Is The Egypt Game Realistic

Sayda is a normal teenager, with no difference from others, loved nothing but playing video games and despised everything else. But everything changes when he is mysteriously sucked into the game world. Transported into a world ruled by a tyrannical kingdom seeking to dominate the entire world, Sayda found himself surrounded by strange beings, unfamiliar dangers and ancient prophecies. Slowly his perception of the world begins to change. But the further he goes, the more blurred the line between game and reality. Sayda, now trapped between survival and fate, has to discover the reality of the world he once believed was only a game and gather the will to confront the last decision to battle... or to lose himself for all time. TikTok name — A. Syari The Truth Update twice a week :)

Fang Heng was transmigrated to a parallel world and his soul was forced into the body of a man who had just committed suicide. Huh? What? Every human here was being forced to join a game? Those who refused would be killed? Wait? This suicide dude was a pro gamer? He had the highest S-rank talent sill, the Zombie Clone? Damn! The S-rank skill evolved! My zombie clones could auto hunt! [Your zombie army has crafted Wooden Axe x720 when you were offline. You have received 1921 experience points for the Basic Crafting skill.] [Your zombie army has chopped down 27,821 trees and gathered 128,973 pieces of wood while you were offline. You have received 2,171,921 experience points for the Basic Wood Chopping skill.] Just as the rest of the players were struggling to survive in the zombie apocalyptic game, Fang Heng's zombie clones were starting to clear every resource out of the forest. Hm... What an interesting game!

A fan of the beautiful game of Soccer, A man who dreamed of being one of the greatest, but sadddly life had other plans at the age of 60 while in hospital he sits there and watches Barcelona win the 2029 Club World Cup and gets too excited and the results in him passing away due to a heart attack. But, Life takes a turn when he opens his eyes and finds himself in the body of a young soccer prodigy who had lost everything due to a career ending Injury. NB The Chareters and events in this are fictional and have no ties to the real world.

Six friends. One camping trip. And a secret each one swore to take to the grave. When Zayan, the most unpredictable of the group, goes missing deep in the forest, the search leads them to an eerie, abandoned mansion — one not found on any map, standing untouched yet alive with whispers of the past. Inside the mansion, the rules are simple: Once you enter, you cannot leave... until you complete the tasks it gives. Each task is personal. Each punishment, worse. The walls breathe your guilt. The mirrors reflect what you’ve buried. And the house doesn’t just want confessions. It wants to destroy. As tension rises and the group begins to unravel, someone is declared dead. But nothing is what it seems. Because the friend who vanished never left at all. He’s watching. Controlling. And he’s not the only one playing the game. Beneath the horror lies a truth darker than the mansion itself — a betrayal that began long before the camping trip. A sin that demands retribution. And a secret someone will kill to keep buried. In the end, the mansion will let only one walk free. But freedom always comes at a price. And some doors… should never be opened. ---

In this world, every child in the kingdom of Azrathis must drink the juice of the sacred Celestara Fruit. It awakens their blood—revealing their destiny. Red is normal. Silver is noble. Gold is divine. But when Leon Graves drinks it... His blood turns purple. A color long lost to history. The color of demons. The color of destruction. as Leon dives deeper into the truth of his power—he begins to uncover something far darker. The world is not what it seems. The history they teach? Twisted. The bloodlines they worship? Corrupt. The very country he was raised to protect… built on lies. And at the center of it all—his blood. His curse. His fate.

Lu Yu has been given a gift from his friend-- a game headset that can simulate reality at one hundred percent and that allows him to enter the Divine Martial Realm. However, unlike other games, this one could be really dangerous and cost a fortune. "If you die in the game, it may cause the brain to mistakenly believe the body is dead in reality, leading to a false impression of brain death, which could become real death." "... A hundred bucks just to send a message? This game is nuts!"

It's all over. Cain watches as his so-called leader, friend and hero, Theo, walks away after stabbing him, leaving him for dead. He trusted him, but in return, all he received was death. As the blood drips over his eyes and his vision blurs, he hears a voice. " Child, do you seek revenge on your enemies? I can help you, be my warrior, and I can make all your wishes come true" A screen pops up, hovering in the air. >> Join Game?

