The Ghost Network’s Killing Grounds

A bolt of green lightning struck me right on the head. Damn it, I got cheated on!

No, to be precise, I was just that bitch's backup boyfriend!

Watching the shameless couple swagger away, I glared after them, my eyes nearly bursting with rage.

But the man who'd stolen my girl the day before was blown to pieces the very next day.

As the bloody corpse gave off the stench of burning flesh, I opened my phone.

A message appeared on the screen:

Want to join the Ghost Network Killing Ground?

Here, all your needs can be met.