"So then what are you going to pick?"
If I take the red badge, I will be here and stay safe with the possibility of controlling a mythological creature. However, the pink badge is the most tempting, as I want to explore the world. The main problem is that I am extremely vulnerable with no abilities.
"Mister, may you unchain my arms so that I can pick. I made my decision." Yves said with the least amount of confidence.
Snap
The chains broke free, leaving him seated in the chair. Yves raised both his hands, putting one on each hand of the masked man.
Yves grabbed both badges. He raises it above his head.
This sudden movement alerted the people around Yves, but the masked man looked at them as an order to not attack.
Yves brought the badges to his chest. He looked at them and put each badge on each hand.
Yves' right hand opened, dropping a badge. His decision was the one on his left hand.
"I choose this one."
Yves opened his palm to see the red badge.
"Very well." The masked man extended his hand.
Yves shook the man's hand.
Yves was escorted out by the white-haired young man.
After they left, the masked man took out his mask, revealing his dark, straight hair with his piercing hazel eyes.
"Who is that kid? He says he has no abilities, and he seems sincere, but how did he make the badge transform into a darker shade of red than the original one? That is an ability only people who have control over mythological creatures have?"
A man lurking in the shadows appeared.
"I frankly have no idea what he is either. But I do think he shouldn't know about that since we don't know what type of mythological creature he possesses."
"I want you to investigate him in the shadows, as by what I heard, he seems to have contracted a wendigo, an A-class mythological creature. Even as he tried entering this town, a wendigo appeared. There hasn't been a Wendigo sighting here since it started?"
"Yes, sir, however, I don't believe that he is a wendigo controller, as he doesn't have any signs of wanting human flesh. Still, I will investigate as if he is a controller; even of a lower class like a D or C, he might be able to hunt and control other high-level creatures."
"You are correct, but let's not jump to the best scenario; let's tone it down. Now go and act like the apartment owner and give him a room."
The man in the shadows is changing into another person. His previously dark purple hair became a dull black; his eyes changed shape.
…
Yves is walking with the white-haired young man, trying to have a small talk; however, he wouldn't talk. Yves got tired after asking and asking and having no response.
They continued walking, passing many people and many houses. Yves looked at his side carefully as he didn't know anything, and everyone appeared to be looking in their direction.
Yves walked to the apartment where he would be living. Outside he saw a man with dull black hair and tired eyes.
"Hello, Adam. Nice to see you here. I haven't seen that milk hair of yours.
Adam, with a fierce look, was forced to give a small smile as he knew who he was and what his abilities were.
"Wow, so your name is Adam. It kind of suits you?
"Yes, and your name is Yves, and you look like a homeless man with your long black hair."
"Adam, that was mean, but I do need a haircut. I haven't cut it in three years."
Yves looked at the man with dull hair.
"Mister, do you know where a good stylist is?"
Surprised by the question, the man smiled.
"Yes, I do. If you want, I can take you there. It would only be one star for the haircut?"
"Oh… I have no money?" Yves said with a sad look.
Adam left without saying anything, like a ghost; all traces of his presence were destroyed.
"Don't worry, you can always find a job and pay for the haircut. Now let's stop talking and go to your room."
Yves entered and was surprised at how different it looked compared to the outside. The inside was nicely painted with many pieces of furniture.
Yves walked past many people and saw a set of stairs. He followed the man until they got to his room.
Yves saw the man unlock the room and opened it.
The room was straightforward with a bathroom, a small kitchen, and a bed in the living room.
The man put the keys in Yves's hands and left.
Before doing anything, Yves went to take a long shower and relax after trying to find a job.
Yves finished showering and realized that he had no clean clothing aside from the ones that they gave him in prison.
"I truly need to get a job. Why does being unemployed suck?"
Knock Knock Knock
"YES!!!" Yves screamed.
"Mister Yves, you have been called to a meeting in the main building. This is due to you picking the red badge." Said the voice, an old woman.
"I will go in about two minutes; wait for me!" Yves put his clothes on as fast as possible.
Yves opened the door while having the biggest smile.
Stab
Yves felt an intense tingle in his abdomen; the hot sensation kicked in. His legs started feeling weak. Causing him to fall to the ground.
Yves looked up and saw the once innocent-looking old lady become a monster with one finger shaped like an obsidian knife.
Yves could only concentrate on the sharp pain and heat he had never felt before.
Yves saw the monster bend over and point the knife at Yves's face. Her face was macabre; she enjoyed the painful death of Yves.
With the little amount of strength Yves has, he managed to say some words.
"I know who you are. You are spear-finger a D-class mythological creature."
The old woman transformed into a young-looking woman. Seeing that Yves was bleeding profusely, she left with high confidence that he would bleed out.
Fuck Fuck, fuck, am I going to die here truly? I feel on the border of passing out. Someone out there, please help me. Fuck, why can't I speak?
Yves lost consciousness. He feels his entire body as if it were in the ocean. His entire body and mind became calm.
A collage of his memories started passing by. Yves' mind was so calm he felt somewhat glad that he could finally end all the struggle and finally take a break.
Splash
Drip, drip, drip.