It could have been called the land of the waste. Perhaps, a place to throw senseless garbages of the world. But it was called the Lockeroom island—a place where the game of life and death is of equal to entertainment.
A man named Silver Cassano found out that he was to play a game he never heard ever since. Catered by the island, he was about to unfold different setups, different beasts, different places, a weird killing game, and . . . the reason why life can either be as beautiful as the blossom of the flower—or a waste, petty entity of the world.
The door cranked. It opened.
Instead of light bursting from outside, there was nothing but darkness.
The room too was filled with darkness, like a coffin buried on its grave.
A hoarse and creepily powered tone of a voice has appeared from the doorway. Yet, despite it being the voice of horror, it seemed . . . wary and ca……
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