19th August 2023, Somewhere in Europe
Coming home early from his part-time job, a decently built young man rests on his couch, exhausted but excited for whatever reason.
"I've waited long enough, it's time to binge read".
The young man said as he scrolled through his phone looking at the list of chapters counting up to 300 on the screen.
You see, this was a man of patience with a chronic addiction to binge reading novels he enjoys, enough patience to not only wait a few years for the second book of his favourite novel to come out but also patiently wait for it to reach 300+ chapters in order to binge read it.
The book was the 2nd book of a future trilogy of Lord of the Mysteries called Circle of Inevitability. He was somehow able to avoid any spoilers regarding the new book, needing to read it without any sort of prior information for maximum enjoyment.
The only thing is he knew about the book was the existence of a Character called Lumina from early comments on the book that appeared on his page. He speculated that this character may be the main character's sister as the comments were made really early into the books release.
Suddenly he heard the sound of glass shattering and a couple heavy footsteps, he estimated there to be about 2 or 3 people.
"A break in?!"
He exclaimed as he grabbed whatever he could use as a weapon from the living room and the kitchen which involved his trusty gun and a large knife almost the size of a machete.
He then slowly and carefully creeped towards where he previously heard the noise and peeked into room they broke into which was unsurprisingly his bedroom as he had a large window near his bed frame, perfectly able to fit a person in.
The robbers were currently looting everything from his room and it was only when one of the men turned to leave in search of better things elsewhere in the house that he made his move.
He quickly stabbed the men in the throat when he made the turn and dragged his knife down to his where his lungs were and then removed it. While the man was failing he stabbed him straight in the head, piercing through his brain.
"Mark, you alright over there?! Don't be a pussy and hurry up, The guy who lives here won't be back till midnight and even if he was here, We can just kill him simple!"
The other robber slightly hearing the final laboured breaths of his dead accomplice assuming he was just being a coward boldly shouted from the bedroom.
He similarly to his friend turned the corner without expecting anything but he however, was met with barrel of the gun between his eyes and the ruthless gaze of the young man who owned the hallway that would be his death site.
"Too bad I came home early today, Send your dead little boyfriend over their my regards in hell".
*BANG*
That was the last sentence this poor little burglar heard before his dead fell to the floor, his blood pooling on the ground combining with his fallen friends own vast pool of blood.
"Hwoooh, it's been a couple years since I last killed a man, I've gotten a little rusty but I'm starting to remember how to do this thing."
The young man let out an exhale as he reminisced of his younger years of hardship and battle.
Ever since he lost his parents at the young age of 9 he had to live in the rougher areas of the city, the areas glossed over in the news as they praised the extravagant building and facilities of the inner city.
He lived there up until the age of 13 where he strengthened himself as he fought others for food, shelter and self defence. He joined a local gang that evolved into a mercenary group in his late teen years. He did everything he needed to do in order to survive including murder, thievery and bribery, though keeping a strict code to remain as humane as possible like murdering the innocent and such.
For scum such as the robbers he killed just now, he showed no mercy. These guys had been following him for a while after his shifts and he recognised them. They were part of gang filled with all types of scoundrels, he'd dealt with their kind in the past and he was thankfully not recognised which made them far too careless.
"Now then let's put my stuff back, The cops can handle the bodies for all I care."
Just then, a clicking sound he was all too familiar with echoed a short distance from him.
"You Bastard! I knew something was off when these idiots were bragging about how you were the perfect target!"
*BANG* *BANG*
Two gunshots followed shortly after those words as the young man was hit in the chest and the knee forcing him to the ground as he coughed out blood onto the floor.
'SHIT! There was another one who was probably the lookout! How ironic, I just made these guys pay for their carelessness yet I fell into the same pit.'
The third robber walked toward the kneeling figure, lifting his head by his hair forcing him to look into his eyes.
"Even with the element of surprise, you still managed to effortlessly kill 2 members of the Bonez Gang, You're no regular guy are you?"
With a dry chuckle, the seemingly helpless young man peered into the robbers eyes as if confirming his guess.
"What's so funny you damn Baboon!?"
The man seemed to be angered by the small laughter coming from the young man, interpreting it as disrespect to him and his Gang.
"Nothing, It's just that I noticed you miscounted."
With the last of the strength left in his body, the young man stealthily raised his right arm, with his gun still in its grip, up in front of him.
"Make that 3."
*BANG*
The bullet shot up through the bottom of the robbers chin and exited from the top of his head. Instantly killing him in the process.
The young man then lay on the ground while he bled out, his life flashing through his eyes.
'I had a feeling that I'd die similarly to this, well at least I'll have these 3 accompany me to the fiery pits of hell. I hope I can kill them there again these bastards made me miss out on 300 chapters of pure gold.'
He closed his eyes, accepting the sweet embrace of death.
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Seeing an entirely different setting he looked around himself in shock.
"What and where the hell am I?!!"
It was then a rush of memories flashed through his mind which knocked him out but just before he did he uttered a single word.
"Mysteries."
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Authors Note:
Thanks for reading the first chapter of A Kings Order
I might've gotten a little carried away with the MC's backstory but this is my first time writing so I'd love some feedback.
You might have already guessed what pathway the MC will follow by the Title and Synopsis but if not it will be revealed very quickly.
With that hopefully I'll see you next chapter.
Peace