3RD PERSON POV
Griffith: GA!
He suddenly wakes up, finding himself sitting on a chair in a rustic room. Eerie music filled the air, and he finds a shotgun on the middle of the table as Alex sat across from him.
WOULD YOU LIKE TO PLAY A GAME GRIFFITH?
*STAB*
*BANG*
Alex was stabbed, so in response he shot Griffith which sent him flying and his lungs all collapsed.
PLAY THE GAME
*WHOOSH*
This time, Griffith was in his human form, which unnerved him as Alex's smile grew wide.
PLAY THE FUCKING GAME
Griffith: You......HOW DARE YOU TELL ME WHAT TO DO?! I AM A G-
*BANG*
RESPAWN
Alex kills and respawns the guy again, and this time he has an alarmed look on his face as he didn't try to speak or run away this time.
PLAY THE FUCKING GAME
I CAN ALWAYS KILL YOU OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN
Griffith:...........We'll play this game.
Sensing the malicious intent, he finally relents into playing the game as Alex grins.
Good. Do you know the game Russian roulette?
Griffith: The hell's that?
Think if it as this. There are 7 cannons with one having been loaded. 2 people play, choosing the cannon they want to light up. The one that picks the one that's loaded loses. But this is different.
Bullets appear at the side as he points to them.
1 live round, 1 blank, bullets are loaded randomly into the chamber, we both have two lives, and upon shooting yourself with a blank, you'll skip my turn. And in addition, live rounds would take one life. What do you pick?
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The Survivors (discontinued)
FanfictionTwo people who lost everything. Two survivors of a cataclysm. Trauma, mistrust, anger, rage. They suffer everyday.... Trusting no one but themselves. One is not complete without the other Love beyond all else. Their wish for a better future for all...