The Game

Chapter i (THE GAME)

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Please note, the following story is for readers seeking a high-intensity experience, but please be aware that it is presented with low production quality. Expect abrupt transitions, rough dialogue, and an unrefined narrative style. While the story aims to evoke strong emotions and deliver intense moments, it may lack the polish or depth found in more meticulously crafted works. Reader discretion is advised, as the themes may be raw and unfiltered. Enjoy the ride!

Liana Nell:

She represents a white Daisy. Delicate. She is kind, quiet and pure to perfection. She works as a psychologist, treating the worst of the worst. Although.... she is not as innocent as the world may think. She has secrets. Dark ones

Christopher King:
The god of hell. A true psychopath. He reaps the souls of those who look at him wrong. He has no remorse. Mercy does not exist in his stormy world. He takes joy in the blood that he sheds of those who cross his path.

What happens when she is assigned to him. She tries to treat him. To fix him. Is he even able to be fixed? Their stories are brought together by a wicked game played by them. He finds it fun. She doesn't look to enjoy it on the outside, but, deep down she finds the thrill exciting.

What happens when you cross death and a flower? If you lock a psychotic devil with a person that is the literal description of an angel. After all, she may be a fallen one.

Well, witness the truth in unravel. It's too good be true, little do we all know the secrets that lie beneath the surface.

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TECHNICOLOR BEAT- Oh wonder

Liana POV:

-Level 4 illness
-Runs King Enterprizes
-Dangerous
-Killed last psychologists
-Needs best of the best

Why is there no picture?

I carry on reading the profile with wide eyes. Gulping from nervousness as I am dealing with someone the same as me. I have never known someone the same. I gave in and take pills to get rid of it, which doesn't work much. But... nobody knows and I intend on keeping it that way.

"Wow, Uhm......Red I can try but I may not be successful." I say in a flabbergasted tone to my partner, closing the file of my supposed next client.

"I am sure you will do great L."

Redvard Helm is a partner of my firm, Elmstreet Psychologists. He is not necessarily the boss. I am, however the reason why I made him my partner is because he is one of the best psychologists I know. He works very hard. He is more like a friend to me than a partner because we have known each other since highschool. We even studied together. He wanted more than to be friends but was luckily not persistent when I said no. I didn't see him that way, and if anything, I saw him more as a brother. And besides, he found someone even better, and now they are happily married.

"Okay, just because I am kind and I like helping others I will fly to Italy and see what I can do. Just better not hope I get killed because of you." I say, giving in from his constant whining because he doesn't want to do it. "You think he would kill someone as kind hearted and nice as you?" He cautiously enquired. "Well, I mean, he is level 4... who knows what he is capable of." I say nonchalantly. "I don't think he would do that to you, I mean look at you!"He says, being a little too persistent.