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FortuneCraft in Apocalypse Don’t Touch Her!
“Don’t touch her!” Draven yelled, his hand in the air. “Please Leo, not yet!"Leo held the dagger in his hand, staring at Lara with a deep-set glare. He had forgotten all about his revenge; what he wanted now was to peel her skin back one by one until she confessed the truth to them.“Why shouldn’t I harm her yet?” he asked, glancing briefly at Draven. “You’re too soft-hearted, you know?“It’s not about being soft-hearted," Draven started to say, but Leo interrupted him.“You’re too soft man! This girl stole from us! She lied and used us and probably orchestrated her being there at that time!”“No!” Lara cried out. “I really was under there and I needed help!”“Oh yeah?” Leo sneered. “If this monster that was after you killed you twice almost immediately, why didn’t he come after you immediately? Because you cut your hair?” He scoffed with a laugh. "Yeah, right?"Draven moved closer to them. Lara looked desperately at him, and then away. Leo was in a very bad mood and he was ready to
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse We Are Dead...
“That was solved amicably,” Draven said with a smile.Leo scoffed, but said nothing. All he had in his mouth were words of insult and whatnot. They had walked a great distance away from the building Lara was in, and in silence. Draven had not said anything for the past hour, and neither did Leo. They both followed their
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse Watch Out!!!
The monster took a step forward, and then another. They moved backwards, towards the edge of the mountain. Draven looked back; there was no way they could survive that fall, and the monster was big enough to block their exit. It had fur for a skin, stretching far and wide that it could be mistaken for wool. If they cut down the beast and cut down its fur, it sure would make blankets for many seasons to come. The only thing was that the situation was inescapable and they would not be able to cut down the monster.“We have to run,” Leo murmured. “He’s pushing us back and he wants to grab us with his hands.”Draven looked back again. They were dangerously nearing the edge. He looked back at the monster, at the space between it and the ground. It was so small, so narrow that they could easily get crushed under it.“Not possible,” he said to Leo.Leo nearly cried out in frustration. “Why do these games have such large monsters anyways?"“We’ve gotten small trolls in our last two fights.”“
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse From The Sky
Draven woke up in his own sweat. Everything seemed disoriented for a second. There were loud noises all about, horns and ca
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse Big House
He spent two weeks in his house. Two good weeks. Draven didn’t know time could move so slowly until he’d spent a long period of time arranging his properties.The day he discovered his house, there was a mail in the mail box signifying him as the owner. The place was dead empty, and that was when he remembered he’d gotten a few properties, like chairs and lights and the rest. Draven spent a great time in the first week putting things in order. He tried as much as he could, but the house still felt empty.It was not that big a house. It was just a comfortable duplex that was supposed to make him feel at home. After all, he now had a roof over his head and a bed to sleep in, unlike the odd days of his life when he wondered what he was going to eat next and where he was going to sleep. He didn’t have lots of food either, but the neighbors have been giving him loads and loads to keep him up till whenever.His right hand neighbor was a family of six. The first day he moved in, they had wat
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse Cold Room
Draven found himself heading to his neighbor’s door. It was embarrassing, but dying of hunger after surviving the game would be a disgrace. He squeezed his eyes shut and knocked on the door. He didn’t want to think about the game or anything else except food. The cold in his room tonight would be paramount because there were no
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse Odd Name
Draven woke up slowly, glancing briefly at the clock in his bedroom. His room had gotten warmer over the next few days that followed. It all started with another neighbor knocking on his door, asking him if he needed anything. Draven was freezing. His teeth chattered against each other as he murmured the word:“Curtains.”“Oh dear,” the older woman said. “I think I have a few spares in me. It is horrendously hard to find good quality on the market nowadays, isn’t it?”Draven had no answer to that. He didn’t expect her to take him seriously, and if she did, he expected that she would bring her worn out, old curtains. That was not the case. She brought him a brand new set of curtains the next hour, complaining about how old she had gotten and how she couldn’t locate them fast enough.When he took it from her hand, he stared at it for long, long moments. Drave never expected in his wildest dreams that he would be in a neighborhood where everyone was trying to impress one another.“I can’
