I woke up with a plate and a bottle of water inside my cell
'When?'
I get the food 'cause I'm starving When I bring the fork to my mouth I feel something divine
'Gods, how can something so delicious exist?'
I quickly finished eating like an animal, and was willing to defeat anything for one more crumb of this delicious food.
lost in the taste of this wonder
I didn't notice a presence near my prison
it was a girl, apparently my age, taller than me, probably 1.74 tall
had beautiful gray eyes, with black hair that gave a cold aura,
I ended up transfixed by her surprising beauty as she snapped me out of my reverie
"hello, grandpa asked me to help you with some things."
can anything so delicious exist?'
I quickly finished eating like an animal and was willing to defeat anything for another crumb of this delicious food.
lost in the taste of this wonder
I didn't notice a presence near my prison
it was a girl, apparently my age, taller than me, probably 1.74 tall
had beautiful gray eyes, with black hair that gave a cold aura,
I ended up transfixed by her astonishing beauty as she brought me out of my reverie
"Hello, Grandpa asked me to help you with some things."
taking me out of my daze
"Grandpa? Was that old man your grandfather?"
Surprise on your face
"That's what they call our leader"
She comes closer and starts to unlock the metal door.
"Come on, let's go some places"
She starts walking in front of me looking around like she's the queen of this place when she seems to remember something
"I wouldn't call him old in front of other people, it might sound disrespectful and well..."
With her thumb she traces a mark on her neck."
I begin to feel terror for the old man
"You're not going to tell them, are you?"
I see a faint hint of a smile
"I'll think about it"
"I do what you want"
Looking amused she responds
"Okay but you owe me one so when I ask you will have to do something for me"
Before I could turn back, she stopped in front of a house a little bigger than the others and with a symbol above the door.
"We have arrived"
Knock! Knock!
I hear jargon, a low, thick voice sounds from behind the door
When I open the door I see a muscular man with an angry expression on his face.
I see them talking in a language I don't know, I take the opportunity to look around I realize that few people are walking around here, I start to get paranoid
"Well he doesn't understand your language so I'm going to look for a book or something to help you learn our language"
"but for now he is your owner so obey him"
When the man starts to look at me, he gestures with his hand and makes me follow him.
'Well I don't have a choice, right'
***
We arrived at a large, flat, circular area with a large statue of a man with long, strong hair and paint around his body, beside him some crows,
I see the great man who was guiding me bow to the statue and close his eyes, then look at me as if telling me to do the same.
I bow before the statue
Soon after we got up and entered the large flat area
when he points his finger at my clothes and then at the floor
I take off my shirt and see how thin I am, if he decided to hit me and I could do nothing but try to escape, which would certainly be useless.
he furrows his eyebrows as he studies the fragile body when I see him huff in irritation before stretching out his five fingers to my hand and walking in some direction
he furrows his eyebrows as he studies my fragile body when
I see him huff in irritation before stretching his five fingers towards me and walking in some direction
'He's clearly pissed, I hope he doesn't take it out on me'
when he comes back with several irons with round shapes at both ends
puts them on the floor and gestures for me to pick up the smallest one
'Well he lifted it easily, how come I can't lift it'
I pick up the iron when I try to lift, I force my muscles as much as I can,
I feel my arms shake as I lift the possibly lightest,
my hands start to burn with all the force I'm doing to simply pull this piece of titanium close to my face with my arm
in disbelief as he sees me suffering to lift something so light
When I feel irritated and he starts running towards me
I let go of the iron and jump back while raising both hands above my face to block the blow.
I end up flipping 7 meters with the force of the punch
I stop feeling my arms after so much effort I get irritated and look at him with hatred
"Why the hell did you do that?"
"I did what you said!"
He doesn't seem to understand as he gives me a teasing smile.
As he raised his finger and dared me to return the blow
"Son of a bit-"