in his mind he thought that it was just that this seen was too familiar to her such that she had grown numb to it. considering that she was a nurse , ofcourse everyone that saw her would think the same... little would they know that the world's fate was at a terrible stake... earth was only one mistake away from completely dissapiaring like it never existed before.
if wade knew that out of the 8 continents he knew ,only one remained he'd absolutely die from a heart attack... he'd die so fast and so hard that he wouldn't know what really hit him.
coming in she hadn't even greated him, she had just gone ahead and disconnected the advanced tech machines that were connected to his arms and forehead ' which were obviously used restore his health ' and then opened the door for him to get out...not because she was heartless but because she had seen this scene too often as per his thoughts.
a guard that had been placed outside his hospital room ' to ensure both his safety and that he didn't become too nosey looking around the vicinity ' slowly excorted him back to his room as he updated him on the currents, not because he like him but because it was his job.
he quickly learnt that only a few hours were left before the weekly test began ,so in total he had passed out for 3 days, he knew very well this was his death day...there was absolutely zero chances of him winning even if he trained with everything he got for the last 3 hours...he actually might even use the time to rest his sore body.
The guard left him at his door and left ,after a little consideration he decided to just go direct to the collosium
as he might as well get on with dying already... ' life is blissful but death is peace full ' he thought.
death was like an enemy that possessed unmatched dread but still had such charm that even he couldn't resist.
The alure of it in this hell was like a person lost in a desert stambling upon an oasis...he had suffered for far too long ,he had persevered since he had come to this hell a decade ago... or was it just half a year ago , he needed peace now more than promised glory.
Actually he had always been at the bottom of the ranking narrowly excaping deaths scythe, he remembered the trying times ...he even shade a tear when he remembered ' Clara...the girl that had sacrificed herself so that he could leave on ' Clara had died like a true hero for him.
she had been the only saving grace and consolation for him in this wretched hell but unfortunately she had died at number 527...yes thats right she had died only 2 months after coming to this hell
she had been the only reason he work hard back then and still did in the present ,he had never wanted to fail her even though she was dead.
he still sweated hard...he wanted her to know that the sacrifice she had made for him 6 months prior was worth it.
thinking about this bitter thoughts he became so angry and clenched his fist's so hard that his own finger nails dug into his flesh . blood started to drip out of his wounds that we're still not fully recovered but ' who'd care about such minor incidents when they were about to die? ' certainly not him
afew people who we're passing by glanced at him but they did not pay him any attention... just occasionally shaking their heads as if seeing a chameleon trying to shapeshif into a dragon. and the fact that almost everyone knew him didn't make it any better
who didn't know about him? actually it was not that he was too weak or they pitied him for being beaten black and blue on a weakly basis ... they all knew that number 133 had the capabilities to have strength on par with the academies top 50...he just limited his own training and became lazy willingly so that he could remain the same level as wade and make him suffer till his Last breath... yeah that's right... this was the consequences of a love triangle forged a few months earlier
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The wind is blowing not too strongly and neither too gently....if there we're trees in this area they would be swaying from side to side in a beautiful and hypnotizing pattern.
strangely in this deserted land ,six men are walking towards something that looks like a temporary shelter ,far behind them you can see a sea but the color of the water is slightly tainted red.
Not far behind them ... maybe a meter or two is a robotic like stretcher...on it is a woman lying, completely covered from head to toe.if not for the two mounds of flesh on her chest ,it'll be completely impossible to tell her gender
The white sheet covering her is soaked whine red with blood and if anyone looked closely ,they could still see drops of blood falling occasionally onto the ground signifying that she didn't die...or be injured too long ago ,but considering how she's covered ,she's probably dead.
The man second to the left sighs loudly and ask's " how long? " the other men all turn to look at him briefly but then continue walking like they didn't hear him