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Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 038: Game on pt 3
Corey rolled his dice, aching to know what happens. Pamela was the opposite of him, she was dreading the thought of finding out. Her character was the dumbest anyone could have chosen. "Kenneth is going to run to the grandmother's room with spider. Thank fuck!"Corey knew if he was in that situation and he was challenged, he would be making the dumb decision. It was his greatest flaw, not knowing when to refuse a challenge. Some just weren't meant to be accepted. To hell of Corey ever accepted that. "Since we've gotten this far, all of you need to roll and select a small bottle out of the drinks. Take sips every time your roll."They nodded. Corey rolled again, landing on a one. He chose the small bottle with a black liquid in it. It had the number on the dice. Pamela and Eleanora rolled as well, picking their drinks. Almost like fate, Pamela had gotten the blue drink Verosika poured for her earlier on."Let's go on.Kenneth doesn't wait for anything to happen, he bolts out of the
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 039: Game on pt 4
"Lilith obeys and turns to check the door." Pamela begrudgingly says. She had gone through all the cards with the number eight, and they all had the same response. Like the game had decided Lilith's fate already and there was no changing it. She remorselessly reminded herself that this was the core reason she didn't play games to begin with.She was horrible at them. "Lilith slowly turns towards the pale white oak of the front door, and peaks through the glass on the side. She flinches when she sees her grandmother staring right back at her with darkened eyes, and a menacing glare. Rainwater dripping down her wrinkled skin. Lilith hurried shuts the bolts to the door right as the know begins to turn. She dumps the phone, missing the last key words her grandmother adds.Run, Lilith. I will hunt you like the animal you are. Kenneth is shivering, and wrapping his arms around his folded knees when he hears pounding on the grandmother's door. Unbeknownst to him, the little devil presses
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 040: Game on, the final part
Eleanora, Pamela, and Corey, down the last of their drinks. Making bad faces at the taste of the drink. They could swear it wasn't that bitter the first few times they drank from it. But now it taste horrible. Pamela dreaded having to drink from the laughing bottle, for all the good choices she made, she hadn't gotten a single snack. And now she was about to destroy her stomach with a demonic alcohol. 'yay me.' her tone is dry, and lacks all traces of hope. Verosika prepares for the final narrative, drinking the water to cleanse her throat. Talking took alot of energy, she said it herself. Knowing that if she uttered those words out loud. She would receive alot of insults."The final…. narrative.We need to leave, the window is our only way out. Kenneth says to little. Just then, a heavy knock hit the door. Almost rocking it off it's hinges. Lilith, my little angel. Come meet the little devil. You said he wasn't real, come and see for yourself. You called me crazy. Said I was a li
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 041: Surprise
Corey came out of slumber earlier than he was supposed too. He used the moment to check the scroll for the nearest place they could get too. The game of the Lock keeper was tasking, and with the amount of creatures, cities, states and kingdoms, the game was made to be impossible for someone to truly complete. You begin the game with no food. You have to get a quick quest or you character dies and you're forced to start all over. Doing the same thing until you actually move up a level. He could consider himself lucky if his ambitions weren't pushing him towards doing the almost impossible. In the scroll where a list of states and the fruits they had. The nearest one to the Yonko village."Zeganya- am I pronouncing this right? What is this place?"NewAge: BAD LANDS. THE HOME OF THE OUTLAWS. "Perfect!"NewAge: HOW?'I can practice my new abilities there. And we're looking for a lily fruit. Sounds adorable.'NewAge: IT IS A SMALL WHITE FOREST CHILD.Horror flashed over Corey's face. '
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 042: A visit from the enemy
The Lock keeper snapped his fingers, a tear appeared with no beginning or end. Nothing was behind it either. He nudge his chin towards it, a silent order for Corey to go through the rip. Skeptical, but not wanting to die, Corey walked towards the abomination and passed through. He ended up in the middle of a dining room. A long table wad set, with only two chairs facing apart from each other. One with his name on it. "Sit, Corey. You're my guest."Corey's heart sparked up. He was in the Lock keeper's mansion. There were no windows or doors so he wouldn't be able to remember something familiar about the place. And that was if the Lock keeper didn't kill him. His only question was why NewAge hadn't warned him about the imposing danger. He tried to call for the system but it nothing happened.'NewAge?' Corey called internally, making his way to the seat that was kept for him. The chair drew back, and Corey slid in. He waited, for anything. Being alone was messing with his mind. He wa
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 043: New plan, new attitude