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse Jobless
He realized soon enough that Gems was a beautiful woman, in the all-American way. When she closed the door and the light fell on her face, he saw her blonde hair. With the light behind her and the dark street, he had not been able to see what color it was earlier. Now that they were inside, he saw that it was an incredible color and it suited her face perfectly. He didn’t remember Elizabeth having such a vibrant color.“It’s bleached,” Gems said, breaking the spell. “The hair is bleached. I see the way you’re looking at it, like a lost puppy.”His eyes moved to hers and he saw that her eyes were laughing, almost mocking him. He smiled tentatively, not sure how to reply to her. He imagined that she would have gotten lots of compliments on her hair alone, and that she would have spent a lot of money on it.“Don’t tell people that your hair is fake!” Elizabeth yelled.From the direction of the sound, Draven guessed that it was their dining. It should be, considering that this was dinner
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The End
Draven couldn’t believe it was over. Three months later he was still thinking if he was making the right decision. Assistant David sat in his living room with a bunch of documents in front of him. He paced up and down, not sure what he would do.“You can just sign here,” the man said for the umpteeth time. “It’s not really that hard. You sign that you’ve taken ownership of the game and you decide what you want to do with it.”“But I don’t want ownership of the game,” Draven said again. He had repeated this exact words countless times but the guy didn’t seem to be hearing him.“You should have known what you were getting yourself into when you challenged late game owner Timothy—” David paused and looked to the heavens. “May his soul not rest in peace. You should have known that killing him would automatically make you the owner of the game. Those were his rules.”Draven rolled his eyes. He was sure that Timothy had made that rule because he didn’t believe anyone would be able to defeat
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Darkness
Timothy laughed. His laughter was vivacious and full of life. This was what he wanted, after all. The very end of judgement day where he would punish all those who failed him; those who went against him and those who was party to his torture.Here was Draven, the strongest man to ever grace his game. Timothy knew he was going to be a lot of trouble in the future and so he had specifically looked into him. Now that Draven has waged war with his full chest over a woman, he was ecstatic. This was historic, and he was living a historic time in the present. How many men brought knives to fight for their loves, anyways?Smiling, he snapped his fingers. A single door opened and his assistant ran to him carrying a box.“You’re about to experience an historic moment with me,” He said to Draven. “Diane will be our goddess Diana, and we will be the lowly men who are fighting for her love.”Diane scoffed. “You don’t have to do it, Draven. The guy is nuts. Let’s just get out of here.”“But darling
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Sword
Draven panicked for a minute. He thought for sure that the darkness and pressure meant he was losing his consciousness, but that wasn’t the case. One minutes there was stark darkness and the next minute they fell into an extremely white room with hard cardboard. They fell through the sky, hitting directly on the wood and groaning in pain. The stark white color of the room blinded them. It was brighter than a sky or white paint. It was so bright that Draven closed his eyes and tried to regain his or he r senses. He knew there was a betrayal in the group—which wasn’t surprising as their group was made of weird, diverse people, but he needed to see who exactly did it.He won’t even be surprised if to was Lara. She was the one who had led them to the cage, after all. She was the one who offered to test the waters and make sure the portal was okay. Who in their right senses tests water and portal to make a point of the portal not working? Unless he or she was working with Timothy and knew
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Statement
No one said anything after Diane’s statement. They were so tired and hungry and unsure of what to do next. Draven’s goods felt heavy to him. His sword even felt heavier than normal. He didn’t believe he came back to this game to be ridiculed and placed in a very unstable condition because of a silly fight that was going on between two lovers. When he looked at Diane, he wondered if she was toying with them again. Was she afraid to meet Timothy or what? He knew that the portal might likely take them to Timothy as the owner can easily manipulate events, but at least he was ready for that stage. He could exactly tell what Diane was thinking when she was looking her nose down on the portal.“We cannot just stay here,” Lara said. “Do you want us to keep waiting for him to keep finding opportunities to kill us? We’re certainly going to die of hunger if we keep waiting!”“She’s right,” Draven concurred. “We can’t keep lying about in wait like lambs to a slaughter. We must make the first move
