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Hopeful Homicide

He claimed that he was innocent. Grayson L. Riego, a man convicted for the murder he vowed he didn't commit is now sentenced to death. With the world getting more united and closer than ever, technology flourished. And with the boom of technology came the age of Deep Dive Virtual Reality (DDVR/VR). Introduced in the year 2057, VR's popularity and importance were quickly realized by many. From games where people could earn a living and mostly spend their time, to applications used for meetings instead of physically going to your office. Some even say that only one's imagination is the limitation of VR. And it was because of one's imagination that even the execution of death row convicts has also transcended reality. Hopeful Homicide. Introduced in the year 2058, is a Virtual Reality death game where death row convicts around the world are forced to play with the promise of freedom and help of giving the winners a fresh start. As well as "cleansing" their soul. Now in its ninth year, Grayson L. Riego has no choice but to participate in this brutal death game. ___________________ *Warning: This story includes extreme violence and gore. Proceed at your discretion. *Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, events, and incidents are all fictional.

Gaderhael · Games
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63 Chs

Blessing From the Gods

The thunderous sound woke our spirits. We were dead tired, but soon as we heard it, our adrenaline took over.

Naturally, our bodies faced the tower. Though no one forgot to cover their eyes using their hand or by just looking away.

Urick seems to have had enough, "The hell's going on?" he said, it sounded different. Almost as if he's now truly pissed.

Siti also didn't bother letting us know what was on her mind. As she whined and spoke aloud, "Again? I'm so tired! Fuck! Let us have a break first!" she said, accompanied by showing her middle finger into the sky.

On the other hand, Finnley didn't spout a whine of disappointment, instead, he realized something which I also did.

"It's not coming from the tower."

With Finnley's words, most of the people in our group looked at the tower driven by curiosity about what Finnley said.

The tower's not surrounded by dark clouds. And when you listen closely, the thundering noise is not coming from it.