Jace open the door of his room,when he opened he was surprise when he saw a baby in his bed he was shock,he walk closer and he saw something in the baby he get it ,he was surprise when he saw a golden cridet card.

Jace look at the baby who's seem calm and quiet,he look at the card

A girl come out from the bathroom. her name is wenalin his fiance.

Jace look at wenalin who's coming out from the bathroom he remained calm.

Jace:"is this is really what you want."

he was talking about the baby while holding the card

Jace"You really want to do this"he said his voice was cold ,he walk closer to her.

Jace:"You are cheating on me,aren't you."he stare at her

Jace:I know I'm always busy on my work.but if you want to create a family you should told me you don't have to cheat on me."he seems disappointed

Jace:"So,how long you been cheating on me?"he still remain calm and composed

he throw the card into the bed.

"Answer me."he said,his voice was stern. look at her,waiting for an answer

wenalin smirk while shaking her head.

wenalin:"Your so OA" while she walk to the mirror and sit on the chair getting the blower and start to blower her hair.

Jace looked at her in disbelief

"I'm so OA?"he said,his voice was now full of annoyance.

Jace:"You're the one cheating on me and you tell me I'm overacting?"

wenalin keep on blow her hair without looking at him.

wenalin:"Do you think I have time to cheat on you"

"Oh,are you telling me this baby magically pop out from thin air?"he pointed at the baby on his bed.

wenalin turn off the blower and turn to look at the baby

wenalin:"us for a while"

Jace looked at her,confused.

"What do you mean by "us for awhile?"

wenalin walk toward the bed where the baby is,Jace watching her.

wenalin:"Her mom is still recovering, so for now, it's just us. We'll be the ones taking care of her while ,until her mom recovers.

Jace:"So,this baby is not from some guy you been sleeping with because I couldn't give much attention to you"

he said,his voice was now softer.

wenalin look at him and she smile a bit.

wenalin: "I wouldn't sleep with another person because you're gone for so long. So don’t worry, I only have you"

he finally let out a sigh of relief

Jace:"You scared the shit out of me."

he said and he walk behind wenalin and hug her from the back.

wenalin smile and put her hand over his arms,she looks at the baby again who was still peacefully sleeping.He also look at the baby who's quietly sleeping.

Jace:"Now I feel kinda bad for thinking that you cheat on me"

wenalin:"Well you thought I cheated on you,you kinda deserve it" she grinned teasingly.

Jace:"Now you're just being mean"

wenalin chuckle

wenalin:"Anyway how's your mission"

Jace let go of her and sighed.

"Don't get started with that right now"

he said,he sat on the edge of the bed,his back facing wenalin.

Jace:"It was tiring,I didn't get anything,I go to thier location but it's explode ."

wenalin:"it's seems they are really good"

he let out another sigh.

Jace:"Yeah,And I know now who behind all of this"

wenalin: "You know?"

he nodded.

Jace:"Yeah,You won't believe but it's my big brother"he said,he sounded tired."I thought he was dead ,but I saw him, before thier location get explode..........and I remember he the one who shoot me before."

A moment they got silence. And wenalin broke the silence

wenalin: "You should stop now,.......now that you know who behind all of this"she said simply

he turn to look at her

Jace:"What are you saying"he frowned a bit."He almost kill me and you want me to stop chasing him.?"

wenalin look at him

wenalin:"Do you think, I like it seeing you almost get killed every time......... But you should not waisting your time. Because you can't stop your big brother"

Jace:"Are you saying it's useless?"he almost sounded angry."You think Ill let him kill more innocent person!" Jace look at her,the anger in his eyes"I can't let him get away just because it's useless.I know I can stop him!"

wenalin: "Can you really stop him? cold tone....."Or you're just being too stubborn to not see the reality."

Jace gritted his teeth.

Jace:"You think I don't know how dangerous it is to go after him.You think I don't know that maybe I could die trying to stop him."

wenalin: "Then why you still want to go?"

Jace:"Because I can't let him harm anyone anymore!"he said,his voice raise a bit."I'm a police,it's my job to protect people"

wenalin: "If your the police to protect anyone ,then why you didn't protect his family ,even him?" cold tone "Where were you when he needs help?"

