Revenge After Death

As the light went out and the secret room plunged back into darkness, they had to proceed with caution. They were afraid that any careless move could harm their companions unintentionally. "Place your hand on each other's shoulders and declare your name!" Steven's voice echoed through the dark, inviting them to step forward and reveal their name through the connection of their hands on his shoulders.

"Zion."

"Rachel," said Rachel, her voice trembling with fear.

Rachel gently placed her hand on the shoulder of the person standing in front of her. The other person uttered, "Michael."

"Yasmin."

"Eason..."

"Howard..." Howard's voice was forbearing, probably because he was injured.

Amid the darkness, Howard's voice resurfaced. His hand rested on the shoulder of the person in front of him. "Reveal your name! Speak up!"

room

seconds when the light flickered on, the murderer had

now. His death would have exposed

dark, and the hidden room felt like Schrödinger's cat. I

control, frantically throwing

my hand. I turned to look at Benjamin. "What do you want? The people who harmed you are from the orphanage, and they're practically dead! What

his gaze on me, his voice hoarse. "Stephie, joining the game is a dead end.

concluded that Howard was dead. The person he sought to kill had

to exist. This world feels like purgatory with everyone playing different roles and hurting each other." According to Benjamin, the terrifying aspect of hell

the same kind. The abandonment of loved ones, the betrayal of friends, the separation of lovers, the stabbing of

members of

group delved into the

that the more artificially enhanced a highly intelligent human being's genetic makeup was, the colder, heartless, and more emotionless they tended to

of heightened intelligence often resulted in a decrease in emotional capacity. In essence, only those who could detach themselves from emotion could elevate their wisdom