Human hater

A game .

Clay felt that she was personally experiencing an epiphany, that was the only explanation she could muster for the feeling that she was experiencing since hearing that she was in a game.

She had of course known it was a game but she had been so busy surviving that she had not even noticed what every average game possessed.

Why had she never thought of it that way?

A game meant that there had to be someone in charge or at least in control , like a gamemaster or someone on another level, a guide of sorts.

And a very common feature of a gamemaster was usually their availability to the players.

They would not leave the gameverse just to the players,they could not.

If Clay was right,there was a gamemaster somewhere in this game watching all of them.

They might be hidden and watching them but what was the point of even hiding when no one here knew anyone else?

Whoever it was,they were definitely also pretending to be a player to be effectively included in the game.

Clay gasped slig
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