Jace was taken back by her words

Wenalin:"You should understand too,.....he was innocent before ,you know that, having a sample family,but the life was cruel to him,they got kidnap,they played them,He was made to play games, and if he failed, parts of his wife and child's bodies were slowly cut off......mmin the end he didn't save them,even his self when he jump on the Clift.....................................................

So you should understand why,he lost his mind,Why he's doing all of this" cold tone

wenalin:"That's why I'm telling you,stop chasing your big brother,you can't stop him...your not the one who can't stop him. wenalin get the baby and walk to the door way she stop when Jace say something.

Jace:"Do you know something?"

wenalin didn't turn to look at him

wenalin: "I just understand your big brother" she walkout from jace room.

Jace stood there, stunned by wenalin's words

he felt a mix of anger, frustration, and guilt.he clenched his fists tightly.wenalin's words keep replaying in his head.he couldn't get her words out of his mind.he knew she was right,but he couldn't just stop.he couldn't just ignore knowing his big brothers is still out there creating chaos.he sat on edge of his bed,running his hand through his hair.

(While at the lab)

In the lab, a man in a black coat with black mask stared at a large machine filled with water. Inside the water was an unconscious person. Nurses and doctors surrounded the machine.they are all busy.

He turned to a nearby doctor

"How's his condition"

The doctor looked up from his tablet

Doctor 016: "His vitals are stable, but there's still a problem and only doctor number 001 can...."

he cut him off to speak.

"Where is 001?"

doctor 016:shes still not coming back"

He seemed annoyed.

"Isn't she came back yet"

he sighed.

"let her be she need to do something.anyway tell me what's the other matter ?"

the doctor looked back at his tablet.

doctor016:"he suffered several injuries,including multiple fractures in his spine, but the most critical one was a severe brain injury.it was caused by the sudden deceleration when he hit the ground.We've managed to stabilize him, but we're facing difficulty. only the doctor number 001 can handle this"

He frowned.

"So you're telling me you can't do anything without number 001?"

He sighed in annoyance.

doctor 016:"Boss that's all ,I need to do something ,Ill excuse myself"

He nods.

the doctor bow and leave.

He turn his attention back to the patient inside the tub.

I'll wait for you..................... player 456

while the other room of the lab opened.the tubes were filled with clear water.inside each tub were unconscious players.

{Grayson pov}

I am now in the garden while painting I was smiling but with sadness in my eyes while I was painting.My hand trembled as I painted the figure.I was trying to capture the exact details of the face, his sharp brown eyes, and the way his short hair .I was determined to get it right.

Yaney:"Daddy!!!" she running towards my direction

I put my paintbrush down and turn to my daughter.

"Hey sweetie" I crouched down and Yaney quickly hugged me.

I hugged her back, holding her close.

"What are you doing out here?"

Yaney: "I want to see what you're doing daddy"Yaney try to peek at the canvas.

I smiled at him.

"Oh, it's just a painting sweetheart"

I lifted Yaney up and placed her on my lap.Yaney looked at my painting.

Yaney: "Who is that daddy?"she pointed at the figure on the canvas.

I smiled softly.

"That's...someone special to me" i tried to keep my voice even, but I couldn’t help the hint of sadness.

Yaney looked up at me, her young eyes full of curiosity.

Yaney: "Special?"

I nodded at her.

"Yeah, very special" I tried to smile, but it didn't quite reach my eyes.

I look back at the the painting.

{flash back at the Reaper tournament}

In the first game every player was in the harena,the first game was Stop Dance ,is a deadly game of rhythm and restraint, played within a confined arena. Each player begins at a starting point, facing a finish line some distance away. As upbeat music blares, the players must dance, their movements a frantic attempt to reach the finish line. That I don't know the twist The music is punctuated by sudden, jarring silences. The moment the music ceases, every player must freeze, perfectly still. Any movement, no matter how slight—a twitch, a stumble, even a blink—is met with immediate, fatal consequences. Sharpshooters positioned around the arena eliminate those who fail to maintain their frozen poses, turning the vibrant dance into a desperate struggle for survival, where rhythm and composure are the only defenses against death. The tension is palpable: the music's relentless beat, the constant threat of gunfire, and the players' desperate dance between life and death create a heart-stopping spectacle.

the first game was where I saw Hyazekiah from the distance.

