I went to the only place I knew was safe, the Circle Island. It was a cylinder island that was four meters squared, very small in width but it was 200 floors deep and very comfortable. It was a god's casino, pure gold dice, stuff like that. I could live there forever, but I didn't plan to. I could use the computers to search for other survivors. I walked in to Circle Island and the smell of gods hit me. It smelled rich and creamy, just like the gods. There were foot prints on the floor, suspicious but I wasn't scared of any one right now, I was just scared of myself. How had I survived? Did someone save me? I needed to figure it out...
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RandomEvery thing shifts: the Gods die, the Kings become gods, the humans become kings, the animals become humans. Who will kill all? Who will win?