6 muscular men could be seen standing in a room huddled together. One of them was wearing an old and tattered coat, he had his hair cut short while the rest were bald with their long beard tied up to look like dreadlocks. They looked at each other as if they're looking for someone who was missing from this group but then one man raised his head towards another man who seemed more confident than everyone else around him. He was also holding a sword that seemed sharper compared to the others' weapons.
"Hey Did you get the job done? You better have not killed the specimen." The man said in a deep voice with some kind of accent making it hard to understand what he meant by 'job'.
"Yes, the target has been captured."
The first man turned back towards the man behind him before turning back again to face the man beside himself.
"Alright, good work bring it in." Another member said after hearing the last word. Everyone went inside the room except the two men left behind who stood near the entrance waiting for the order to proceed.
The two figures who had been watching Lucian from afar were now conversing with each other.
"This one is a bit troublesome but he'll do just fine. Let's bring him in." The second figure replied.
After several minutes of walking, they finally stopped. It was cold and damp in here due to the rain falling outside. They removed the hoods off their heads revealing themselves to be tall muscular men with tattoos covering half of their faces.
"Now let's see what kind of magic he's capable of using."
"Yes, sir."
"We must proceed with caution. Do not underestimate him."
"Yes, sir."
"Let's go."
***
"Owww....." Lucian moaned softly as he
regained consciousness.
He was laying face down on a hard surface. His hands were tied behind his back, and there was a gag in his mouth.
His head throbbed with pain as he tried to move his arms. Then suddenly someone kicked him in the ribs, causing more agony.
Lucian winced in pain.
Who did this to me? Who the hell are you?!
The man who appeared looked to be in his twenties. He had long, wavy, blonde hair that went halfway down his back and had a pale complexion. He was wearing a dark gray hoodie with black jeans and a weird-shaped mask with bone spikes coming out of the top of the mask and a strange design on the bottom right side of the mask.
The man's face was hidden behind his mask.
His eyes shone brightly beneath the mask giving him a sinister appearance.
"You have been injected with a Rage worm it settles around the heart"
And sends electrical impulses to cause pain. It also causes hallucinations and can make you kill yourself.
If you try to attack me, you will feel extreme pain and lose control.
Don't worry though, I won't hurt you too much. Just enough so you know who you're dealing with." the masked man said with a smile on his face.
Suddenly Lucian felt something enter into his body and spread throughout his entire system. It started to burn, sending waves of intense pain through his body. Suddenly, Lucian couldn't hold himself back and screamed loudly as he thrashed violently on the floor.
The man sighed.
"That should keep you quiet for a while."
He walked away and disappeared from sight.
Lucian laid still on the ground trying to recover from whatever happened. After a couple of minutes, Lucian finally managed to stand up straight again.
Where am I? What's happening to me?
Slowly, his vision cleared up and everything seemed clearer than it ever was before. In fact, everything around him seemed sharper.
Is this normal?
A loud noise made him turn toward the source of the sound. A group of men were surrounding him with weapons drawn. One of them was holding a Short sword that looked rugged was pointed at his chest.
Wait, why is one of these guys dressed like a clown? Why does he have a sword sticking out of his stomach? And why is he covered in blood?
Before he could process this information, Lucian realized that he had already moved. Quickly, he jumped backwards, dodging the blade that would've ended his life.
"Hey! That hurts! Stop moving!" the guy yelled angrily as he swung his sword in a wide arc.
Lucian ducked under the swing, quickly recovering and jumping towards the man. Before he could land, however, Lucian saw a flash of light and a blinding white ball of fire flew past him and hit the man.
Hey, bastard watch where you are shooting that you could have injured my plaything!
The voice sounded familiar but it didn't matter now. Now that he knew what was happening, Lucian charged forward with a growl.
He landed a kick on the man's knee and sent him flying across the arena. As soon as the man crashed to the ground, Lucian grabbed the man's arm and twisted it until it broke.
With a roar, he pulled the broken bone from its socket and tossed it aside.
Lucian looked around. He noticed the man dressed in a clown costume standing over a dead body. The clown's mouth was agape, and his eyes were staring blankly ahead.
He turned and ran toward the man, his fist clenched tightly.
As he got closer, Lucian realized the man was no ordinary clown.
The man had long dark hair tied in a bun on top of his head, a thin face with sharp features, and cold, calculating eyes. He wore a white shirt and pants with a red and black cape. On his feet were tall black boots.
This isn't good...
Lucian's eyes darted around the room searching for something, anything that might help him escape. There was nothing.
No way out.
I'll just have to fight him! Lucian thought as he readied himself for battle.
His opponent stood perfectly still as he stared intently at Lucian. Then, suddenly, he raised his hands above his head and chanted some words in a language that Lucian did not understand.
Lucian watched as a large glowing sphere appeared between them.
Oh shit...this can't be good!
Quickly, Lucian leaped to the side, barely avoiding the blast that ripped through the air and exploded behind him.
Fuck...that hurt!!
The force of the explosion threw him backward onto the ground. His clothes were torn off by the force of the blow. When he recovered, he noticed several cuts on his arms and legs. They stung badly.
Why does this keep happening?!
"How pathetic." The man said, his tone dripping with contempt.
Suddenly, Lucian felt something hot run down his leg. Looking down, he saw that the wound was bleeding heavily.
Damn...what happened?
He tried to stand up but couldn't. Suddenly, everything started spinning. With great effort, Lucian managed to prop himself up on his elbows. He took a deep breath, trying to steady himself.
