Play a challenging game!

Just like before,

We will play the same game

The games that everyone will play together

By reaching more levels

A memory that can't be erased,

A heart that can't be filled,

A voice that can't be stopped,

and a move that can't be controlled

You'll only know how to have fun without getting hurt afterward

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In a room in shades of gray and white, that has been littered with toys and small items that make it look messy, a person in a black T-shirt with a white skull print has not moved from his bed. Instead of cleaning it up, the young man named Wilfred McDonie chose to listen to music from headphones while lying down. The sound that emerged from the black object seemed to be heard at the highest volume, but Wilferd's whispers were occasionally heard.

BRAKKK!

Suddenly an old man dressed in a medium turquoise blue shirt, Wilferd McDonie's father, walked in with a burst of emotion. Irvine McDonie didn't hesitate to throw a pile of papers that had been stacked and tied by rope right at Wilfred's head.

"Bastard! What can you do apart from playing games all day?" he snapped until the veins in his neck were visible.

Of course, it took Wilfred by surprise. However, the boy didn't seem to care at all. Wilfred simply folded his right elbow and placed it over his eyes to cover it. Half listening to Irvine McDonie's tantrums and half listening to music, while occasionally singing along.

"La la la".

"Will you play with me? You will have fun with me, of course!" he shouted excitedly, very excited.

"Wilfred McDonie! Listen when your Dad is talking. Where are your manners? I don't teach such a fool-like attitude!"

Seeing Wilfred who didn't seem to hear it, again Irvine was made of high blood and had no fear to force Wilfred's legs from the bed to the floor below. Yes, Irvine pulled it with all his might as if Wilfred was a garbage bag in a landfill that had been evicted from being transferred to the grinding machine. Wilfred just froze without any resistance, pain, or tears. It was painful, but Wilfred was used to the a such doll-like treatment. Maybe… Rough things have become his daily lunch?

Wilfred was taken from the room by Irvine in a manner of being evicted, "I hate people who only play games and never take me seriously".

His face was very gloomy, his eyes opened wide to see the headphones that were still left lying on the bed. The playlist on his phone was still playing to this day, leaving only seconds of the music moving forward with no sound appealing.

After that, appears the video game was still left on the table. The game stick is also still lying around and that leaves only the sound of the game still going on. It could be seen, that behind the scenes it was an old game about car racing games. Because it's an old game, the screen isn't as colorful as it was in the 2000s. But like a miracle, out of nowhere, the cars and all the characters in the video game become colorful and when you cross the finish line, the game changes drastically. A circle of silhouettes appeared in the middle of the game and sucked in everything like a tornado that came in March.

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