[LoneSyndal]

This is a short story based on 'The Games' that I decided to write as background story to the RP people are playing. This was the previous game before 'King'.


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He had survived through many games and trials led by the faceless Master Lone, but this was the toughest one yet. When they were given the keyword 'Hunting', people already began choosing tools of their choice for this hunt, and in the next moment, he was chosen as 'The Target'.

Everyone's eyes turned to him, their eyes filled with intensity as they prepared themselves. His weapon of choice was a large machete and with everyone in this room against him, he pulled it out, hoping it would make them cower for a while to buy him some time.

The room was closed off. There were no exits and inside the room resided twelve participants. The first one to approach him was a comrade, a woman in her late thirties who got by each game with his help. Her tool of choice was unknown. This made him shiver a bit because if she intended to hide it, she is most likely not really trusting of him.

As the woman got closer, he backed further up against the wall. The other players slowly approached him and after that, the room blacked out. The man could hear everyone's movement becoming more erratic and soundly. He quickly move alongside the wall and kept going until he heard someone cry in pain. He could hear them disfiguring the unlucky person until the lights flickered back on. Two people lay dead amongst the fray; the woman he was with and the man who carried the bat. Confused, they searched around the room and caught the targeted man sweating through his shirt.

The room blacked out again...

[SemajChaos]

Beautiful.