"Rise and shine ladies. Clean up and get dressed, we're on route to the Centrons home land.""WHAT?!' Verosika sprung up, her hair messed and eyes widening like a mad woman. "No no no no no." She tossed the blanket, and practically tripped her way over to Corey. "What's the problem?"Verosika gripped the waistband of his pants. "The Centrons are mad smart. We'll never get a fruit past them." Her fingers drifted off to his belt, Corey wore jeans for once in contrast to his usual sweatpants. He brushed her hands away, and crouched. "I'll give you a taste of me if you promise to trust me and leave the questions in the dust bin."Verosika's face went from wild to composed on the seconds after Corey uttered those words. "Well, when you're speaking my language. How I can refuse." She beamed. "I need to wear something for this." She faded into a shadowy figure and slithered away from Corey. He noticed the other women were frowning at him. All but Yumiko, who had no clue what Centrons wer
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 044: A crazy idea
"What is the nebula sector?" Pamela found a seat, and nestled her body into it. They were taking a small boat to the Centrons. Corey hadn't dropped any information on the sector to her. And Verosika wasn't interested in talking about those snobby rich pieces of technology, her very own words. Eleanora was the same. All she could tell Pamela was that the Centrons were considered the biggest dicks to every specie simply because they don't have any crisis or problems, and because they're smarter than everyone else. To avoid accidentally being tricked by them, people tend to avoid them. The mage's plan was to keep her mouth shut during their entire time there. And Verosika was planning to do the same. She didn't want to associate herself with them. If it weren't for Corey, she would have stayed back in the submarine. "The nebula sector, is home to three different species." Corey turned to face the women, Yumiko was fast asleep by his foot. She slept more times than any of the women c
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 045: Tripping into Borba
Corey tossed the bag over his shoulders. He waved his hands at the women, taking a huff of the mist clouding the air before pulling his mask over his face and jumping off the boat. NewAge gave him instructions to get to a cave that would lead him past the orcs main guards. Corey needed to find an orc that he could pay to help him. He snickered a laugh in his head. Paying one would have been a nicer idea than manipulating an orc into thinking the Centrons were about to do something horrible. That could stir up war. It could destroy two very good societies, that might have been living next to each other in blissful Harmon. Did he care about yany of that? Absolutely not. He wanted one thing, and that was the fruit from the dryad. He had thought about initially asking an orc to do it for him. Why create a beef between two people when you can just get one person to do the job? The answer to that was simple. Orc aren't precise. If they are able to survive all of the dryad's torrid attack
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191: It can't end like this
Corey woke the next morning to the loud banging of something metallic. He could almost feel the danger before it arrived. He could sense the trap before he woke up, and NewAge provided him with no warning. That was the worst of it all. His stomach clenched, buckled with the tight feeling of despair slipping through the cracks of his chest. Something was here. An enemy that had put his system on hold. How was that possible? Corey shoved himself out of bed. Rushing towards the door of the bedroom, his fingers barely grazed the doorknob before it flew open. Scratching his nose as he ducked out of the way. Corey blinked, staring heavily at the figure that stood before him. Just yesterday, he'd been playing videogames. How did things roll from zero to one hundred? A dark figure pushed out from the door way. "We haven't been acquainted, Mr Feldman. But you're about to find out this is just the first phase of my plan."Corey wasn't given a chance to speak as the grimy voice of the man. T
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Author's note
Dear readers,I would just like to say thank you to thank everyone who has read this story so far. It's my first time writing a male leading story, and I'm not sure I did it right but I hope to get it perfectly some day. But this note isn't to tell you thank you, I also wanted to inform you that starting next month I will be taking a full month's hiatus from this story. It's not going the way I planned, reader wise. And I'd like a break from it to get my head cleared and gather some new ideas. I'll publish some chapters for the rest of the month. But after that, I'll be off on a break to return by June. Thank you for reading this note. And have a good day..
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190: Impressed by the best gamer
Taking a break was not something Corey wanted to do but he had no clue if taking another quest would benefit him at the moment. Likely because he was feeling the urge to be lazy. But where was the fun in that. Corey tapped his friend Toby while he slept. He seemed stressed, and on his screen was a failed level to a part of Clash of Thunder that Corey assumed they must have added in after he died. And apparently Toby was having issues with finishing it. Corey pulled out his chair from under the desk, plopped down on it. He pulled the headphones over his ears, and clicked on the replay on the screen. He wasn't adjusted to the set that Toby used for his gaming. But a quick two minute scan, and Corey knew where to keep his hands without having to remove his eyes from the screen ever. He sat feeling the old school joy he would normally get whenever he got home from school and settled behind his desk to play his favorite games. Or just to stream. Sometimes, he didn't even stream, he just
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189: They're on hiatus?
