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 path with the fog didn't feel that far. I thought that if we run straight through it, we would all end up in the same place. So, what happened?

I stood still facing the fog and waiting, hoping for Amelka and Urick's silhouette to emerge. Siti groaned. She finished catching her breath and standing straight while also staring at the fog we just came from.

"What do you think happened to them? Did you see any turn in there?" she said.

Siti looked at me. Her face is free of her angry facade. Though I only saw her face in my peripheral, I noticed it bore a worried expression. Is she concerned about their safety, mine, or only hers?

"T-they should be fine, right?" she said.

I heard Siti's voice loud and clear. But, with my head clouded by worries, I didn't know what to say as my answer. Siti continued to stare at me. Either waiting for my response or accepting that I couldn't give one.

Worry Scale