They all seemed happy. They had everything-
Loving partners. Loyal friends. Devoted siblings.
But there's a saying: The more you have, the more you want.

It was the same for all of them.
Some had love. Some had family. Some had loyal readers.
But none of them were satisfied.

Why?

Because some of them were writers.
Wattpad writers.
And they were desperate for one thing-
Recognition.
To be seen. To be read.
To be in the Top Ten.

They said they would do anything.
And that's what caught the attention of one person.
The one who started the game.
A deadly game.

They thought they'd gain it all-
Fame. Followers. Success.
They didn't know...
It would cost them everything.

That person watched their desperation bloom like fire-
Watched them crumble, break, beg.
For the writers, it was survival.
For the mysterious figure?
It was just entertainment.

The writers lived for success.
The mysterious person lived for their destruction.
And slowly, one by one-
They surrendered.
Body.
Mind.
Heart.
Soul.

It began with a single promise:
"I will just follow them until my book hits the Top Ten."
And ended with a final plea:
"Please... spare me. I won't be desperate again."

But by then, it was always too late.

Greed.
Desperation.
Obsession.

They all lead to one thing-
Destruction.

And this time, the ending...
Wasn't fiction.