With this, the man with the short sword swung his sword in a downward motion aiming for Lucian's hands.
Lucian blocked the attack with his left hand but the force of the strike caused the blade to cut deeply into his wrist. A cry of pain escaped Lucian's lips. Blood dripped from the open gash on his forearm.
Shit!
The man moved in close and kicked him hard in the stomach causing Lucian to double over.
That son of bitch...
The man swung the sword downward in a wider arc aiming for the neck of Lucian.
Without thinking, Lucian rolled under the swing and used the momentum to push himself up.
The man smiled as he stepped forward ready to deliver another blow.
Wait...what am I doing?
I'm supposed to be fighting...but I can't move! Why? What is wrong with me!?
Before the man could react, Lucian reached out and grasped hold of the man's ankle.
At first, the man didn't seem to notice what Lucian was doing, but when he finally did, he screamed in anger and released his grip on the hilt of his sword.
"Get away from me!" the man shouted,
struggling desperately to break Lucian's grasp.
But it was too late; Lucian held firm, forcing the man to fall flat on his ass. The man was still holding the short sword swinging it in random directions, trying to find an opening to use it.
Lucian found an opening aiming for the man's ribs and quickly jabbing him in the rib causing the man to drop his sword.
With this Lucian went to grab the short sword but was stopped by the man who grabbed his arm and pulled him closer until they were face to face.
They both struggled against each other, each attempting to overpower the other. In the end, however, Lucian ended up on top of the man pinning him to the ground.
"Stop this!" the man cried, tears running down his cheeks. "Please stop this..."
Lucian looked into the man's eyes. There was no hate, no malice. Just sadness and regret.
"I'm sorry but I don't show mercy," Lucian thought well constantly hitting the man in the head with his fists. After a couple of minutes of beating the man senseless, Lucian stopped.
This man wasn't even recognizable anymore. His skin had become pale and lifeless, his clothes torn and stained with blood. He lay there unmoving, breathing shallowly.
Sorry, but I have to make sure Lucian thought as he grabbed the short sword and stabbed the man through the heart.
Lucian noticed that the man and the group of men that were with this guy started to run toward him at an incredible pace.
Lucian decided to focus on the one that was in front of the group with the short sword that he got he would just have to kill them. Lucian thought well looking for any opportunity that he could use to stab or injure the guy with the short sword.
He saw a chance when the man swung the sword and missed.
Lucian took advantage of the moment and aimed for the man's leg stabbing him in the shin. The man fell to the floor screaming
The other two men rushed at Lucian not giving him enough time to finish him off. They closed in fast, swords raised high, prepared to strike.
Lucian jumped backwards avoiding the blades coming at him.
One of the men swung his blade at Lucian's head. Lucian dodged the attack barely missing being impaled by the sharp edge of the weapon.
Without giving them more time Lucian attacked with his short sword slashing one of the men across the chest and leaving a deep wound. As he tried to defend himself, the other man slashed his throat cutting his jugular vein and spilling blood everywhere.
Blood dripped onto the ground, soaking into the soil and turning it red.
"No..." one of the men said, collapsing to the ground.
Another man collapsed after getting hit in the side of the head with Lucian's sword.
The remaining man stared blankly ahead as he stood over the dead bodies of his friends. Blood pooled under the fallen body of his friend.
Lucian walked up to the man, grabbing his collar.
"How dare you? How could you kill innocent people like that?!" The man that was. Being held by Lucian said well trying to free himself from Lucian's hands.
"How? How are you considered innocent when you kidnapped me and were the ones who started the fight?" Lucian said
Without giving the man enough time to answer Lucian swung his sword at the man's neck. The man didn't even have time to react before Lucian sliced his throat open.
Blood flowed down the man's chin splashing onto the ground. With a look of horror, he dropped to the ground clutching his severed windpipe.
His hands still holding onto his bloody neck.
Lucian picked up the man's sword, wiping away the blood on the blade with his sleeve. Then he tossed it aside.
Before Lucian even had time to process anything else Sounds of claps could be heard well a well-dressed woman appeared she looked to be around her mid-20s with long blonde hair that flowed past the shoulders.
She wore a white dress with a light blue sash tied around her waist. Her legs were covered by knee-length boots that went up to the thighs. Around her neck was a necklace with two gold medallions hanging from it. On either side of the medal hung matching earrings.
She walked towards Lucian and kneeled beside him looking at the dead body lying next to Lucian.
"W-who a-are you?" Lucian stuttered.
Hello, Lucian Ashford, I am Kang Sung, and I am one of the higher-ups here. I hope you enjoyed your first day here.
As you are now considered the Slave of "Shattered Fang".
"S-Slave?" Lucian said confused.
Yes slave, you are the property owned by me.
"Why do I have to be your slave?" Lucian asked, his tone becoming more demanding.
That is none of your business Lucain but since you are now considered a candidate you have the right to know what we are' replied Kang.
We are an organization that thrives inside the game known as the Gods Game.
As part of our training, we require all new members to go through the process known as the Slavery Test.
To pass, you must kill 10 players within the first 3 days after joining the game. Failure to meet this requirement will result in execution.
If you fail to complete the task, then you will be executed and your family will also be punished.
Also, any information leaked of the organization will result in your death. Since The "Rage Worm" inside of you will activate if you tell anyone about the organization, and your heart will explode resulting in instant death.
You will be forced into an academy for the organization where you will be taught everything needed to survive.
Any questions?
No Ma'am.
Well, I hope you understand what is expected of you.