I'm on the run, you know, I had kids once upon a time, but then my wife found me and my dealings, we got divorced soon after that, I mean there wasn't much I could do, she didn't turn me in, thank the lord, she did that as a small favor for being so nice, but here I am, all that kindness about to go away, cause I have to run and never look back, I don't want to put any of my family in danger, I won't let all their goodwill go to waste, I'm a bad person, but I'm not an awful person
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It's been a couple of months on the run, I found a way to make money, now I basically just sell things I catch, like monsters and all that, and sell them raw, it gives me just enough to get by, luckily I've been fine, I'm actually really happy I've been able to escape for this long, I don't even know who this 'villain' is, and I'm getting worried as I cant prepare, but if I just gather bug or animal bodyguards then I can have 24/7 surveillance and if I get a monster I have a good bet of knowing when they come
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It's been a year, I haven't heard that voice, and I haven't seen that villain character, and I am very much alive, so I'm starting to wonder if it was even real and just some sort of scare power, that would make sense, I mean what even is 'life's a game'? like seriously, that's the dumbest thing I've ever heard of, and you can just name power but that doesn't mean it exists, I mean you have to be much more creative than that, could have been 'system' or whatever, why 'life's a game'
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yep def fake, its been at least 2 years, it just popped back into my mind recently, I can't believe I gave up my good life to just fall into a huge ruse like that, I gave up my whole life, well luckily I was able to redeem myself, that's the one thing I was able to do, I'm now a police consultant and informant, I got a plea bargain and even had the lie detector to verify what I was saying was true, he was able to get me to turn my life around, I'm proud of myself, truly
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5 years, it's been five years, how did I get here... I was framed... for a crime, and they bought out the lie detector, I'm in prison, my roomies a bit weird too, he keeps staring at me, and- ACK, he's slicing at me "HELP"
the guards come running and open the doors they take me out of there, I'm losing blood
{your purpose has been fulfilled}
w-what?
{good job}
wait... no...
[spoils of war have taken effect]
n-no i don't wanna di-
the guard watches as the man he's holding turns to ash, he stares in horror... this power stings at his memory