Death's Game

The horrors still haunt me and yet it's like I have enjoyed every second of it from my predicament to my desire to kill and play this untold game.
  At first it was what you would call a test and next it was the hunger to bathe in crimson.
  No, no, I am not an old woman telling a tale, as a matter of fact the game has just started. It began when I died.


Warning not your normal romance story. It contains blood and gore for matured audience.


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