I couldn't help but stare at the him from a distance.He was trying his best to dance and keep his composure.Even he is scared.I felt a strange connection to the him,I couldn't explain it I was amaze how Hyazekiah dance,it was first time I was amaze by the dancing.I couldn't take my eyes off him.

Next day I was in my bed staring at Yaney picture I miss Yaney thinking what yaney doing or how she is in the hospital.

suddenly someone talk behind me and sit beside me.

Hazekiah:"Oh who is that cutie?" he ask while smiling at the picture.

I was startled and turn to look at Hyazekiah.

"Oh,um...she's my daughter"I said, my heart skipped a beat just by looking at Hyazekiah.

Hyazekiah smile widen.that makes me blush

Hyazekiah: "You have a daughter!?"

I nodded at him.

"Yeah, her name is Yaney"I said, still feeling a bit flustered.I couldn't help but smile too.

Hyazekiah leans closer,examining the picture.

Hyazekiah: "She's adorable"he said with a warm smile.

"Yeah, she's definitely adorable"I replied, mt heart fluttering at the way Hyazekiah was looking at the picture.

Hyazekiah turned to look at me.

Hyazekiah: "why are you here?is your daughter now with your wife?"

My smile faded a bit at the mention of my wife. Should I say my ex wife.

"Uh,no...we already divorced, Yaney is currently in the hospital, she's sick"

Hyazekiah's expression shifted to one of concern.

Hyazekiah: "Oh, I'm sorry to hear that"

"It's okay"I said, my voice soft.

Hyazekiah gave me a small smile.

Hyazekiah: "You're a good father"

I couldn't help but feel a bit flustered again, but I tried to play it cool.

"Um, thank you"

Hyazekiah: "I can tell you really love your daughter"

I couldn't help but feel a little drawn to Hyazekiah's voice.

at the second game. This game is Players are forced into a frantic scramble for survival, immediately thrown into groups by a selection process. The moment the numbers are announced, group players must race against the clock to reach a designated "circle room" and secure it. This room, presumably offering temporary safety, The element of chance, dictated by the selection random groups, adds a layer of unpredictability and tension. Those who fail to find a partner or group in the allotted time face immediate execution.

I saw Hyazekiah from afar he is looking for his group and I immediately run to him.I run straight to him.Hyazekiah look at me when I grab his hand.Without waiting for Hyazekiah's words, I started pulling him towards the direction of the circle room.Hyazekiah seemed surprise but didn't protest.We reached the circle room and quickly entered, locking the door behind. leaned against the closed door, panting.

Next game Hide and Seek, but with a twist! Two teams, Black and white, face off. The Black team hunts down the White team, "stabbing" (eliminating) any they find. The White team must hide and reach a safe room guarded by… well, guards.

Me and Hyazekiah were part of the white team.We were currently hiding from the Black team, who were actively searching for us.

and when someone we heard foot stepp I corner Hyazekiah and cover Hyazekiah mouth.Hyazekiah froze, his breath caught in his throat as I pressed him against the wall.My eyes darted around, listening for any sounds.i leaned in closer to Hyazekiah, My body pressed against him.My heart pounded in my chest, feeling the heat radiating from his body.Our eyes locked to each other.

I could feel Hyazekiah's breath, warm and quick against my hand.

Next day the other player included me and Hyazekiah was trying to escape from the base.We were running through the hallways, trying to find a way out of the base with other player that wants to escape too while holding a gun

"Stay behind me,I'll promise I'll protect you,we can escape here"

Hyazekiah nodded at me.

We turned a corner and saw a group of guards blocking Our pathThey immediately fired their guns at us when they saw us.We exchanged gunfire with them.

Hyazekiah – I'm out of ammo. I need to go back there to get more.

I nodded at him.

"Be careful,I'll cover you"

He nodded at me.

We were caught by the guards and I was shot.

And Hyazekiah still not coming back.

I was laying down now on the bed.Yeah I finally escape because my friend help me to escape she is a guard thier.And I was waiting now to her because she promised me she will help Hyazekiah to escape too.

suddenly the door opened and I saw my friend the one who save me elodia.

Grayson:"Elodia!"

I'm trying to sit up.

Elodia:Don't move, you're not healed yet.

She came to my side and helped me sit up.

