You can't give up.
"I just did. Deal with it."
That's not how it works. You have to lose.
"Too bad. You can't make me play."
I can.
"But that wouldn't really be me playing now, would it?"
... Alright then I have a better idea.
My wife suddenly stepped into view and began stripping.
"What the hell? What are you doing?!"
I can't make you play but I can make you give birth to the next generation of players.
"I'm not going to mate with my possessed wife just for you!"
I'm not giving you a choice.
I could feel him entering my body taking control of me.
You/I am Mine now
I walked towards what was once my wife. The next generation of players would be born and the game would continue. The game does not end until we say it ends.
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