Rex was watching the sky, lying down on the ground. Various thoughts were going through his mind as he regretted even being born in a world like this. Rex was a talent rarely seen in this world, he learnt every kind of martial art and fighting technique, and the 40 years of his life have all been dedicated to fighting.
Having an uncaring family, growing up with bad company, ending up being a gangster and then being a street fighter. His life was full of fights and struggles, he could have done everything differently even if there was nobody to look out for him in this world. Regret filled his heart because of a sudden event, during one of his fights he ended up killing someone.
Later he found that the man was forced to fight him, Rex had never gone easy on any fighter as most of them were criminals like him. He had earned a lot of money from street fights and used it to learn more and more.
He digs for more information about the man he fought and killed in the street fight. The man was someone who owed a lot of money to one of the people, thus he was forced to fight because of the threats from the lenders.
He found out about the family members, there were two little kids and a mother. Even after the death of the man the gangsters didn't let the family live in peace. Rex felt guilty so he paid the debt but when he told everything to the family they do not need to pay back any debt.
He was slapped, the mother wanted to kill him, while the children were clueless. He didn't understand why she reacted that but he soon understood because the man's life can not be brought back. No matter how much he helped his family, his sin would not be forgiven.
This whole incident made him recount his life till now, everything he did was wrong. He had killed several people, what if someone who he considered criminal fighting in a street fight was like that man.
He decided to not fight anymore and make a new start in his life. For months he denied any street fights, he didn't owe anyone so he didn't have to fight anyone. Just when he was thinking this, his phone suddenly rang,
[ Rex, where are you? We are losing a lot of money because of you. You have to fight, we have already been paid a lot for your matches.]
[ I quit.] Rex didn't say anything else to the man on the other side of the phone, he was one of the people that drove him to such insanity.
*****
Several months had passed, and Rex got up and went out of his house to pick up some groceries. He wants to change but didn't know how to start, it was nighttime as he walked towards his home suddenly various vehicles surrounded him. The people seemed hostile, many people came out of the car and some had guns in their hands.
" Hands Up, Rex" A man who Rex recognise came out of the car. Before Rex could say anything the man shot a bullet, Rex dodged the bullet because of his reflexes. The man fired more bullets finally hitting on Rex's shoulder.
Rex felt helpless as he was surrounded, this was what he feared all his life. He was afraid of death, he understood that he had been right all along that the gang would kill him if he tried to live differently. That is how his life was going to end, he didn't even get to know the reason as another bullet was shot directly into his head.
*****
Rex slowly opened his eyes, as he heard various shouts around him. He had a sword pierced through his stomach and was bleeding heavily, his head was also bleeding. It looked like he was in the middle of a conflict, he felt pain and had little to no strength to even stand up.
The View in front of him was too violent, he had only seen this kind of thing in historical movies. As he got up one of the soldiers wearing a blue uniform came to attack him, he dodged and hit the soldier with a solid punch. Soon he saw fire falling from the sky, he tried to dodge but was blasted quite far away.
The man around him was shouting in some kind of odd language. The fire was coming again but this time it was a little far away from him the shockwave and the rocks flying toward him injured him more. He struggled to get away from the battleground, he was certain that this was some kind of hell he is experiencing.
Slowly he lost consciousness but just before he was about to lose consciousness, he saw someone coming to help. He was being taken to the back of the battlefield by the recovery team.
[ Prove Your Resolve, I will be watching you.]
It was a voice that directly spoke in his mind, Rex was almost unconscious so he didn't pay any attention to the voice.
He could only hear the voices as he closed his eyes, voices of swords clashing against each other. Fire raining down from the sky and explosions are everywhere. It was a dangerous place to be, he again felt hopeless as he was being carried away by people.
[ Quest 1: Hang On To Your Life.
Rewards: None, Penalty: None.]
A voice spoke again in his mind but this time it was a little different, he heard someone say to hang on to his life.
Rex was a dying man, facing death for the second time, however, he didn't feel as scared as before. It was like he was coming to terms with it, accepting his death.
Various thoughts ran through his head, he thought about the hell around him. The place was a battlefield and he was dying here but was not dead yet because he could feel the pain, which meant he is alive.
' Shit! I will not accept death like this. I have yet to make amends.' He thought.