Tenfold Retribution for My Betrayer

My boyfriend and I were trapped in a holographic survival game.

But he had fallen in love with the game’s damsel-in-distress, an NPC.

To draw the monsters' lethal aggro away from her, he pushed me into the path of the horde, time and time again.

The first time, the ghouls tore my legs to pieces.

The second time, acid-spitters corroded half my face.

The third time, I was left to burn alive in a purgatory fire that raged for three days and three nights.

The fourth time, he tricked me into drinking a vial of pheromone lure and locked me inside a cage swarming with mutated hounds.