Elodia:"You're one lucky bastard"

Grayson:"where is hyazekiah?is he in the other room?I'll go there to see him!" Im trying to stand up

Elodia placed a hand on my shoulder, preventing me from getting up.

Elodia:"You're not going anywhere."she replied firmly.

Grayson:"what are you saying ?let me.i need to see hyazekiah"I insisted.

Elodia:Grayson, Hyazekiah is already dead!"

My world stopped spinning when I heard that.

"wh...what are you saying... hyazekiah still alive"

Elodia:"You heard me Grayson. Hyazekiah is dead. "Serious tone.

My world seemed to crumble at those words. My mind struggled to comprehend what i had just heard.My tears slowly flowing into my face

Grayson:"No. It can't be true.He still alive"I refused to accept it "And You promise me you will help him to escape "

Elodia:I tried Grayson,I really tried but I was too late when I go back he is already dead

My grip on the bed sheets tightened.

Grayson:"No...no...no I need to go back your lying I know he is still alive I can feel it. if you can't save him I'll go back thier to save him" trying to stand up

Elodia placed a hand on my shoulder.

Elodia:"Grayson, he is gone...there's nothing you can do now"Her voice was gentle but firm.

I'm still in denial.i couldn't accept the harsh truth

Grayson:"No, there must be something we can do. We can go back, he is still alive" trying to stand up.I pleaded

Elodia shook her head, restraining me from getting up.

Elodia:"Grayson listen to me, it's too late"

I couldn't bring myself to believe it. my mind was a whirlwind of disbelief and denial.

Grayson:"No, No...no" burst to cry

{End of flashback}

I finally snapped out of my thoughts, realizing that Yaney is still at my lap and looking at me . I smile at Yaney.

I looked at the canvas, the painting of Hyazekiah's face staring back at me.I sighed, the pain of missing him was still present in my heart. I'm sorry Hyazekiah if we don't try to escape maybe your still alive ,maybe I'm with you right now,maybe I'm the one whose protecting you right now.

I look at Yaney she studied the painting, her small hand reaching out to touch the canvas.

Yaney: "He's pretty"

I chuckled softly at my daughter's words

I gently placed a hand on top of Yaney's, guiding her fingers away from the still-drying paint.

"Yeah, he is" I said softly.

"Okay let's go inside it's not good for you to stay long outside.

Yaney nodded, climbing down from my lap.

Yaney: "Okay, Daddy"

i stood up, picking up my paintbrush and palette.I followed Yaney back inside the house.

The room was cold. Not the kind of cold that made you shiver, but the kind that seeped into your bones and clung there, a coldness that had nothing to do with temperature. The overhead fluorescent lights flickered faintly, casting a sickly white hue over the steel surfaces of the sterile chamber. In the center of the room was a metal table—the kind used more for dissection than healing.

On it lay a girl.

Player 240.

Her body was still. Limbs slack. Skin pale beneath the glare of the ceiling light. Blood had dried in streaks along her temple and collarbone, her uniform ripped in places from the final game. There was no indication of life, no rise or fall of breath. Her long hair fanned out beneath her head, a sharp contrast against the cold, metallic surface.

Two guards stood by the table, masks removed, leaning in closer than their job descriptions permitted.

“Beautiful, isn’t she?” the first guard murmured, a sick smile spreading across his face as his eyes scanned her.

“Lucky us,” the second replied, his voice tinged with dark amusement. His eyes gleamed—not with grief, not with reverence, but with something grotesquely hungry. “Some fun before the disposal?”

The first chuckled, stepping in, brushing a lock of hair from her face with a strangely gentle touch. “Such a waste,” he said, his tone dripping with false sympathy. “They should’ve kept her longer. I’d have liked to see her squirm more.”

The second moved closer to the table, now standing directly beside her lifeless form. “We could…” he hesitated, grinning. “We could have some fun first.”

He didn’t have to say more.

A silent agreement passed between them, built on filth and the comfort of being unseen.

“You first,” the first said, stepping back, licking his lips and folding his arms.

The second guard leaned over Player 240, his shadow falling over her like a shroud. “This is going to be… good,” he whispered, as though she could hear him. As though she could fear him.

His gloved fingers grazed her jawline, then wandered lower, toward her torn uniform. With fumbling hands, he began to strip away the fabric, piece by piece, layer by layer.

