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Game participation






One morning, as the sound of a trumpet rang out, I woke up in an unpleasant mood.


Today was the day to select participants for the game. Everyone hoped they wouldn't be chosen, and some wealthy individuals bribed the executives, hoping they wouldn't be selected.


Their game was our death. To survive, we had to kill the neighbors we had lived with and strive to catch their eye. That is why everyone hopes they themselves will not be chosen, and wishes for their families not to be selected.


However, the person standing on the podium calling out the names of those participating in the game called out my younger sister, Sehee's name.




"Oppa..."




I could not bring myself to let go of Sehee, who held my hand and spoke with anxiety. My younger sibling, who has grown up under my care without parents since the tender age of three, never having enjoyed a single thing taken for granted; my sibling, now barely ten years old. That is why I ended up making an irreversible choice.




Then, I will close the draw.


"for a moment..!"


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I'll volunteer, but please leave my younger sibling out.




People whispered at my words, and the female commander-in-chief leading the officers answered with an intrigued smile.




What is your name?


"jimin park."


What is your younger sibling's name?


Park Se-hee.




And so, she finished asking the questions and changed the name 'Park Se-hee' displayed on the screen to my name, 'Park Ji-min'. I was now participating in this heinous game in place of my younger sibling.