This is a wish-fulfillment infinite-loop story. I don't have to solve a maze of schemes or teeter on the brink of death. Every night, when I go to sleep, I'm forced to follow the will of the gods and take part in a game. Werewolf, palace intrigue, the American apocalypse... When I actually find myself in these games that seem so easy, I grow more and more uncertain that I can win each one and open my eyes in the morning to see another day's sun.
I'm dazzled by the dazzling rewards, bound hand and foot by the promise of true love, and drawn in by one dangerous game after another.
The price of a dream come true is becoming a prisoner of dreams.
It's very well written_(:з∠)_