The Frenzy Games
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Suddenly appearing on a ring, surrounded by all kinds of spectators...
'How in the world did I get here?! And where exactly IS 'here'?!
What will happen when the 'players' realize what's about to go down in that ring?
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Well, hello there!
Welcome to the Frenzy Games!
This is my original story, anime style.
There will be a lot of OC's, most which have different ethnicities. Because of that, there will be some words or phrases in different languages.
The story will be told on a 3rd person's PoV for most chapters but some chapters will be told on the character's PoV.
I hope you like it and please comment telling me how I did, if you liked it or any errors I might've missed.
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