Shocking! On the day of my fiancé’s funeral, I received a text: “Congratulations, you have registered for the beta version of Fatal Marriage.”
Only after entering the game did I learn that I’d have to marry men across a series of worlds: powerful ministers, generals, domineering CEOs, and Demon Lords. Every husband despises me, abuses me, and treats me as a stand-in.
So I hit back with a whole string of spectacular revenge moves: fake my death, jump off a cliff, pretend to die, and marry each man’s sworn enemy.
Later, they go mad and kneel, begging me to come back.
But all I want is to collect every fragment of true love and bring back the real him, the one in the coffin.
Then, in the final level, I discover that all one hundred husbands have the exact same damn face.
That face is sitting up in the coffin, smiling as he asks me, “Had enough fun? It’s time to come home.”
