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Peter is in the ICU. Freak car accident. Mark didn't wake up. Doctors are baffled.

When he launched the game, there was no intro cinematic. Instead, the screen flickered to a map of 11th-century Hungary. But the names were wrong. The High King wasn't a historical figure; it was named , and the character model bore a terrifying, photorealistic resemblance to László himself, right down to the mole on his cheek. He tried to quit, but the Esc key was dead. A message box popped up: "A choice must be made, Father." FГЃJL LETГ–LTГ‰SE – CRUSADER KINGS III.RAR

László felt the cold draft of his bedroom door swinging open. He didn't turn around. He just watched the screen, where a small, pixelated figure crept into the King's bedchamber, dagger in hand, wearing the same hoodie László had bought his younger brother for Christmas. Peter is in the ICU

He watched in horror as the game began playing itself. His digital avatar was surrounded by "sons"—each one named after his real-life friends. One by one, the AI orchestrated their "accidents." A hunting mishap for Peter. A poisoned chalice for Mark. As each character died on screen, László’s phone buzzed with frantic, real-world notifications. Doctors are baffled