Ariana’s POVMy judgement day had finally arrived. What waited for me down that path? Heaven or Hell? What had the moon goddess decided for me?I held my breath, shutting my eyes briefly as I focused on calming myself.I’d been dreaming of this day for so long it being in front of me felt like a fever dream. It still didn’t feel real, but I knew it was.The heartbeat of beginning thrummed in my chest, letting me know this was the day the skies had chosen. I stood, amidst twenty others, as we were the ones who had made it to the finals.Everyone who came to watch or support were seated while we stood on the stage for their display. The commentator appeared, approaching the pulpit.“I welcome everyone to the most anticipated Royal Final!” The crowd cheered, “We come here every year to watch the geniuses in all the kingdoms far and wide compete to lift their kingdoms to greater heights.” He turned towards us, “Of course, every year we celebrate those who have worked hard to gather unbeli

Ariana’s POVWithout wasting any more time I got on my feet, surveying the area.All that contained for a vast period of time was grassland and emptiness. I debated on staying right here but knew it was a calling for instant defeat, I needed camouflage and this area didn’t provide any so I began walking. I knew I needed to provide myself a territory.One, to establish security and ward off predators. Two, to kill those predators. And I had to be prepared for when Damon arrived.I knew I didn’t hate him, nor did I dislike him but for some reason I found myself running, isolating myself. Truth was, I was scared, scared of myself and scared of his actions. Before, sincerity always attracted me like bees to a pollinated flower but now I was turning my back against it.When did I become this way?“Ariana, you have lost yourself.” I muttered, trudging along.It didn’t take until the threat of dusk that I found a forest. With my calculation I had been walking approximately six hours, non sto

Ariana’s POV“Good morning, contestants! I hope you all rested well last night, those that are still alive I mean. Every morning, a crow will fly above the remaining contestants alive and deliver a note which will show you the contestants that remain. This will hinder the possibility of any contestant concealing themselves. You must also accumulate points while you try to stay alive, you can’t win alone with just making it to the last day. Each contestant is worth five points and killing them will grant you five points. If a contestant has killed four people they have accumulated twenty points and if you kill them, you have twenty points. Isn’t that exciting? Well I must now leave you contestants to begin hunting for the day. Good luck!”I stood, gripping my knife tightly as I heard the broadcast by the commentator. There was something truly sadistic about this although it was a competition but still. Roman was unfailingly right, this really was a dystopian shit show.They wanted us t

Damon’s POVWe’d been walking forward for a total of four hours.During that time Ariana chose not to speak to me, willfully ignoring me even though she’d turn around occasionally.Something was awfully wrong with me or else why did I find most of her behavior unbelievable cute? Thinking back to how I easily ruffled her feathers was causing me to laugh.“What’s funny?” She asked, a little spiteful.“You.” I answered.She stopped suddenly, turning towards me, her emotions high. “Can you not do that?” Her tone was raised.“Do what?”She pointed her fingers at my chest, “Whatever it is you’re doing and don’t play dumb now, you weak merchant.”“A weak man can’t even enjoy himself anymore?”She looked like she was about to take me out the competition.“You’re pathetic.” She spat, walking forward, stomping.She resembled a toddler that was refused ice cream. Now, she was muttering things to herself, rambling actually and again I found it extremely cute.“I cannot believe I thought he’d be g

Jasper’s POVThe she-wolf dashed towards the woods recklessly, in an attempt to hide from me. I laughed, walking after her.Her left knee was already too wounded to make it far. Realizing that she couldn’t run, she walked, limping.Soon, she tripped on a branch falling, still not giving up trying to push her way up from the ground. My high was gone and now I was upset.Who allowed such weak things to even dare enter this competition? Despicable.Once I was close enough I grabbed her by the hair, pulling her, her screams echoing through the whole place. I dragged her behind me. She kicked endlessly to no avail.Once we were at an open space I flung her aside. Through the corner of my eyes I watched her try to get up, reaching a blade inside her pocket. In annoyance I stomped on her face, irritated.My anger brew more and I continued, kicking her in her chest and on her wounded leg.“You think fighting will keep you alive?” I laughed, rather maniacally, bending over. “Do you think you c