'You say you hate me, and yet here you are - trapped in my world. Again. Tell me, Player 456, is it really hate? ..Or is it devotion in disguise?'. A broken prisoner with nothing to gain nor lose. A possessive captor hiding a thousand secrets beneath a mask. Both dancing a dangerous waltz on the edge of a knife, mere seconds away from giving into years of forbidden desire, and uncovering lies that should have stayed buried within a facility built upon millions of them. 'This is the Frontman speaking. Tell me, Reader.. Do you want to join us for one last game?'. ••• All Rights Reserved © [ TW ] Mature content ahead [ 18+] Graphic descriptions of violence Crude humor Coarse language Toxic relations