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Strings Of The Game

He Might be out but the strings remain. After killing in the game, you don't stay the same. Even if you get out, you can't leave your past. The strings of "Mastermind" Will Still linger. The boy who survived was laid in the outside world. Which he hasn't seen in 6 years.

KexoHD · Fantasie
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Entrance

A middle-aged man approaches a white-haired boy, the sparkle of water could be seen in his eyes. "..." The room keeps quiet until the man gathers his courage "In a horrid place like this... They even got a child, why does he have to endure it?" The man spoke like he was narrating. The child kept quiet, without a bleak face, and stiff body.

The child could feel his eyes wanting to water, but his body blocked the entrance. "Uncle, why was I brought here?" The child said formally, even though his body didn't react, his words said his feelings.

The words of the child hit a deep sea in his heart, as the sound echoed through the metallic room.

The man clenched his body and leaned in to hug the hurting child. "I hope, you survive," 'Uncle' said. The child stiffened in his embrace, as his nose leaked, and a lake overflowed from his eyes from the shattered barrage.

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*Huff, puff* The white-haired teen sat up, his environment surrounded by a shack, food packs laying on the ground, and cracks in the wood. With a bleak face he looked at his hand, his eyes flickered. He saw a little boy's hands covered in blood in a metal room, dead quiet as the flickering light echoed, his breaths filled his consciousness.

"..." Without saying a word, he laid down, his face stayed still. His eyes didn't water. Neither did he tremble. He went back as if nothing happened.

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A teenager walked around in a hood. Looking around the plaza and shops. The boy seemed stiff. No... That's not the right word.' the boy seemed broken and hardened.

Without saying a word the boy walked slowly, not uttering a single word. He saw his goal in sight, the mansion of the king. The boy opened his mouth, he tried to speak. Ultimately, he squished his lips against each other.

"Monster" The word echoed around in his head. He walked through licking his lips, no expression showing on his face.

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0210- Winner.