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Awkward
Everyone was super awkward after the kiss. Leo avoided for the rest of the morning. He didn’t want to talk about it but it was too late; Draven had seen them and announced to the whole pack in the morning that the kiss was probably the most hottest he’d seen.“Whoa,” Diane said excitedly. “You two kissed? That’s great. Are you like a couple now or something?”“It’s nothing like that, okay? It was just a kiss, and a mistake at that,” Leo piped up.Even though he didn’t want to talk about the kiss or look at Lara’s face, he was glad that Draven brought it up. At least he’d air his opioid publicly about it so he won’t have to be in an awkward space with Lara.“Ouch, Leo, you’re a player!” Diane said, laughing. “You can’t say those kind of things to someone when you’ve kissed them!”“I didn’t kiss her, okay? She’s the one who kissed me,” Leo defended hotly.“It’s still hurtful that you say it that way. Have some feelings, pal,” Diane said, her laugh increasing.It sounded mocking and cont
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Thoughts
Leo could not sleep. Draven had been out for close to an hour, yet he wasn’t back yet. Lots of thoughts assaulted his brain, but the one that stayed the most was Diane.Diane. Diane. Diane.He bet she was here to true their life again, and that bet was true. If Leo was the one to handle this, he’d definitely not want to help her out the way Draven was. It was as if the guy didn’t want to learn any lessons about why it’s dangerous to just not help anyone for too long. Draven was lenient when it came to Diane and he didn’t like it one but.He turned his head to the side and saw her sleeping peacefully.“Yeah, like you didn’t just send someone to their death,” he murmured to himself.He wondered if Draven was still talking to the game creator or if he’s been killed. If he was truly killed, Leo won’t honestly know how to handle that. He tried not to think about it because it was depressing enough. He sat up now, still watching Diane. If she had been careful, they won’t be in this shit hol
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Dissappearing
Draven waited until everyone was comfortable with him being their security for the night before he left into the woods. Diane was surprisingly quiet and compliant. It was like she was into her head too much to care about what Draven wanted to do. Seeing that all odds were in his favor, Draven waited a bit before withdrawing to the forest. He walked deeper and deeper, wondering if he should just sit on a log and wait for Timothy to appear.“Hi Draven.”He yelped and fell to the ground, startled. His shouts of surprise startled the forest a bit, and so Draven waited it out to make sure no one was coming to check what the noise was before turning his head slowly to the side. There was Timothy, standing under the moonlight. He looked attractive and mysterious and just too handsome to be standing there. Draven sat up as he brushed away the small dirts on his body.“You scared me,” he hissed at Timothy. “You know you should learn not to sneak up on people like that.”“I didn’t sneak up on y
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Dumb Ass
They camped inside a cave, just as Draven wanted. He’d taken his time and made sure they covered a 12 hour distance just so he could find the perfect place for them to camp. Finding a cave was not just the problem—and caves were pretty scarce. The problem was finding one that was deep and big enough to accommodate more than three persons. When he finally found it, it was nearing dark. The blanket of darkness that fell over them was just the right thing Draven needed to carry out his plans. He’d been thinking for hours how he would get away with talking to Timothy without anyone noticing and this was the best part.“A cave?” Lara asked in disbelief when they stood before the place. “Isn’t this kind of weird, Draven? Some crazy monsters might be in there!”Draven nodded in understanding. “Leo and I are going to check it out and see if it’s free of monsters; how about that?”“I thought you said we were getting to the end of the game,” Lara moaned.Draven gave her a confused look. “Lara,
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Long Mile
They walked a long mile, Draven and Leo leading the way while Lara and Diane walked behind. Diane stayed at the far end so she won’t walk on the same lane with Lara. There was something suspicious about the young girl that she didn’t like. Diane wasn’t usually suspicious of people but when she does, her instinct was definitely right—just as it was right with Draven and Lara. Leo cleared his throat and glanced at Draven. “So… were you lying?”“Was I lying about what?” Draven mumbled.“You know… about what Diane said?”“Why would I be lying about that?”Leo cocked his brows at him. “Don’t forget that I know you all too well, Draven. I know when you lie out of necessity and when you lie out of leisure. I usually don’t catch the leisure one but the necessity one is very obvious.”Draven glanced at him with an amused expression. “Really?”“Yup. You get all tense and defensive and violet most times if you’re pressured about it. It’ll make you want to protect that little lie of yours quite
