The Bluemoon Festival [Nightmare x Blue x Error]
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  • Reads 2,694
  • Votes 198
  • Parts 6
  • Time 1h 6m
Ongoing, First published Mar 01, 2021
Mature
The rules were simple:

1) Happiness gets you nowhere.
2) Bloodmoon festival - crimes such as murder, robbery and rape are all legal for 12 hours. Not like they were punishable before anyway.
3) Nightmaremoon festival - the King's birthday. Do not be happy on this day under any circumstances.
4) The Great Cleansing - Not so great, anyone with no use to society is killed; the homeless, drug addicts, alcoholics. You can request some certain people to die at the cost of a SOUL. Favourite day to most people - you sadistic freaks.
4) If it moves, kill it, or it will kill you. If it moves and has a weapon, plan to kill it; then kill it, or it will definitely kill you.
5) Bluemoon festival - one monster is to be taken as a slave for the King.

Blue didn't understand the rules much but he managed to abide by every single one and be completely find. He didn't much understand the true 'horror' of everything going on around him but everything came very much clear on the 24th of October when it was announced that two people will be chosen in this year's Bluemoon festival. And who could one of them possibly be?
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