Prologue

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    Have I ever told you about world-class disasters? I probably haven't, and you probably don't know me either. Just take note that what I'm about to tell you, is all up to you. I mean, it's your choice if you believe this tale or not. But, be warned. This tale will be filled with exaggeration, heed this warning!

My name is Jacke Lux, and I have a half-sister named Lucie, we're both gamers. We take defeat seriously. But, just because we're gamers, doesn't mean we just leave our education around. I did say, we take defeats seriously, right? Besides, gambling before a test, raises up our moral to keep studying. Like, ten bucks if she has a lower grade than mine and vice versa. I'm not a bad guy who hates a half-sister, she's quite chill, and nice.
Let's shove those things away now, shall we? You now know the basics. Now, let's start this stupendous tale!

It was at least, 4 a.m. in the morning when I heard a deep, growling like one of a dog's. I didn't want to steer away from my bed, so I ignored it. Little, did I know that, that deep growling was a start of an earthquake. There's always a pro, and con in a situation. The pro in this is that a lamp shade hit my head, making me jolt up, awake. The con is that beauty comes with a price. Me and my family live near a disaster area, but it's quite beautiful for a disastrous spot.

The ground shook, as if it was dancing in a melody. The items that hung from atop shelves fell down with a crash, and some rolled down into my bed. It took me a minute before I realized what was going on. It only took a second for the alarm to remain active. I leaped off the bed run to the cabinet and opened it in a rush. I took a pair of shorts, jeans, and shirts. I turned over to my night table and took my phone before it crashed into the ground like my other figurines on the shelves.

When I arrived downstairs, it was more of a mess. Plates lied broken and sprawled on the ground, while the sink remained active, splashing water everywhere. Lastly, the walls were crumbling down. I ran outside, and saw my sister, and my parents huddled together in a small group. Before, I could sprint toward them, my irises met a blinding glow of light. In that time, I could only remember that light. For a terrifying moment, I couldn't remember my sister's name, nor can I remember mine. It was also on that time, was when me and my sister was teleported into a different world. A world that was coated with a dreamy sensation, but in the inside... It was a death game.


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