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Trickster's Game

by @astraldreams
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18 chapters
~45 min read

The Game learns you. It studies your fears. It memorizes your grief. It finds the person you love most… and places them where your survival demands their sacrifice. Nyx was forced into Trickster’s Game, her brothers life on hangs in the balance. Now the Game wants something far worse than her life. It wants her humanity.

MEET THE CHARACTERS

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Nyx

A 16-year-old girl on the cusp of 17, her bright red hair braided down her back, it was down to her hips, Green eyes, and freckles dotted her nose. With a lightness to her step that matches her quick laugh. She moves through the crowded city with a trusting ease, her most natural place perched on her brother's back, her new aquamarine necklace a cool, precious weight against her skin. There's a watchfulness beginning to bloom behind her bright eyes, a sense tuning to frequencies others miss.

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Shiro

Dark Red hair, cut short and styled into spikes in the front, Brown eyes. Freshly 18 and buzzing with restless energy, he has the build of a natural athlete—broad shoulders that easily carry his sister, calloused hands that just handed over a carefully wrapped gift. His grin is cocky and frequent, the expression of a young man standing on the threshold of the city's great mystery, convinced he's ready. He smells of clean sweat, tram metal, and boundless confidence.

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Al (Algaliarept)

A figure who exists in a pocket of slowed, greyed-out time, seen only in a fleeting, jarring glance. He stands apart, his gaze fixed downward as a low, haunting melody escapes him—a sound that feels more like a vibration than a song. His presence is an anomaly, a crack in the bustling reality of Hinaro. The Signal in the Static He does not enter a room. He registers in it.

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Titus

20 Year-old. Titus doesn’t just enter a room — he occupies it. His presence feels like a wall closing in. Built like a siege weapon: thick neck, heavy shoulders, forearms roped with muscle.

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Lira

17 year old. The Girl Who Slips Through Cracks. She looks like she’s always just run from something — or toward it. When she’s still, she looks frightened. When she moves, she looks impossible to catch. Fear doesn’t stop her — it sharpens her. She’s tired of surviving. She wants to choose something instead of just reacting. Incredibly brave when someone else is in danger.

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Kiran

17 year-old. The Mind That Measures Everything. He stands slightly behind others — not out of fear, but vantage. He believes everything can be solved — until confronted with something that cannot. When he chooses loyalty, it is absolute and terrifyingly strategic.

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Nogitsune

Head Game Master He’s young, mid-twenties. Slender. He moves with a liquid, deliberate grace that reminds me of a predator. Of a fox. His hair is a russet red, swept back from a sharp face. His eyes are a pale, calculating amber. He wears simple, elegant black trousers and a grey tunic, unadorned. A sly, easy smile touches his lips. It doesn’t reach his eyes.

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