Synopsis
Something showed up on New Year's Day. It looked like an angel. It wasn't. In a cold, flat voice it announced: [Every month, humans will be thrown into a deadly game. You must survive 20 rounds to live.] Just like that, I was pulled in. A survival game with no way out, just round after round with death waiting at every corner. Except I had something most people didn't. The ability to regress. A hundred times total, a hundred chances to redo it all. This is my hundredth. I've been through this enough times to know exactly what's coming. I've…