The new additions to the group were still on Corey's mind as he navigated through the lobby of a deserted and destroyed space ship. Dressed in a black suit to keep his oxygen from running out. His objective was to fix the ship, keep the oxygen and find out who the imposters were. There were a total of three that Corey had to search for. So he asked the women to all join in. Toby even agreed, he wanted a way to test out his alien form. No doubt so he could attack Corey, and the teen more than welcomed it. He was easy to intrigue sometimes. And for the rare occasion, rare but consistent, what should have intrigued Corey instead bored him.He took slow strides through the lobbies with Alisha by his side. She really had no complaints to joining his harem and Corey was slowly getting to know her personality. Almost like he was still getting to know Clio. Alisha was a natural hunter, she had skills that Corey didn't posses. Sure, he was a jack of all trades. But watching how she skillfully
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188: CONGRATULATIONS 🎉
The next day, Corey was apologizing to Toby. "How was i supposed to know he won trick you into marrying him? It was supposed to be a harmless joke." Toby glared at Corey. He'd gone from trying to think of a way to get himself a girlfriend to married to an orc dude that threatened to kill him if he ever left him. And he could tell Corey was secretly laughing at his predicament. No matter how many times he tried to act sympathic and sorry. It was clear to Toby that his friend was having a good laugh out of this. "If you're truly sorry, you'd use your powers to get me out of this.""Yeah, but the king would be so sad." Toby tossed his pillow at Corey. The teen didn't bother blocking it. He fell on his back then began cackling. "I'm sorry if I don't want to be married to an-"The door to his room opened, and Borba walked in. Her eyebrow raised. "You're not thinking of ditching my brother. You're his mate. Acceptance is your only choice. I chose Corey, and he didn't complain. We orcs ar
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187: Near death celebration
The missile was fast and Corey found that he could still laugh with his broken sense of humor in such a situation. Misha turned to him, incredilous expression on her face. Then she loosened up and laughed. As if on cue, Corey got a message from Borba. He teleported her to their position. She whipped around to see the missile before she could even greet Corey and tell him her brother was inviting him to enjoy an orc festival. She heard the coy laughter coming from Corey and Misha. Borba flung her mace at the missile. The wind blew against her skin as the weapon struck the tip of the sharp war missile. Making it explode. Her weapon flew back, and she caught it. Laughing curiously at the pretty site. She turned around and Corey looked in awe. From the background, it looked like a scene from an action movie. With the explosion in the sky, pieces of metal flying about. And Borba walking towards him. The wind in her hair, a smirk on her face. Corey wanted to snap a picture but all he did
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186: The types of bots
They'd found a place for Corey to fix Misha's button. And while he worked on it, getting another chance to look at her insides- no sexual innuendos there- he watched the city and spotted many types of bots. Corey was intrigued, and he was never one to really hide his fascination from himself. If he wanted to study something he would admit that much to himself. So as he settled carefully on the blanket, and Misha was stuck in a limbo like state unable to fully shake out of it and wake up until Corey was done, he asked NewAge to explain each of the bots and their purposes. He was already acquainted with the killer bots. NewAge: THERE ARE MANY TYPES OF SENTIENT BOTS THAT ARE CREATED ALMOST EVERYDAY. BUT ONLY TEN STAND OUT TO THE WORLD. WE'LL GO FROM AN UNEVEN LIST. 1: THE MEDIC BOTS; THESE BOTS COME WITH NO RANK OR LEVEL AND THEY ARE USUALLY THE EASIEST TO KILL AS THEY HOLD NO FIGHTING SKILLS. THE CREATORS DELETED THAT FROM THEIR SYSTEMS THE SAME WAY THEY DELETED EMOTIONS FROM THE KILL
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185: The warehouse
After reading the clue Corey went about his day, keeping it in mind that he would think about what to do with the aforementioned clue once he was done ne thinking about the lock keeper. Because the man kept him intrigued and on his toes. He wanted to know more. But Corey knew he would never find anything about the lock keeper without some help. Which was disappointing. It was still strange referring to an unknown force as the lock keeper, instead of the man he'd once known to be that. Erogo was just Erogo. Self centered and easily blinded by words. Corey went to bed almost too easily. Sometimes his mind and body surprised him. After what he'd seen, the question of how he could still sleep well was insane. Corey turned around in the bed, thinking about what his day would entail. But that changed when Misha broke into his room the moment he was done getting dressed for the day. She looked distressed. "Corey, I got another message. I think I need to go to that warehouse. Convince
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184: Check his mind
Corey sat his father down in Greta's den where the dragon was peacefully taking a nice nap. She had woken up briefly to sniff Corey's hand, and give his full body a lick with her long rough tongue. Corey had dried himself off the saliva and proceeded to walk circles around his father. He was watching the man as he tensed in the chair. Between the mighty dragon and a powerful kid that he knew was about to do something horrible to him. So he hissed, "Do you worst. I'll never talk."Corey laughed at the irony hidden in those words. "But I haven't even said anything, you're the one talking." His father tensed even more, and Corey was having too much fun making a fool out of the man. But how he could he not have fun? Corey knelt by his father's feet, and his eyes started to glow in a way that was nearly blinding. His father blinked severally and tried to process what he was seeing. Then his eyes rolled, in the most painful way possible. He wasn't given the opportunity to scream. Corey w
