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Earth was doomed...' no 'Earth had been doomed way before even the god's themselves became creazy and declared war on it.
Earthlings fought with there own kind for even the skimpiest of reasons, relatives starved to death while they themselves had gallons of food stocked up in stores
even looking someone the wrong way could gaurantee you a savered arm and that was not the worst yet...the rulers of the land did nothing about it... the only difference caused by the maddnes of the gods is just that the already broken world became even more broken
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wade just like any other teenager in the underground facility was training like his life depended on it.a strike to the left ,dodge sideways and then a follow up round kick.
this was the basics that were taught in the godly defences academy ,an attack ,a dodge and a follow up kick of course they were taught fighting techniques separately it was their job to arrange and know how to use them .wades father was a simple chief in one of the villages that produced the most meatshields so basically his backing was on the bottom of the leadership hirachy and almost non existent hence he had no prior mentor
it was even incredibly tough and lucky that his father had gained him a ticket into the noble academy instead of being used as a meat shield against the gods furry...or more precisely ' maddnes ' as the norm of low lives.
wade wasn't the only one training hard....in every weekend there was always ' a fight to death ' like exam ,where they eliminated the weakest while pushing the stronger ones to grow even stronger
He knew he was among the 10 weakest group in here and only the bottom 21 were eliminated ,the difference between the law ranking individuals strength wasn't that big so atleast he had a 2/10 chance of becoming stronger than the strongest bottom 21...how ironic
"Hey pank" a crispy voice spoke next to him.he had been so focused on training that he hadn't seen anyone approach but he immediately knew who the voice belonged to...his Satan in this hell ,his tormenter and the main reason why his advance was painfully slow "nice technique you've got there hahaha" he said while laughing.
"wanna try it out?" ofcourse wade didn't...he knew too well the end results...it couldn't even be considered a fight ,it was more like a 10 year old kid playing with an ant placking it's leg's out one by one.
ofcourse fights were allowed in this place and although they we're restricted to fighting there ranks only ,they we're still brutal and some people ended up dying ..even if the they servived ,the weekend collasium glory was meant to extinguish there souls.
The ranks were divides into three main categories, Dwellers, rankers and havoc.
He was the same leval as the craspy voice owner... nobody knew each other's name in here except afew.
for instance he just knew the grey haired punk as number 133...he himself was number 148 and the total number of participants in here was currently 157.
anyone who didn't know any better would think that he came from an almighty clan or that he was among the strongest and most genius of students in here. But the reality is always grimmer...he was just stronger than the weakest in here ,he dared not even look in the eye someone 5 numbers ahead of him ,his large hunky body would only be a minor distraction as his Bones would be broken mercilessly.
wade knew he couldn't avoid this fight so they moved to a platform that was specifically erected for this purpose...' the weekend collosium '
He stood the opposite side of number 133 ready to fight with everything he got. he couldn't let himself be intimidated
wade looked at the Hank boy with a body too big for a person of his age , considering his behaviors he was probably just 11 or 12 while possessing a body of a 28 yrs old.