We just stare at each other silently.
It's weird to see the man who tried to kill you a few moments ago cup your cheeks so tenderly.
I finally step out of my daze and try to get away from him, but he pushes me down with just a single hand.
I'm once again amazed at the amount of power this man was displaying... there was something unnatural about it.
"Rest.", saying this he leaves me alone in the unfamiliar room.
I'm confused ?
Why is the man who tried to kill me sometime ago being so…kind, I want to say?
"Uhhgggg", I let out a groan as I finally notice the pain that was engulfing my body, I was too shocked when I woke up to notice it, but I can feel it clearly now. A searing hot pain in my abdomen.
That's right.
I was stabbed, wasn't I ?
I look down at my abdomen and find a strange green paste rubbed on my wound, which at closer inspection doesn't look that deep. The green stuff must be some kind of medicine.
I stand up even though it hurt and walk out of the small room,
The house that I was in had only the single room, I was in just now. It would be more appropriate to call it a hut, a shabby one at that. It looked as If it was made my a very strong, but clumsy man…
I'm getting a bad feeling.
I walk to the back of the house as some noises could be heard coming from there. and I'm amazed at the sight before me.
Genghis Khan, the emperor who brought on the death of so many was chopping up firewood !
Seeing me, he lets out a little grunt and said,
"I said to rest."
I stare at him, stunned.
I could feel no hostility from him, so he really wants me to rest !
Why, though ?
Well, no other way to find out other than asking the man directly, I suppose.
"Why am I still alive ?", I ask while staring at him right in the eye.
He lets out a little sigh and drops his axe, when he did so, I have to admit that I flinched a little.
Can you blame me ?
The man's a freak with weapons.
He starts walking towards me and I back away in fear. Though there wasn't anything to be afraid about as he just walked past me with a slight smirk on his face.
"Let's talk inside."
This bastard, he's toying with me.
But I relent to his wish nonetheless… since I was powerless against him.
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We were sitting on the floor of his little hut, facing each other.
He had a authoritarian aura about him, a aura that honestly felt terrifying. But I keep on a poker face and wait for him to speak.
"Do you know who I am ?", he finally speaks.
"Genghis Khan.", I reply swiftly.
I can see that he is mildly surprised at my response, but a smug grin replaces the surprise in an instant.
"As I thought… the world still remembers me.", he says.
"I think you're misunderstanding something…sir. I know you're Genghis Khan because it's being shown to me in a screen.", I say.
A frown covers his face once he hears me,
"Of course, I knew that!"
Ok, sure, you did.
Seeing my solemn expression, he lets out a little sigh and says,
"I have been suffering all this time in that place called 'hell'..that was why I was overjoyed when that man offered me a chance to play a part in his 'game'…. It meant that at least for a little while… I wouldn't suffer in that terrible place."
Should I feel sorry for him ?
I mean he's killed so many people so isn't it only right that he's in hell… maybe I shouldn't judge people so quickly… I mean I'm not that different from him am I ?
He stops to catch his breath and continues on,
"I only planned to follow his orders and try to hunt the 'players' but… that changed when I saw you… I was amazed by your loyalty to your friend. To sacrifice yourself like that…. truly admirable."
I feel like he's misunderstanding something but let's not tell him that, hmmm ?
"I was reminded of myself when I saw you… I'm a person who truly values loyalty. Seeing you make the ultimate sacrifice out of loyalty to your friend… I realized something… I'm going back to hell after this game is over and I'll be forgotten… I don't want that."
I can see a strange glint in his eyes. A gaze filled with madness.
"I want you to be the bearer of my legacy."
What ?!
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The devil sat on the throne of hell, observing everything that happened in his game.
There were several strong candidates that caught his eye.
He wanted the game to end soon, so that he could finally accomplish his end goal.
One of his minions suddenly enter the room without even announcing his arrival.
The devil was angry at first but decided to let the minion off as he sees the troubled expression on his face.
"Sire!", the minion said urgently.
"What is it ?", he asks back.
"The regeneration of the crack is getting more faster."
Hearing the words of his minion, the devil's expression hardens.
This wasn't good.
The devil thinks for a minute and says,
"Throw the people who haven't started playing yet into hell again."
The minion makes a shocked expression and says,
"But sire, that's almost all of them !, with them gone only the 20 that are playing currently will be left !"
The devil gazes coldly at his minion and says,
"Just do it."
Under his master's scrutinizing gaze, the minion could do nothing but nod his head and scurry away.
The Devil leans back on his throne with only one thought in his mind.
'The games have to end faster.'
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