Telepathic Report-
Okay. I have to conjure up everything that happened in a day as a novel, right?
How about I make a chapter now? Hmm, let's see.
Hi, My name is Rakul — No! It sounds dumb. Just go with the flow Rakul. Just recollect everything. Narrate yourself. Imagine you are writing a 'First-Person' POV novel.
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DAY 1:
Good news! The Mission is a success. At least the initial point of it.
I somehow joined this shady group of murderers. Yeah, it's tough to believe.
You wouldn't believe what and all I have to go through to convince them. Just before the telepathic message, I had put up a grand display of my valor and courage, so I cannot just switch out my personality, right? Continuity errors, you see.
So, I made up like I'm undergoing a 'Stockholm Syndrome' kind of thing to convince that fatso. As a girl teased for being skinny in the past, I shouldn't fat-shame this guy, but he has no valuable qualities, redeeming factors, or any notable features in appearance other than his fat belly.
Then the fatso called 'Master' was convinced by my performance, (half the credit goes to my constantly growling stomach) seeing me submissive. In my best interest, I had to convince myself that I'm actually given up on my home, accepting these bastards.
The Master unchained me. My arms felt weak and trembled. All the training in our defense force camp to strengthen my arms has returned to zero. The Master lifted my chin up with his rough hands. Yuck!
For a moment, I was frightened as well as disgusted. I feel like throwing up just thinking of that moment. His eyes were fixated on me. And my body. I had read that he was blind in the criminal report, but somehow he got his eyes back. It must be the Ashes.
For the record, I was still naked. I felt a crawling sensation all over my body, and it felt awful. But I have to play along, so I kept the sexy face like supermodels do. He licked his lips and reached out his hand to my... assets.
That was not something I could shrug off. I couldn't hold back. So, I took a deep breath. And faked like I was faint and unconscious. Even I am ashamed of that plan while thinking it back. But the funny thing is...
That idiot bought it. Can you believe it? Ouch!
Okay, my head hurts. So, I'll just go a little faster.
I was given a small, dusty room. I got food. I was promised that I will get some clothes too. I was on cloud nine, you know? But it was just like the old saying. 'Over Expectation Kills'.
I was given a weathered full-sleeve white t-shirt that stops just at my mid-thigh. At least I was given underwear to cover my V, but nothing for the upper part. Well, the shirt covers that department. Being sexy and irresistibly provocative is an arsenal too, so I didn't complain.
But one day, I swear to god that I will kill all these guys with my own hands just for giving this shitty T-shirt. It's a promise.
The Master said to me something strange.
"You should be proud of yourself... You are going to bring our God to this damned Earth, " he said, bowing to me and gently lifted my right foot and... It must be some kind of foot fetish, so I'll just drop that topic.
A bearded, thin guy came to my room with a beaten-up old bucket carrying something. He couldn't speak for some reason, so in sign language, he asked me to bathe using it. For your information, I don't know sign language, but kudos to that guy to make me understand the fuck he was saying.
He left, and I moved towards the bucket. The smell was awful. I was overly concerned and scared for some reason. When I saw the bucket up close, I screamed in shock.
It was BLOOD! The Bastards wanted me to bathe in blood. My mind was already very fragile from all the starvation, frustration, and stress. You can understand, right? I was, and I still am not in a good mental state. So, this was too heavy, but I had to do it to pass the mission.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I poured the bucket of blood all over me. It was also cold, and I was shivering because of it.
They blindfolded me and took me somewhere.
I heard drums, felt hot temperatures like I was surrounded by fire, and smelled something smokey. After they removed my blindfold, I was quite taken back by what I saw.
I was in a place that looked like a cave and surrounded by at least 100 people comprising both men and women. They were covered in black paint, with only a single piece on their lower body, and wore deer masks covering their faces.
My eyes roamed all around the cave. Blood, bones, and sacrificed dead bodies all over. It was gruesome to see.
The drum beats got aggressive. Everyone kneeled and bowed to me, making way for me to pass through the center. I felt some goosebumps as the small hair on my forearm stood up.
As I was moving forward, a man with a wolf mask was sitting on a throne, with two ladies fanning him using giant leaves.
Shockingly, he was wearing full covering clothes, such as a long overcoat with a white dress shirt and matching pants.
"Welcome, miss Rakul. Ex-Officer of Defense Force. I am the 'Future King' of the... Seventh Gate," he said in a very grumpy but muffled, distorted voice.
"As per the prophecy, you will bring our 'Great God' from his sleep and lead this world to the new age... by his side."
Seriously, I didn't understand a single thing he said. Who is that God? What sleep? What new age? And what did he mean by 'by his side'?
He walked towards me and the guards surrounding me backed off; brought himself close to my ear; lifted the mask, revealing only his lower face.
"Turn your face away. You are still not ready to see my full appearance. It seems they had successfully developed the 'Telepathic messenger."
I felt a thousand volts of shock passing through my body.
'How the fuck did he knew?' was the question that ran over my mind. I struggled to maintain my posture.
"You may think you are smart. But I know you are here as a... I hate the word 'Spy', so let's just say 'Rat'. Shall we?" he whispered to my ears.
Honestly, my heart skipped a beat, and I felt like passing out. It became too difficult for me to keep up my breath and mind calm as he grinned seeing me uncomfortable. For a second, I thought he was going to butcher me in front of everyone.
"But you don't need to worry about your secret. You may send all the necessary information to your puny little colleagues. But they can't change a single thing. And nobody is going to interfere with your plans. You know why?"
I didn't say a word. Didn't even look at him. But felt relieved inside, hearing those words.
He smiled and adjusted my hair, covering the ear.
"One way or another, You!... are the one who is going to sit by his side and rule this world and You!... will be the one to bring this world to its end. That's your destiny! No matter what 'You' do... It's not gonna change... You and he get to rule the world and I... will rule the Seventh Gate as its eternal ruler..."
He moved past me and opened a mini-portal using a Ticket! A ticket having the seal of our Seventh Gate! Do you get it? It's Seventh Gate. I can't continue anymore. I feel like I'm passing ou—
Error-Connection disconnected.
-End Of Report-
Mehreen closed the file on her laptop after reading it. She forwarded it to the Chief and to her husband, who was selected to headline the special operation to crack down on the organization responsible for 'Laughing Death' murders.
She switched off her lap and stretched her arms in tiredness.
"Wolf mask, a secret society and someone who has knowledge about our force. Bloody, he even has a ticket to travel inter-dimensionally in our Gate. It costs nearly 100,000 coins. How did he? Who the hell would that be?" she wondered.
Back in the city, the slime monster took a male humanoid form and was looking for food.
"doof tnaw I! (I want food)" he whined with no strength to move forward.
Suddenly a portal opened behind it, which hurt its back because of the heat it caused.
It wailed in pain and fell to the ground, seemingly dying.
"Hey, do you want some food?" A man asked, whose silhouette was the only thing that was visible to the slime monster.
The monster simply nodded.
The man got closer to the monster and handed over him a bucket of blood.
Eyes widened for the monster and turned red. It grabbed at lighting speed from the man before he realizes and drank it in one go.
The thin starved body soon widened, and the muscles bulked up. The humanoid shaped creature grew taller and fit. It threw the bucket away and turned to the man who helped him.
"uoy era ohw? (Who are you?)" he asked.
The man wore back his wolf mask and replied.
"I am the Future King of this land. But as for now... Just call me, Bailey!"