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FortuneCraft in Apocalypse 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
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse 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
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse 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
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse 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
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse 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
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse FortuneCraft
With the grace of a shadow, Draven moved through the alleys, sprinting through the darkness as fast as he could. His breath fast as beads of sweat formed on his forehead. “Oh God! Just help me this time! I swear I won’t steal anything ever again.” He said as he gazed at the sky above. It had been two days since Draven had eaten anything. He was left with no choice but to steal. The fact that he was a human in an area ruled by aliens prevented him from getting a job. Wherever he went he was ridiculed and thrown out like all the other humans living in the area, though there weren’t many left. Most of them were wiped out by aliens including Draven’s family. “Stop! You won’t be able to get away from here!” One of the men chasing him shouted, “How dare you steal from Lord Malachi! You are courting death.” Clutching the bag near his chest, he sped up and turned around the corner. Luckily, he found a narrow gap between the two buildings and went inside before the men could turn around t
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse System
Draven smiled at the girl and nodded his head before moving to the door where another line of participants were waiting to enter. He kept his eyes on each of them entering inside. His curiosity and interest piqued up as he continued to wait for his turn. Soon it was his turn. On the side of the door there was a machine. Like all other participants Draven pushed his ticket inside the small gap. It sucked in his ticket and a loading sign appeared on the screen. *Ding [ Welcome Player 099 ] [ Put your right thumb on the screen below ] Draven did as he was told and as soon as he put his thumb on the screen a loading sign appeared again. [ Details Verified ] [ Welcome to FortuneCraft. May you come out alive. ] “Alive? What does this mean? Are there chances we can die in the game?” Draven’s eyes were wide as he asked. Showshh…The door opened but Draven kept on standing there in his place not sure if he should go inside or not. “Hurry up.” A man from behind him shouted, “We have
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse Hidden Armory
He was running fast but his legs were trembling. He was falling again and again. The creature was running quickly towards him as he looked behind him. "OMG! What should I do now?" He asked himself with a trembling voice.When he looked away, he noticed a distant building. He thought he could get away from that creature if he could hide in that building and started to run towards it with his heart pounding in his chest.He sprinted towards the building, hoping to find safety and managed to get there. The building was dark from the inside but it was the only option for him to get away from that creature. He quickly found a room and closed the door behind him. While he waited, his heart pounded as he listened for any sign of the creature. He prayed that he would not be discovered."Where should I hide?" He asked himself as the building was dark from the inside and he was unable to see anything. From the entrance, he hit himself with different objects inside the building."Oh Shit! I sh
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