[Warning!: This chapter will contain strong language that may not be suitable for some readers!]
Ken slammed the door to his room behind with a dull face.
"Should I have said thanks?" He wondered. "I was naked though. I couldn't have just have a chat while naked."
He eventually stop thinking about his encounter with Kuwobasa.
He tossed the bloody clothing on the floor behind and said, "I'll pick them up later."
Ken had spent a couple of days in this room was he was already familiarized with it. The thing he was familiarized with was the address. He always forgot that his room has a 15 on it.
The entire room itself was decently small, but not Ken could find comfortable. The room they gave him to live in was quite smaller than this, so to him it was some kind of luxury.
Ken walked to his bed which was also different from his old one. Instead of small bed that couldn't hold his size, it was an adult size bed with two layers of sheet. They still white though.
He turned around and plopped himself on the bed. He hunched his back and stand while relaxing on his luxurious bed.
"Ahh.." he sighed in comfort.
"What should I do?" He thought. "Oh, put on some clothes." He said with a light bulb looming over his head and a pointing up a finger.
He quickly got up of the bed and went to large chest of drawers to the side of the room, not too far from the bed.
Ken opened one of the many drawers and pulls out a plain white shirt and a black jeans. He puts them on and makes his way to bed.
He lays down motionless on his bed and looks at the ceiling, gathering all his thoughts in one place. Eventually one comes that he intrigues him.
"I never actually had a conversation with the other guys," said Ken.
The 'other guys' Ken was addressing was the other challengers.
Ken turned around in his bed and started at the blank space infront of him and said, "It's no point talking to dead people though."
They'll all eventually with only one exception. And Ken wanted to be that exception.
"They're already dead," he said.
Ken eyes began to close because of his tiredness. In a few seconds he was off to sleep.
In the darkness of his own sight, he began to fall deeper and deeper in his slumber. It was like - to him - falling down in a dark, vast and bottomless ocean with no way to reach the surface or to tell when he may reach the bottom. His consciousness was fading into bliss.
Even though he didn't understand the gravity of the situation, he felt great pleasure and joy.
As the bubbles around Ken venture up, Ken journeyed down. A small sphere of light was then summon beneath Ken's head; the area where he was falling. Suddenly, the sphere enlarged and engulf the oblivious Ken in its grasp.
Ken abruptly awoke in a white void.
"Huh?" He inquired. "Where am I?"
"You're deep within your consciousness, dumbass," answered a voice that was oddly similar to Ezil. Its voice seem to be coming from every direction.
"Ezil?" Ken asked, hearing the phantom's voice. "Where are you?"
"This is me, you could say," said Ezil voice.
Ken enquired - once again - genuinely confused and concerned. "Eh?"
Ezil let out a sigh of irritation and annoyance and goes to quell Ken's concern. "*Sigh* You simply headed vessel!"
"This place is me! This very void is my being!" Ezil explained with utmost seriousness.
"So why am I here?" Ken inquired. "It's kinda scary here. I don't know if I'm ina white box or in complete nothingness!"
"What is a void, dumbass?" Ezil inquired.
"The reason I brought you here today, of all times, is because I have something to tell. And that time is now, when you asleep," said Ezil.
"But couldn't you have told me that when I was awake?" Ken inquired.
"Limitations have prevented that," explained Ezil. "I may be superior to your race, human, but that means have I don't have superiors as well."
"I have laws to follow and if I break them, I shall be punished without a show of mercy," said Ezil. "Now let's begin."
"Alright, Mr. White. Spill it," commanded Ken.
Ezil began to explain everything to Ken. "As I've been lately saying, you are my vessel."
"Okay..." said Ken nonchalantly.
"I'm from a cosmic race of species named Spectors," said Ezil. "We oversee the activities of the species that inhabit this universe."
"Huh?" Ken inquired in a shock tone. "When did the universe come into all this?"
"In another words, we're messenger of the Gods." Ezil stated.
"Fuck," said Ken,"now Gods too. I wasn't even a religious guy to begin with!"
"But in order to survive we need energy. And the way we get our energy is from the death of our vessel," said Ezil.
"Eh?!" Ken inquired once again. He was actually dumbfounded. "What did you say!?"
"Once we have chosen a suitable vessel, we wait for their time to run out and face judgement by the Gods of this universe," said Ezil. "Once the vessel has died, they release a large portion of their life force, which we Spectors need to survive."
"Until then, we feed on our vessel's life. We can't feed on too much, because of limitations," said Ezil. "We also assist our vessel in their growth."
"But I have chosen the right and wrong vessel, Ken," said Ezil.
"Whoa?" Ken asked.
"You see, Ken, this isn't a commensalism relationship anymore, as it should have been. No, it is a mutualism relationship." Ezil explained. "While I feed on your life force, you feed in my strength, Ken. The limitations that have been set in stone have been broken, because of this. I can feed on more life force, but not too much or you may die."
Ken asked, "So.. I'm extraordinary?"
"Yes.." said Ezil slowly. "Ken, you are --------------"
Ezil began to explain what Ken was.
Hearing this, a wide smile appeared on his face; one of positive emotions directed to negative intent.
"With this," said Ken maniacally, "I can become King!"
[The Next Day.]
[February 20, 2055.]
The next day, Ken exited his dorm room with now a burning and tingling desire to fight. A desire to prove himself; that he was above all else!
The youth wore the same clothing as yesterday. Only difference was that Ken wore a black jacket.
In his hand, he was carrying different clothes that he planned to change into after taking a shower. They were folded tidy and equal.
He made his way down the hallway and started his journey to the bathroom. Ken was going to tidy himself up at the bathroom and go to the match, with little knowledge of what it was going to be about. He just thought it was going to be 1v1.
While taking his time to go to the bathroom, he was intercepted.
Infront of him was Ren accompanied by two other men. One was the guy Ken had fought yesterday and other was male with glasses, making him look like a nerd.
"Hmph!" The extremely looking nerdy guy scoffed in annoyance. "Why couldn't it be a female? I've been hanging out with too much men lately."
"Huh?" Adrian inquired. "You thought I would be defeated by a woman?"
"What? Do you think women are weak?" Ren asked.
"Well.. kinda," said Adrian. "That's why men have to protect them."
"That could be same said to men. A woman could be strong if she chooses to be. And man can be weak if he walks down that pathetic path," explained Ren. "It's their life, so I don't really give a hell. I'm lazily bum that doesn't think twice much."
Ren took a step forward.
"But I do care about the people that care about me. And that makes me think more than twice," Ren said lazily. "So Ken Lincoln, you should have think twice before you had laid a hand on my friends. Cause now, consider yourself dead from now on."
Ken responded to this in his head. "(Oh, the rest of freaks. I tell ya, they just keep spawning out of nowhere.)"
"So," said Ren, "is this the guy that beat your ass. He looks like a total bum, coming from a bum himself."
"Argh," a groaned in anger while gritting his teeth.
A sweat drop began to drip down his cheek before Adrian admitted to the embarrassment. ".. Yeah.."
"Is that so?" Ren asked while taking only a single step forward. He started down Ken and the only thing Ken could do in response was stare back at him.
"(I don't like this feeling!)" Ken said. "(I feel my pride slipping away because of it. The feeling of being below someone!!)"
"He doesn't look likes much," said the nerd while observing Ken closely.
"Is that so?" Ren inquired. "Then I'll beat his ass for revenge for ya Adrian."