Prolog

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Silence and darkness of an inky void echoed throughout. No thoughts or usual dreams most associate with sleep. While the blackness remained a singular voice cut through. It was emotionless yet happy and inviting, though at the same time, it was uncanny.

"Welcome you special Fourteen to third life an experimental simulation game. You all have three lives to use and explore in this wonderful fantasy of a world. You can take down a tree with your fists or slay monsters with a sword. There is so much you can do here that we are gifting you the chance to do. Together, in this bordered off piece of land, you will make a wonderful community. All of you will be green and happy on your first life as you thrive. If you die you will go down to yellow but do not be afraid you can still have fun with your newfound friends. Building homes, friendships, and eating meals with one another. You can explore anywhere inside the designated boarder you can go to the forest or all the way to the desert if you choose. However, if you die a second time, you become red. There are no more lives waiting for you. You are not part of the community. Your goal is to kill everyone else and cause chaos to tear down everyone that let you die. Let them be afraid of you as you continue on your rampage. We don't advise violence against your new friends if you are yellow and green however if a red attacks you first you can defend yourself. Reds, your goal is to take out everyone and for the one that succeeds to be the last one standing a prize awaits. For one single lucky person, they will be rewarded with any one thing their hearts can ask for. Don't worry about the others they are your enemies they deserve to fall. I hope all of you have a fun time playing the game we have worked hard to provide for you special few. Good luck, we will be watching." The mysterious voice went over of rules to some mysterious game.

As the instructions ended, the silence didn't return. No, instead light slowly pierced through the darkness. Sun danced upon one's skin as birds sang crossed the sky. Everything felt real it didn't feel completely like this could be a game, that it could be a simulation. As the picture slowly becomes clear, grass and trees are scattered about ahead.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 20 ⏰

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