Gaderhael

He claimed that he was innocent. 

Grayson L. Riego, a man convicted for the murder he vowed he didn't commit is now sentenced to death.

With the world getting more united and closer than ever, technology flourished.
And with the boom of technology came the age of Deep Dive Virtual Reality (DDVR/VR).

Introduced in the year 2057, VR's popularity and importance were quickly realized by many.

From games where people could earn a living and mostly spend their time, to applications used for meetings instead of physically going to your office. Some even say that only one's imagination is the limitation of VR.

And it was because of one's imagination that even the execution of death row convicts has also transcended reality.

Hopeful Homicide. Introduced in the year 2058, is a Virtual Reality death game where death row convicts around the world are forced to play with the promise of freedom and help of giving the winners a fresh start. As well as "cleansing" their soul.

Now in its ninth year, Grayson L. Riego has no choice but to participate in this brutal death game.

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*Warning: This story includes extreme violence and gore. Proceed at your discretion.

*Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, events, and incidents are all fictional.

Hopeful Homicide

The sound of our bomb's explosion almost deafens everyone in the group. If you listen close, you could hear that they exploded in succession but appeared to be in sync.


Sand scatters in the air, surrounding us and stopping our vision from going through. They reached a greater height and area compared to when it is caused by the burst of air and the croak's tail.


"Are they dead?" Urick said with his loud and deep voice.


With focus, everyone awaits for the floating sand to clear. It feels like all of us are on edge, waiting and praying to see dead croaks when the sand disappears.


I noticed that the gulp that I just did made a loud sound, but I couldn't be bothered. My attention is fully captured by what's in front of me. Even without looking, I know that everyone's the same. If someone farts, no one would bat an eye. Or maybe Urick will. I guess he might even laugh as well.


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