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The Human Massacre Games

In a world consumed by the rat race, Haruto Oshima stood out as a bright student who despised the rat race everyone seemed trapped in. His dream? A life filled with success, excitement, and lots of wealth alongside his middle school girlfriend, Kanna. Haruto devoted himself intensely to his study, Achieving brilliant success in every exam, and took decisive steps toward achieving the life he aimed for. However, everything changed when Haruto's girlfriend Kanna broke up with him during their last year of middle school, leaving him deeply affected. Just as he was suffering from overwhelming sorrow, the world got hit with a virus known as Covid-19! After years of struggle, the world finally recovered from the pandemic, and people resumed their normal lives. However things didn't remain the same for Haruto Oshima, his educational path was suddenly brought to standstill, costing him five years of his educational life. Haruto’s lack of education forced him to do an ordinary job at a mall as a counter boy forcing him to live a life he always hated, plunging him into boredom and eventually into depression. Things keep getting worse for Haruto as his hatred for his own life started increasing day by day, eventually a tragic event hit his life forcing him to join a game named “Smiley Face Game” where players compete against each other in hope of winning millions of dollars. Unaware of the fact that this seemingly innocent game would turn into a “Human Massacre Game!”

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The Rise

In the dead of night, Hisashi, drenched in sweat and breathing heavily, placed a heavy box into a van. He appeared utterly exhausted. 

All around him, numerous vans were being loaded by a throng of workers, and Hisashi was among them, visibly worn out from the relentless labor.

Suddenly, the manager stormed over and yelled at Hisashi, "Hey, you! No time for rest! We need all of this loaded within the hour!"

Hisashi nodded, quickly went over to the stack of boxes, and picked up another heavy one. He walked towards the van and placed the box inside, breathing heavily. Just then, his phone started ringing.

He retrieved his phone from his pocket, and Hanae's name flashed on the screen. Hisashi answered the call, his voice strained, "Yes Hanae?"

Hanae, lying on her bed, quickly sat up and asked, "Hisashi, are you okay?"

Hisashi, still catching his breath, replied, "Yeah, I'm fine."