Intermission

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Sitting in the white enclosed space Reen feels an odd sensation.He clearly has memories of the game, but it feels like he was always sitting in the white enclosed space at the moment when he said "start the game".

Getting up he walks around the small enclosed area finding nothing but whiteness , before putting his back against the wall and sliding down with a calm expression.

He doesn't bother asking what happened or why his soul match partner was different from the other players.

This situation in itself is already odd, besides no matter what he feels or thinks. He has no choice but to play the "game".

He bends his right leg and rests his head on it as he starts the next game.

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In another place a very handsome and sexy man with long silver hair is getting laughed at by his close friend looking somewhat embarrassed.

He wanted to prove to his overly sentimental and romantic friend how fragile his so called "love" is, so he created a "game" for "players".

He gathered people with different extreme mental tendencies and who had a soul of suitable quality, then put them in different scenarios with the only requirement being to obtain the "love" of their soul match partner.

He chose soul matches based on the compatibility of their souls and on who the "players" could generate love towards.

Everything else they chose to do to satisfy the requirement was left entirely up to them.

He even generously gave them all the information on their soul match partner to better control them and let the "players" run amuck.

When he was showing his friend the main points of what the three players chose to do, a fourth "player" was deemed suitable.

It was a seventeen year old boy with black hair and dark blue eyes with outstanding features.

He was the youngest "player" to meet the requirements.All the other "players" were around their mid to late twenties, but what made him take notice of him was the fact that to his alarm his soul was deemed a suitable match to his.

He never thought that such a situation would happen and only had enough time to block his identity, before passing out.

When he woke up and remembered all the things he did and felt, he was beyond ashamed.

It must be noted that he hadn't even kissed anyone yet.After his gloating friend left, he looked back at the fourth "player".

He was the most normal "player" if you exclude his abnormal calmness, playfulness, and curiosity.

He couldn't help but feel disgruntlement at being used.He knows at most he was viewed as an "interesting" thing that could be disposed of at anytime.

With how strong of feelings he generated as "Leoluca" he couldn't help but become hesitant.Should he allow himself to continue being brought into the games?

He knows it will only be harder to extricate himself from "player" number four, but he knows it may also be able to move the boy.

He didn't have anymore time to think, before the boy started the game and he lost consciousness.

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