High-Stakes Game, Why Not Ten-Day Finale?

Everyone looked at one another, as if trying to find where the voice was coming from. In the end, they all slowly raised their heads and looked toward a pink speck of light in the sky.

That thing was merely a shining spot with no physical form. At first, no one felt anything about it; they might even have simply assumed it was a reflection on their retinas.

But after searching for so long, they discovered that the one who had been constantly chattering was something so abstract.

Arbiter...

In a setting like Chosen Paradise, where everything seemed to be some kind of god, that title sounded rather ordinary.

Ah, you may not know me. You may even think my title sounds rather ordinary.

But I want to say that having me host this game is absolutely a good thing!

Besides, I have met our Mr. "Sin" before, right? Hehehe...

As its voice fell, seven pairs of eyes immediately focused on "Sin," staring at that dark green mask.

"Arbiter..."

Sloth's voice seemed like that of a sloth, slowly emerging from beneath the mask.

Ah! It's me. Looks like you still remember...

"Who...?"

At last, he finished an entire sentence, making the atmosphere unusually cold.

If there had been a comic-style transition at that moment, a flock of crows should have flown across the sky.

Arbiter:...

The Arbiter fell silent for several seconds, then continued.

Have you forgotten? Back then...

Before it could finish, Sloth in the dark green mask suddenly lowered his head and fell asleep as though he had died!

Arbiter:?

This time, the scene went completely silent.

Haha... this is a little awkward.

"By saying that, you only make yourself look even more like a clown."

At that moment, another voice came from one side of the round