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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.

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Cherry Bomb

"Why is the bomb not working?" Siti asked.

"I... How should I know why it's not working?"

"A-aren't you smart?"

I sighed. Though I think that I am quite intelligent since I know a good amount of things, I never outright say that I am smart. From the start of this stage, everything that I said or suggested isn't even that complex. Maybe if everyone calms down and thinks for a moment, they would also notice what I did. But in this maze, no matter how hard I think, nothing comes out of my mind. It's either this wave is poorly designed, or maybe I'm not as intelligent as I think.

Siti placed her hand on my shoulder, "Hey? What should we do now?" she asked while shaking me as if she thinks that if she didn't wobble me, I wouldn't answer.