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The Soul Keeper

The smell of blood invaded my nostrils. I watched helplessly as the woman standing over me raised her sword. I was completely drained, I had no mana left, no items, nothing. As the crimson tendrils held me down by my arms and legs, all I could do was wait for my death. As the sword drew near, I felt the last bit of courage I had disappear. I was going to die. Alone. In this god forsaken place filled with evil. And for what? To protect those ‘friends’? The same people who mocked me, took advantage of, and used me? Oh, who am I trying to fool? I was here only because of my own greed. Because I wanted to be useful to someone. Because I wanted to that group to need me. To value me. To have a reason to keep me around. How naïve I was, thinking that power would grant those wishes. All it did was help build a wall between me and everyone else. The sword approached. I saw the purple light reflect off the sword’s blade. After everything I went through, I hadn’t expected my death to be by the hands of another player. I saw her smile, but this time I didn’t think it was beautiful. It was an ugly smile because it was genuine. She was enjoying watching me die. She was enjoying killing me. The sword struck my chest and pierced my heart. I let out a scream of pain and agony. The pain was so real, all of this was so real. It shouldn’t be, but it was. What should have been a simple game had become my new reality – all of our new reality. A reality filled with magic, war, blood, and death. My vision darkened as the pain slowly faded. I felt the last of my vitality leave my body. It felt cold. I wondered to myself, when would I stop being? When would my thoughts disappear? Soon, I saw those words I feared for all this time appear before me. “DEATH”, in the pale blue font the game always used. They remained suspended in the air for several seconds. It was over. After a long time of fighting, grinding, and exploring, it was finally over. I had died. This was the end of my story. Suddenly, words before me shifted and changed into something different. I took a shallow breath as I heard a faint heartbeat. * * * Cover art by me * * * We have a discord! Come say hi, chat with me and receive updates on status of my novels! https://discord.gg/2EFthae7XR * * * This story is my submission for the 2020 Webnovel Spirity Awards.

Dweia · ゲーム
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341 Chs

Descent

We stared at each other for a moment.

He had long, black hair, though the end of his hair was dark purple. His purple eyes were just like Vixia's… or mine. His eyes widened as he stepped towards me. Fourteen seconds. A glyph appeared beneath me as Asher's magic enveloped me.

"No!" His voice reached my ears as I disappeared in a flash of light. The last thing I saw was his hand, extended towards me, as if he were trying to catch me.

I fell on the ground with a muffled thud.

"Kai!" Lucius' voice sounded. It took me a moment to regain my senses.

"Oh my god, your hands!" Asher exclaimed as I slowly pushed myself to a sitting position.

"I'm…" I hesitated. I wasn't fine. If I had any mana left, I would have used Soul's Respite to heal my wounds.

Lucius helped me get up and led me to a chair the plants here had formed. "What happened to you?" He asked as Asher approached. The blonde sorcerer seemed just as exhausted as me.