Virtual Assasination :Game Over

Virtual Assasination :Game Over

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There's a people in the world who looks strong but only in the outside. Who looks scary through their appearance. Who looks genius the way they speak. Who seems to be happy the way they smile. People hide their original face through fake mask, otherwise people judged them because of their looks. Sabi nga nila, makikita nila ang totoo kung titingin ka sa mata ng isang tao. That's a lie. The mouth can lie. The face can lie. The actions can lie. All can lie but our heart who can feel pain and suffering, can't lie. The beating of heart is what the meant of everything. The love, pain, and fear. It couldn't lie, especially to our self. ©Credits to the rightful owner for the picture. Started: April 13, 2022 Ended: ? Tagalog/English story. Written by: Gremmie20 Genre : Romance/Mystery/Action
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╰┈➤ ❝ [I stood there in unequivocal revelation, the lagging pain slowly catching up with me, but before I could release a fraction of the pain into my screaming, a bell rang, and suddenly, pilfered from my body was the ability to move. My face neutral and my muscles disabled as I fell face-first into the hard, scathing rock that lay unmoved before me.] 》* 。 • ˚ ˚ ˛ * 。° 。 • ˚《 Imagine awakening in an environment you deemed unfamiliar, your back thrumming in pain, with your mind staying clear of how you ended up there or simply the moments that lead to your position. You try to find a way out and later realize that you can't even remember who you are; your memories purged, your identity unknown. It takes you a good amount of time, pain, and effort, and eventually you manage to gather tiny fragments of who you were along with the trauma of how you retrieved it, but it's okay, maybe it's all worth it as you finally make contact with another person. Turns out she was your best friend. Finally, it looks like all is turning up until you learn of all the inhumane things you've done in your past, things that evade your newfound morals, things that were so detrimental to society that when you hear the reason as to why you've been enduring such agony, you understand why. How many people did you even end up hurting? What did you do that was so bad, that it made millions wish the absolute worst of you? What will you do now?

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