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My hand was trembling and wet from the wound I inflicted from the man in front of me 

That's it right?

I win! 

HA! I WIN!

I should be celebrating a bit more but my face was hurt from the punch a received a while ago. My heavy breathing was echoing inside the red room we're standing right now


"I WIN! I WILL LIVE RIGHT? I SURVIVE RIGHT?!" my lips are trembling as the excitement came rushing all over me 

that's weird


 Why won't anyone come out? I killed him already!

It's not fair! I win! According to the rules I survive!


Why won't anyone come out already?


"LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT OF HERE!" Hands still wet from that man's blood, I wipe it  off using my face and run my fingers in my hair. 


No matter how loud I scream I couldn't hear any response from the outside


This is impossible

The game isn't over?

I  already kille-- Unless!

He's still alive 

No No No



I run into the body laying in front of me, his chest in between my legs as I keep stabbing him at his face "DIE! JUST DIE ALREADY!" 

die          die        die

his face is unrecognizable but still nothing was heard outside the red room "JUST DIE!" his left eye got stuck at the tips of the knife I'm using "FUCKER LET GO!" why is  he not dying?! Why is he still alive!

I was up on my feet and starts kicking his head, it feels mushy yet I can hear crackling sound in every contact I made "Please just die already. Please" 

I just want to live, I haven't even said sorry to my mom before I left. Can't he just let me live? I'm younger than him so that means I have more rights to live longer right? Right? 

I stop kicking when I felt my heels made contact to the floor

"M-Mr?" I called out to him, I can't see his face anymore. 


"HA!" He's gone

HE'S GONE! "HAHAHAHAHAHA" finally! FINALLY!

My heart jumped at the sound of the door opening. A young man emerged from the door holding a pillow with a pretty red shoes on the top. He was smiling when he reached me and kneel 

He took off the sandal I'm wearing, hold my feet gently and starts cleaning every inch of it 

"Thank you for playing the judgement of hell. I will accompany you to Mr Minos but you need to be presentable. You are going to be at the presence of the judge himself" 

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