Endless Game

Endless Game

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We all are trapped, locked, in this endless living, we are stuck in this game. That's why, here we are, having no choice but to survive, by killing each other. To survive in this unfair, and shitty world, is to kill. Sinners, yes, that's what we are called. Insane, yes, that's what we are. Monsters, maybe, we are much worse than that. Selfish, you'll surely learn how to only care for yourself, no other than yourself, only for yourself in this of this kind of world. Pessimistic, we see no light in the end anymore. It would be a miracle if I would encounter an optimistic person, in a world like this. Pathetic and disgusting, that's what our lives are. As the system was really fucked up, the underprivileged started rebelling, revenging, fighting for what they really deserve which resulted into a mess. Tons of chaos, killings, bloodstains all over the place and people causing havoc everywhere which the higher ups cannot stop anymore because the underprivileged finally fought back... but through violence. Draco and Chae on the other side was goal is to survive in this endless game of life.
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LANGUAGES USED: Filipino and English ------ The faces in my childhood memories were fuzzy, in fact, I couldn't remember much of how everything went when I was younger. Except, how my mother looked at me with loathe and was constantly unloving. Growing up, I held onto my dad's words, 'you're special' or so I thought. Ever since I remembered, there have been people trying to kill me. Why? Not only was I hated, but others even want me dead! My life only changed when I met strange people coming from a world I only knew existed in my imagination. History was retold. Lies were unveiled. In the end, my blood was heavier than I expected.

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