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Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 163: Break
Mikayla took them to a tropical beach area, because she needed a break and Corey was forced to enjoy it. Well, he was forced to participate and pretend that he was enjoying it. Borba slug one of her masculine arms around his shoulders, and she dragged Corey as they marched over the beach. The girls were having fun, and Corey was instead thinking about what he would do when he found Lorelei. He was able to lead Borba into one of the many canopies where he found a chair to stretch his body on. The orc left him too it as she wanted to beat Misha in volleyball. Corey was bored only three minutes into his relaxing time. He turned his neck to the side, tired of watching the boring blue waves. He instead focused on the heated sand, and the people walking all over it. Corey spotted a man dressed in all black walking his way. The beach wasn't empty. Several people laid around spending their time enjoying all that the island had to offer. When the man reached Corey he dropped a note, and cont
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 164: Pathetic
Hi Corey. It's Iriel. While I know I'm the last person you wish to talk too, I've come to you with a bargain. If you'll accept. It appears the people I thought would help me better than you have all turned against me. My freedom is nothing but a dream I have during the nights when I can sleep. I'm terribly worried and I'm not sure what to do.So here I am, writing to you in hopes that you'll help me. I know compassion and empathy are not your things. Which is why I won't even bother to give you a sob story. I'm not dumb. Although lately, I haven't felt that way. And I blame you partially for that. My life wasn't free of shackles and rules, but it was better before I met you. That's besides the point. I can let bygones be bygones, if you and I can reach a deal. I'll tell about the current hit on your life, and how it'll happen in as much details as you'd like, if you once again allow me to join your women so that I can find my freedom. I can almost hear you scoffing as I right this
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 165: the lip
Curiosity definitely killed the cat, as Corey proceeded to spend the rest of his night examining the piece of tech he stole away from that robot. Mikayla finally took the boat, and drove it in the direction Corey needed to be. He'd let her haveher vacation. Now it was time for him to get another clue. This game was full of interesting stories, and paths you could take. Corey had no doubt that if he chose a particular setting, and spot, he wouldn't be in this mess. Well, he would still be under the lock keeper's raider. But he wouldn't have met most of the crazies, and he did not exclude his women from this. Alot could have gone down differently if Corey had chosen a different path. For example, if he hadn't made the decision to go through that disgusting jungle, and into the land of pedophiles and sexual abusers, he likely wouldn't have found Pamela. And neither would he have saved the suffering elf girls.If Corey had left the forest without uttering a word to Eleanora they never w
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 166: The off discovery
The woman with link hair looked very odd, even though odd is not the right word, to Corey. She had a human set of hair, human lower lip, and human fingers. Corey was disturbed as he took in the strange sight of this bot as she went through a flask of organs as though she was trying to pick out the best to use. There was another boy laying on a medic bed, and he was strapped. Corey saw the male struggle. The only part of him that was human, happened to be the genitalia. He had a long male, pale, dick attached to the center in between his legs. Disgusted, Corey turned his eyes to the side. The sentients were definitely doing something. "Relax, SCP- 334. The feel receptors have no been added yet, you have nothing to worry about."The bot screeched. "If that was the case then why do I feel like you're about to do something bad to me. What is the meaning of this? What even is this between my legs?""You're asking too many questions, breathe for a moment. Your questions will be answered.
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 167: Lorelei
Corey was off the ship the second Mikayla announced their arrival. The women decided they would do a little shopping and return to the ship by night fall. Well, not every woman. Borba, and Eleanora took Greta for a flight. Pamela stayed on the ship to fix something, and so did toby. But he only stayed because he was sea sick. The rest went shopping.Visiting the beautiful town to see all that it had to offer. Corey was left to his own vices. He found the temple in seconds flat, and he went for the tour. He was shown around the entire place, and the small townsfolks explained that their man attraction had something of a difficult background. Corey allowed his mind to go far off as everything else in the tour didn't interest him. If Lorelei was the perfect specimen, why in god's name was she in a town far from the sentients? Was it like his little paradise? Could they not enter?The question went over his head, into NewAge alerted him that they were arriving at the good part. The whole
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 168: Sadistic
Lorelei was helpful in explaining that until recently, she had felt like their projects would never work. Until she was visited by some lady that looked like the UPL- 100. Their code word for the human race, it actually mean the uncharted planet lifeform. Earth was the code number 100. Corey didn't know what to make of this information. His mission didn't involve try to save the human race but he felt obliged. Since he was going to fight the man who has ordered this. What was Erogo's plan? That was the question Corey knew he would be asking every day. The god left him at a loss sometimes. But no matter what, his intentions lacked purity. He was out to turn the human race into a bunch of sentients. And his game was the path he would use to achieve this. Lorelei and Corey spoke for a couple more minutes before he asked her if she wanted to be free. She said it would do her no good. She would only go to the rivers named after her where she would be consumed. And that was enough to make
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 169: There could be more than one?
The bird wasn't easy to find. Corey went through each one, trying to figure out which statue was the right one. Some of them were dusty, disgusting, and in places that didn't make any sense to Corey. Mikayla and Pamela were helping him figure it out. NewAge too. They were alla searching for the right bird. Even though they all looked the same. Corey drew a long line, connecting each of the bird statues and their locations. They were placed far from each other and they didn't form any symbol that stood out. Corey almost wished for a clue from his distant relative, but that would make him feel stupid. Even though the clue would leave smart people stumped too. With a hollowed sigh, he continued to looked over everything with his eyes. It was hard to connect everything when they made no sense. He couldn't come up with any theory that fit. Nothing seemed right. Nothing at all. To take a break, Corey decided to check through his list of relatives to see if any of them fit the last clue he
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 170: Hinting at something
There's a thin line between love and hate.Good and bad. Right and wrong. There is always a line. But what if there was a gap instead? Something that didn't make sense. As you must now know, there was a previous lock keeper. Which makes you wonder, if the position of a lock keeper is not that grand. Granted…. They're protecting something. Why else would they be named that? There's a home, place they reside. In it, they're guarding something. And now the god of games has become one of them. So my little clue and question is, what do you think I'm trying to explain, Corey? Am I hinting at something? Am I telling to search in a particular place for the home of the lock keeper? Or…. Am I helping you remove the unimportant parts? The answer is pretty straight forward. I have no doubt you'll figure it out. Even if it takes time. You need to understand the pattern I'm drawing for you. If It were easy, I would have simply told you where you enemy lived. But I'm not going to do that. Becau
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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
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..
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