The Loyalty Game Psychological Drama | Political Family Suspense When Governor Tunde Iroko’s mother needs a caregiver, he launches a secretive, high-stakes contest: The Loyalty Game. With a $6,000 monthly prize, candidates from all walks of life compete in a series of intense psychological tests to prove their worth and their loyalty. But this isn’t just about caregiving. It’s a battle of trust, secrets, and survival under constant watch. Friendships form, alliances crack, and betrayal lurks behind every smile. As the game unfolds, the candidates and the governor’s family must confront harsh truths about power, love, and what it really means to care. Who will win the game? And at what cost? Dive into The Loyalty Game—a gripping tale of suspense, heart, and human ethics.

In Eidolon, the virtual realm where champions rise and empires fall, one man’s legacy was shattered. Once a hero among legends, he now walks the path of shadows, driven by a past no one dares to remember and a betrayal that haunts him at every turn. With the world of Eidolon nearing its end, the clock ticks down on a game that once defined him. Now, with only 30 days left, he no longer fights for glory, but for vengeance. As whispers of an ancient power—something darker than anyone could imagine—begin to surface, he must confront the lies that broke him, the enemies that fear him, and the secrets buried deep within the Void. But nothing in Eidolon is as it seems. Trust is a weapon, and every alliance is fragile. To wield the Void is to face your own darkness—and he’s more than ready to see how deep it goes. He was betrayed. He was broken. Now, he’s about to become something else entirely.

I’m no hero, no reincarnated prodigy—just a 47-year-old man, a native of Orario, and a long-time member of Ganesha Familia. I’ve seen gods rise, adventurers fall, and promises turn to blood in the dungeon’s dark. This is not a story of chosen ones or meteoric level-ups. It’s a grounded take on Danmachi—where survival means strategy, money can rival strength, and Familia politics are deadlier than monsters. I won’t rush to the bottom of the dungeon. I’ll show how Orario really works. Welcome to the side of Danmachi where reality bites. ———————————————————————————————————— Disclaimer: Danmachi (also known as Is It Wrong to Try to Pick Up Girls in a Dungeon?) is the intellectual property of Fujino Ōmori, SB Creative, and other respective rights holders. I do not own any part of the original series. This fanfiction is a work of passion made for entertainment purposes only. I only claim ownership of the original characters and plot elements I have created specifically for this story.

"I choose you" His hands come up to both sides of my face "Regardless of what you think you look like or how different you think you are. I will always choose you.. because there is no me without you" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Having been bullied all her life because of her weight, Skai Martin is frustrated, tired and in desperate need of a change. A pick me up, anything. So when the school's basketball star offers to help her get fit, she raises an eyebrow. However, she agrees. Because she'd do anything to get her best friend who she's been crushing on to see her as his type. But is she willing to go far for him to notice her? As far as being a pretend girlfriend for the school's golden boy? Nathan Hayes has everything going for him. Good grades, curly hair, Captain of his school's basketball team and heir to his father's software company... Till he's not. When his father brands him as an inconsistent, irresponsible playboy and threatens to remove him from his will, Nathan has to prove to him just how consistent and responsible he could be. To do it however, he has to pull some serious strings. So he offers a six month contract with the most shy girl he knows. Perfect to throw his father off his case. It's supposed to be just a transaction. On one hand, he helps improve her self confidence and secures his inheritance on the other. Easy peasy. What happens when he realizes he wants more than is on the table? And with just a month of their contract remaining, can he find a way to make her stay?

A possibly poor attempt at making a novel for the first time. In general, I'm trying to be realistic, a couple characters are based off of a couple of my friends. As the story goes on, characters can get traumatized, scarred for life, or losing limbs. Some may go insane just by wanting to go home, praying it's all a dream.

They took everything from her—her name, her title, her future. Once promised to the Crown Prince and hailed as the jewel of House Aramour, Lady Selene watched her world collapse overnight. Branded the daughter of a traitor and cast aside for a prettier, safer cousin, she vanished from the nobility without protest. One year later, she returns. But not as the quiet girl they remember. The ballroom whispers. The prince stares too long. The woman who replaced her begins to unravel. And Selene? She plays her part to perfection—sweet, graceful, obedient—while weaving a web around every person who helped destroy her family. This isn’t a story of forgiveness. This is a story of survival. Of strategy. Of war without swords. Because the court forgot one thing: A noblewoman isn’t a weapon. She’s the one who chooses when to draw the blade.

The gods are bored and now for entertainment they gets new idea. The epic battle of mortals for god's entertainment begins. I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad https://www.royalroad.com/profile/373307/fictions

"A game where death is as simple as breathing in air, where blood is like water, psychopaths are normal people, hosted by the 'gods' isn't this gonna be fun!? Hehe, welcome to the game of the gods where luck is part of strength!!!" On this day, after the originator of the voice spoke, humanity.... would never be the same. ****** The cover will change as the story progresses. If you have any cover pictures too, feel free to share! In case this is your image and you dont want me to use it, just comment it down.

