Chosen one: Laughing, sound of bunch of hyenas from the men irritated you. They pointed fingers, mock your words, and continued to laugh more, the crowd couldn’t resist and now you’re surrounded by loud jeers at you.
‘That’s cute,’ One of the men said as he wiped his tear. ‘But you know, you shouldn’t threaten your buyers like that or else.’
‘Or else what?’ You questioned coldly.
‘Or else you’re gonna regret it, little man/girl.’ The man put his fist up and so did the others. Some people was worried, knowing what happens next but most of the groups were excited and had enough of your past attack–and revenge for the murders you did (I know it was an accident but they don’t!).
‘We’ll see about that!’ Knees bent, you put your spear pointing at your opponents, predicting who’s first to come. One of the guy came forward with only his bare fist, aiming for your face. You dodged so easily and punch his belly with your free hand, the impact had the guy fall onto the ground. Your body may looked scrawny- Ok, lanky- No? Bony, gaunt? Alright, how about skinny?! Good? Ok!
Your body may looked skinny but no one should underestimate by one’s outer appearance. Thanks to your neighbors, you self trained every night through morning and also read books for knowledge which if this was a video game, your stats would’ve been great or at least no need to defeat level 1 slime over and over!
‘Come on! Who’s next?!’ You shouted. Everyone (including you) had adrenaline pumping in their blood. There was no main target now. Anyone who’s next to the person gets beaten or stabbed and even if the person’s a innocent bystander, sorry but you just fell into your doom
So much blood, bruises, small fires (don’t ask me how and why 'cause even I don’t know the answer to that), and er…guts spreading around the area that it had to be censored and blurred, Look, there’s even some dead bodies piling here and there and we’re just at the beginning of the story!
‘What in blazes is happening here?!’ A guard, the royal guard, along with his small troop was shocked then turn outraged after witnessing the scene. ‘Men, stop the fight at once!’
The guards complied to his orders. They jumped in and prevented the fight by knocking out some to unconscious, put their hands behind their backs or grab by the shirt and toss them in the chariot prison (100% sturdy metal!). While almost complete, you and the taunting guy was still in a one-on-one duel. The guy had multiple stab wounds all over his chest with some blood spilling out, yet, he’s strong (zombie?). You on the other hand is frightening. Your eyes was red but so was your body and head all covered in blood.
With the last of his strength, the zombie guy swing his fist and you…
- Give a final stab (but know that you choose this then you’re gonna get arrested and end up in jail)
- Give in and accept his attack
Anime!: ‘What now?’ Your teacher was starting to get annoyed by you.
‘Didn’t you hear-’ You didn’t finish your sentence as you realized the teacher’s boobs reverted back to normal. So does that mean the explosion from a few seconds ago was from her???
‘Mister/Miss (insert last name)! Why are you staring at my chest? Would you like to be expelled or do you like me to call the cops for sexual harassment?’
You shake your head and jumped out the room. ‘Gomenasai sensei! I promise it won’t happen again but only when you become my waifu.’
‘Excuse me, what did you say?’
‘Uh… Nothing!’ You quickly zoomed out in a blur, leaving your teacher confused.
As a new student, without a doubt, you’re lost in the directions. I would say to look up the map in the ‘Menu’ or follow the arrows that leads to your main objection but I don’t want to and you’re not listening to me are you.
Each door you open leads to the wrong room. So far it was empty, clubs, a seance room, a portal to unknown, restrooms, creepy basement, library with a ghost lurking… What did I just say???
You thought to go crybaby mode again for all hope was lost to you but then your ears perked up because there was a distant sound. You followed to it and the closer you reached, it was music. A god awful music. Who is playing this?!
Meeting the door, you looked up at the room sign and read Music.
‘Piece of junk!’
Someone must be inside the classroom which piqued your interest who the person was that made that sweet, beautiful melody- Are you high? No, for real are you really alright or are you on drugs?
You opened the door and the person was…
- A Emo kid
- A Loli(?)
- A troublemaker kid (maybe future Yakuza if you’re into that)
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