The sound of fabric rustling—too loud, too vulgar—echoed in the silence.

“She’s even more beautiful now,” the second guard breathed out, stepping back slightly to admire her. His eyes roamed greedily.

“Damn, she’s perfect,” the first guard said impatiently, shifting on his feet. “Hurry up. It’s my turn.”

The second nodded, turning his full attention back to her now mostly exposed form—

The door burst open .banging against the wall with a metallic clang that snapped the air like a whip.

Both guards froze, eyes wide.

A figure stood in the doorway small, sharp-eyed, framed by the harsh light from the hallway. Her white coat moved slightly with the breeze, and on her chest was a blood-red insignia that marked her rank and her mask

Doctor 001.

She was young. But her presence was the kind that made grown woman flinch. Not because she shouted. Not because she waved authority like a weapon.

But because she didn’t have to.

Her voice, when she spoke, was terrifyingly calm.

“What,” she asked, each word like ice cracking underfoot, “in God’s name do you think you’re doing?”

Neither guard answered.

The second guard scrambled to pull his gloves off of her, to step back, stammering.

The first squared his shoulders. “This is our section,” he said, trying to maintain control. “This is none of your business, Doctor.”

001 didn’t flinch. Her expression didn’t even twitch.

“I don’t care if this is your kitchen,” she replied. “Don’t touch Player 240.”

The second guard sneered, though his bravado was shrinking fast. “Why should we listen to you? She’s dead. Or at least she will be in a few hours.”

Doctor 001 stepped forward. Slowly. Deliberately.

“Because,” she said softly, “the Boss ordered me to take her to the lab.”

That name. The Boss.

It hit them like a gust of cold air.

The first guard visibly stiffened.

“She’s not on the transfer list,” the second guard muttered, as if grasping at a final excuse.

“Then maybe you should question why the Boss is above your list,” 001 shot back. “Unless you want your next assignment to involve mopping blood off the arenas.”

Silence.

The first guard scowled. “Fine.”

“Good,” Doctor 001 said with finality. “Get her dressed. Now.”

The two guards moved quickly, this time with shaking hands. The predatory glint in their eyes was gone. In its place: fear.

As they worked, 001 stepped over to the tray table and picked up her tablet, checking it with swift, practiced fingers. She glanced over the data before turning back to the girl on the table. Her eyes softened. Just slightly.

Player 240 had survived worse.

001 knew the signs. Knew enough about biochemistry to know the difference between death and extreme shutdown.

This girl is already dead

Once the girl was dressed again, 001 signaled with a nod. A few moments later, the door opened again—this time to two proper medical staff, wearing full protective gear. They wheeled in a stretcher, loaded Player 240 carefully, and followed 001 out without a word.

The two guards remained behind in silence, watching her be wheeled away. One of them wiped his brow. The other swallowed hard.

Neither would speak of what happened again.

Because they knew something had shifted.

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The Lab, Unseen by the Boss

What the guards didn’t know was that the Boss had given no such order.

Doctor 001 had lied.

Instead of disposal, Player 240 was taken to a locked, dim room deep in the medical wing. Over the months, 001 treated her in secret—washing wounds, feeding her, running stolen equipment.

“Strong heart,” she muttered one day, checking vitals. “Annoying for them.”

By the fourth month, Player 240 opened her eyes briefly. 001 fed her broth without comment.

1 year in, she could sit up. A year later, she could walk, though pale and weak.

“You’re not ready to leave,” 001 said one night. “But you will be.”

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Monitors and Memories

The room hummed with machines, monitors beeping in steady rhythm. Doctors 001, 023, and 100 stood around a large tube, watching Player 240 float in clear water.

Doctor 100’s eyes stayed on the screen. “Her vitals are stable.”

Doctor 023 adjusted controls. “Brain activity is stable as well.”

001 nodded. “Good. Keep monitoring her.”

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Player 240’s POV

Her eyes cracked open slightly, vision blurred. A dull ache throbbed in her head.

Where am I?

Am I dead? …Yeah… I must be.

Her gaze shifted toward the glass wall of the tube, seeing vague shapes of the doctors moving outside.

The heaviness in her body pulled her under again.

She closed her eyes and drifted back into darkness.

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