A life where there was nothing to live for stretched on endlessly, enveloping a woman whose unremarkable appearance and unpleasant demeanor kept her isolated from others. She spent her adult years locked away from the world, haunted by a past filled with suffering and loss. However, everything changed dramatically when the world outside transformed into a chaotic game, one that threatened to unravel the very fabric of reality and destroy everything she once knew. Now, faced with this new and perilous existence, she must confront her deepest fears and grapple with the question: will she summon the strength to survive in this unforgiving world, or will she succumb to despair and simply give up, allowing herself to fade away into oblivion? Only one way to find out!

Lucien Blackmoore makes his living offering contracts most people don’t even bother to read all the way through. He's known as, The Crimson Broker. Anything you want or need: favors, promotions, love, secrets. The only cost? Whatever piece of your soul you’re willing to sell, in a city built on debt. At his side is the Ledger—a sentient, datapad, bound and connected to his soul. It tracks every deal, every breach, every whisper of a broken promise. It feeds him intel, tightens the leash on those who try to run, and sometimes... it speaks back granting boons and abilities. Lucien doesn’t do violence, he doesn’t need to. A few words in the right ear, a signature in the wrong place, and someone else does the dirty work. A rival broker, Cassian has been stirring things up—sloppy sigils, ambushes on street markets, pulling strings Lucien didn’t see coming. Lucien’s got an underground network to protect, clients to keep in line, and a voice in his head that keeps reminding him: "Debt always demands its dues." And some debts... they cost more than you'd think.

Arsol (Username: Hakkun) is your average eighteen-year-old tech nerd; he reads cliche light novels, plays video games (way too many), studies for exams, and he programs! Does he have friends? A social life, maybe? Nah, he’s an anti-social whose inner monologues revolve around how humans suck. He’s the type who blames the world for his problems: edgy, angsty, emo— thinks he’s smarter than everyone and has answers for the world’s crisis. Gotta give it to him, though, he a young talent at whatever he does. His skills for programming, gaming (FPS) as well as studying makes up for the fact that he’s an arse. So much so, that he stops going to school altogether and locks himself in his room, he’d rather be with his computer. Because Arsol is on a mission! He’s been collaborating with online strangers who are all equally gamers and computer nerds, who understand him, and who all have this idea to make this steampunk/dieselpunk game called ‘Hero of Emberstein.’ Now, Arsol won’t lie, he’s obsessed. Being one of the co-creators, he finds himself adding features and details he’d want in an MMORPG. The only thing he dislikes is the customizable character features; he never understands such a personalized activity. He prefers Gacha. After 3 years, the game is finally available for beta testing, his 7 online co-creators are all ready to click the play button. But little does Arsol know, he would for real be in the game, like in person, like ISEKAI-ed, like he could die, for real for real. What's worse is, everyone who clicked the play button for the beta test, has also been Isekaied. So like, maybe over a thousand or more? Arsol thinks it’s his fault innocent players are getting transmigrated into HIS game, because he remembers that he removed the 'EXIT' button as a harmless malfunctioning prank-- turned deadly?! Oops. Journey along with Arsol as he hides his identity as the creator, the culprit, and the administrator. And that time he finds out his 6 online friends are all here as well, but where?! Who?! UGH, THIS IS WHY HE HATES CUSTOMIZABLE CHARACTERS! ( I DO, IN FACT, OWN THE COVER )

System Activated] [Welcome, Creator.] Ash blinked. He looked around, expecting someone to be pulling a prank. But he was alone. [You have been selected as the host of the Creator Support System.] [Function: Provide unlimited production funds for content creation.] [Restriction: Funds may only be used for video-related expenses. Misuse will result in auto-restriction.] [Additional Feature: Identity Protection – Enable anonymous persona, facial hologram masking, and voice modulation.] [View-based reward system initialized.] [Current Creative Balance: ৳∞ (Content Use Only)] He leaned back slowly, eyes fixed on the strange holographic text. "...What the hell?" The screen hovered there, steady. It didn't flicker again. It didn't disappear. A soft chime sounded in his ear. [Please choose a channel name.] Ash hesitated. It felt absurd. Was he hallucinating? Was he going crazy from stress? But the system waited. Patiently. Silently. He thought back to the videos he just watched. The weird ones. The funny ones. The over-the-top thumbnails that made no sense but still pulled millions of views. He wanted something that would stand out. Something ironic. Something that told people: this isn't serious, but it's interesting. His fingers hovered over the keyboard, and then he typed: "Creepy Crap"

