Trash Chapter #11
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Isn't this your wish? To play a game?’
“My wish? Yes, yes it is, I've always wanted to fall into a game. A fun game that'll keep me away from reality. My wish—”
‘Is to play a game?’
“Yes, to play a game. Is there a game like this? the type I can find in a novel, a game that could go on and on forever. In a game, I could be another person. Something to just keep me off from the harsh reality.”
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‘There is one. Do you dare?'
I chuckled a bit with the letter ever forming new words in my hands.
“Do I dare? It's not that I do not.”
‘Do you dare?’
“You see, I have a weak body, but I have always wanted to play in the premier league. My story can be found anywhere in the dreams of millions of males.
In the end, all I knew was to make money and a little knowledge here and there.
Actual things have never been my hobby. So I paid to get into their friendly competition, but I f****d up. I f****d up real bad.
- Writer
