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Ah yes. Good old disassociation. And compartmentalization.

Player 23’s eyes flashed open. “She can’t see me like this, please.” They were walking through a hallway he didn’t recognize. “Felix, please.” He spoke the man’s name by mistake.
The guard’s grip tightened on him. “Don’t say that here. The walls have ears. I’ll take you to my quarters first.
Jun 24, 2025 10:10PM
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This was great. Can’t wait for the next book. 5 stars.
Jun 26, 2025 12:02PM
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Funny how these books always end with Jayce’s pov.

“Where are you taking me? What’s going on? I need to find Player 20.” Just as he decided to do what he must, the lift jolted to a stop, opening.
There had only been a few times in his life when Jayce had felt shocked and nearly all of those revolved around Raven.
Jun 26, 2025 12:00PM
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“Is it Julian? Is the host Julian?”
“No.” Felix made his way to a door on the ship, and I attempted to take in more of my surroundings, but my eyes were growing tired, my vision blurry. “He is The Host and Julian is Julian.”
I couldn’t fathom what he meant, and I didn’t have time to truly question it before he was placing me into another man’s arms.
Jun 26, 2025 11:57AM
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Anadil threw something to me. The item bounced a few times before landing at my feet.
“Remove your mask and collar, Raven. Let them see who you are. Our images will not be blurred for this. Let them see who it is behind the mask.”
Still not trusting her, but deciding it was best to establish what she was playing at, I bent and scooped up the item. A block-shaped key.
Jun 26, 2025 11:45AM
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The Host cocked his head. “Yes, we are nearing the end, aren’t we? Five teams and seventeen players have made it to this round. Over a month we have spent together. Over a month you have spent with your team. Fostering friendships, forgiveness…love. Let us see what happens when it is put to the test.”
My eyes found Griffin’s, and he lifted his head offering a smug smile.
Jun 26, 2025 10:58AM
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Dame. That’s unexpected.


I heard his retreating feet as, simultaneously, my vision returned.
And I was face to face with my Sponsor.
I glared at the masked man. “How could you? How could you do this to me? You made me the Shadow and for what?
Jun 26, 2025 12:49AM
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Well if his “parents” are the “creators”. 😐 things aren’t looking good for u Jayce.

My sister isn’t my Sponsor.
The knowledge was soul crushing in a way I couldn’t explain, and it distracted me from my current situation. If they were my friend. If they were born outside of the Facility. There were only a few people left that they could be.
Jun 26, 2025 12:33AM
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Bet game 10

Either Ivan’s or 32’s team is gonna die
Likely 32 her team is disposable

Also I think in the other country besides Violencia women are incubators and have to be injected to give birth. So the children of such women don’t have familial connections they’re raised like robots. Not “natural born” with parents or uncles, aunts, siblings. And children that are “natural” are cherished.
Jun 26, 2025 12:25AM
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Dude this is so fucked up. A man who raised a boy is probably doing terrible things to a girl his “son’s” age. Omg everything is fucked up.

The Game Warden finally found the ability to speak. “The Host came to kill her.”
The woman next to the man scoffed haughtily. Her blonde hair fell around her mask and she swept some of it back.
Jun 26, 2025 12:23AM
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Love that the character names matches the role he’s playing.

“Unkie Julie, you promise mama and daddy love me?” Sparrow asked him as she cuddled further into his side.
At least that’s what he heard.
Jun 24, 2025 11:16PM
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average  human Nightingale approved it. But you’re near the end now, just a few more rounds and then it will be safer for you. For the girl.”
“How did you do it?” Player 23 finally asked as they stepped inside Felix’s room. “How did you make it through this? How did you win and live with yourself for it?”
“Do you know how soldiers are trained?” Felix dropped his hold, turning to grab a towel and threw it at Player 23, before continuing. “They are disassembled and then built back as weapons. Every personal piece and layer is peeled away until they no longer have a name, they are simply their title. Right now, you are Player 23 and I am a Guard. I rely on this name; I have made it my identity. I don’t focus on my past or who I used to be.”
“But, Sparrow.” Player 23 looked down at his hands. It was a mistake. They were coated still in the crimson of the man he had killed moments ago.
The Guard leaned back against the door, appraising him. “To Sparrow you are her uncle. That is your title. Use it. Play the part, but don’t let it consume you.”
“How will we ever escape this though? Will we not just turn into mindless creatures existing simply for the sake of breathing. If there is nothing else, no emotion, then why do it at all?”
The Guard shut his eyes, his lips curling wistfully. “I won’t tell you to have hope. But instead, you need to have patience. We can’t escape on our own. After all, a Griffin’s wings will only take them part way.”
Player 23 recognized the phrase. His heart pounded against his chest, he wanted to shake the guard, question him, but refrained.
“Okay, I’ll play my parts and I’ll be patient. But how long will it take? How long will I be trapped here?”
The Guard straightened. “For however long it takes. But they will come.” He gestured towards a door to their left. “Now, no more questions. The bathroom is that way. It’s time to go into your role as Uncle.”


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