantly. He loved his business more than his life and didn't want all those dark secrets to come out, for they could destroy everything. "I'm asking one last time... WHO IS IT!!?" Oliver lost his temper. The man on the gunpoint stayed quiet and didn't even move a little. He lowered his head and just waited for his death. "Sorry then..." Oliver said one last time before he pulled the trigger. The bullet went into his head, causing immediate death. Oliver didn't even flinch or have a disturbed expression on his face after killing that guy.

As if he was used to all of this. “It’s better for you to start! If you delay, the system will decrease your points, and if you lose all of your points, you’ll be deleted from the system and the game!” a voice hissed right behind my ear. I jumped in fright. I swallowed as I turned toward the source of the voice. I wished I could erase that smug smirk off the masked man’s face. “Points?” I asked in confusion. “Lose your points… lose your soul,” he explained. “You start with three points in your inventory. Every time you do not entertain the audience, you lose points and hearts—then you will die forever!”

Dead. But she'd messed up. The Suvari Family doesn't hand their throne to outsiders—especially not snakes in designer heels. I forced my eyes open, found the clock. Three minutes left. Gianna sighed, already bored. "You're tougher than I thought." She smoothed her dress, flashing that cold little smile. "Guess I'll do you a favor and finish the job myself."

"I've thought of a way to untangle the chains between us. "We have to completely cut ties with each other. If I'm dead, that'll mark the end of our ill-fated destiny. Goodbye, Ethan." "No! Liv!" She withdrew her gaze and fell backward.

The once vibrant spark of life within Dolph extinguished, leaving behind only a lifeless vessel. As the silence settled, a heavy burden lifted from my shoulders. Dolph's life force dissipated, and a somber calm washed over the room. "Farewell, Dolph," I whispered, a mixture of sorrow and relief tainting my voice. "May the shadows claim you for eternity, and may our paths never cross again." In the wake of this cathartic act, I turned away, leaving behind a scene forever etched in the annals of vengeance. The Moon Goddess had answered my call, granting me the strength to right the wrongs and bring closure to a chapter stained with blood.

‘But we will be twenty in less than two days. Katniss’s smile completely vanishes. She sits up straight on the bench, her eyes widening as the math clicks in her head. “Wait... less than two days? Kyle, the final match of the Dance of the Dead takes place in exactly two days from now.” I nod, my jaw tightening as I stare into the bubbling water. “Gracious Cessi,” Katniss whispers, her face turning pale. “That means Olivia will be fighting a death battle against the Ripper Ghost on her twentieth birthday. That is brutal.”

“You have taken lives that wasn’t yours to take.” “Beauty, let’s talk about this,” Zero begins to get up but Killer is already there. He shocks Zero with an electric Taser until he is down on the ground. And I look into Thorns eyes, pull my gun out as he lifts his and I shoot. Death, the only part of our life already predicted from the moment our fetus is formed. The how’s, when’s and where’s may vary, but we all eventually die. Death is the finale of moments, only when that moment comes it’s a lasting moment, the only moment in our lives that is meant to last.

This is the universal question and the only ones who can answer it are the people who saw their deaths, people like me. My name is Remi Woods. I'm eighteen years old, and for as long as I can remember, I've been able to see how a person will die with a single touch. At first, I wasn't quite sure what was happening and I was terrified that maybe I was going crazy, but after my visions kept coming to fruition no matter what I did, I knew I was different, and not in a good way.