Death gave him a choice. He laughed. So she gave him a curse." Gin Chan had given up on life — betrayed, broken, and ready to disappear. But when he dies, he awakens in a realm where time stands still... and Death wears a silver smile. As punishment, he's thrust into a twisted game — forced to reincarnate into the bodies of people moments before their death. Thieves, soldiers, beggars, kings — each life, a new role. Each death, another lesson. But the rules are cruel: he feels every pain, remembers every end, and carries every scar. Armed only with previous lives' memories, Gin Chan must uncover the reason behind this torment. But the more lives he lives, the more he questions: Is he being punished… or prepared? And in the shadows, Death watches — waiting for the moment he finally understands what it means to live. --- Genres: Fantasy, Supernatural, Reincarnation, Psychologist

In the shadow-drenched underworld of a sprawling metropolis, where loyalty is currency and betrayal is death, The Don's Game unfolds like a symphony of silence. The city breathes through rain-slicked streets, neon reflections on shattered glass, and whispers in smoke-filled rooms. A lone figure walks the thin line between vengeance and oblivion, navigating a labyrinth of power, blood, and forgotten promises. From the dim glow of underground sanctuaries to the glittering façade of high society, every frame pulses with tension. Visually rich and emotionally charged, this story weaves together past and present through haunting imagery, flickering candlelight in abandoned chapels, the cold gleam of steel beneath tailored suits, and the quiet resolve in a man’s eyes as he steps into war. This is not just a tale of crime, it’s a visual poem of retribution, told without words, where every glance, every gesture, speaks volumes. The Don's Game is a journey through darkness, lit only by the fire of one man’s purpose.

The 23rd century: humanity's at a dead end. Hope is fading, until Nine Realms Immortal Realm appears – a virtual reality game promising to turn every in-game power into real-world cash. From penniless to billionaire, it's just a click away. I'm Lin Fan, an ordinary mortal among billions. With no talent or family background, I dive into the game, burdened by family debt.

> 50 players. One twisted world. Zero rules. When Revild enters a mysterious game to save his dying brother, he expects puzzles, danger, maybe even blood. What he doesn't expect... is to die and come back stronger. In a demonic realm where "Resurrection" isn't a miracle but a weapon, only those willing to lose their humanity can survive. Every player holds a secret. Every ally could be a traitor. And every level of resurrection brings you closer to power... and madness. As the body count rises, and demonic elites begin to play their own twisted game, Revild realizes this isn't about money — it's about who you become when you refuse to stay dead. Will he save his brother? Or lose himself trying?

Choose between life or death... A game that can affect your whole life. (Inspired by AIB) What will Happen In Here?

At Academia Noctis, brilliance is currency—and secrets are deadly. Lucian Vale came to find his missing mother. What he found was a school built on lies, a secret court that manipulates fate, and a symbol tied to a forbidden project. Now, trapped in a deadly game of wits, power, and betrayal, Lucian must play to survive—because at Academia Noctis, every move could be your last.

You do not begin the game. You awaken within it. Kairo Valen wakes on the edge of a guillotine. A girl smiles beneath its blade. He’s told it’s his 108th death. In the world of Eidolon, every Floor is a forgotten truth. Every monster wears your memory. And every Trial demands a price — sanity, loyalty, identity. With no clear path forward and no memory of his past, Kairo must descend through floors shaped by his regrets, hunted by reflections of himself and haunted by a girl who knows him too well. The system isn’t a guide. It’s a script. And Kairo was never the protagonist. Fail, and be rewritten. Survive, and lose who you were. Some games cannot be won. Only remembered.

In this world, every child in the kingdom of Azrathis must drink the juice of the sacred Celestara Fruit. It awakens their blood—revealing their destiny. Red is normal. Silver is noble. Gold is divine. But when Leon Graves drinks it... His blood turns purple. A color long lost to history. The color of demons. The color of destruction. as Leon dives deeper into the truth of his power—he begins to uncover something far darker. The world is not what it seems. The history they teach? Twisted. The bloodlines they worship? Corrupt. The very country he was raised to protect… built on lies. And at the center of it all—his blood. His curse. His fate.