Two Years Later
Unlike the boisterous atmosphere two years ago, the Dining Area was much smaller and more dilapidated.
The food had become shit, and the quality of life had dropped over the years; however, the training camp was still going as strong as ever.
Walking into the Dining Area had become a privilege only the strong would dare to accept, and even then, the strong were not guaranteed to walk out in one piece.
The dilapidated state of all the facilities was to be expected considering everything.
Someone would reach their breaking point each day and trash anything around them.
Nobody paid any attention to the battles at first but after a while, everyone noticed that no repairs were made.
Many of the damagers were ganged up on and killed in a massive bloody battle.
Some of the more deranged survivors would fuck corpses and eat the meat of the dead for ritualistic purposes.
And these rituals did come true because a curse forced entire teams to murder each other in a crazed slaughter.
Zeel knew that they would have been cursed to death already had Aurolana not neutralized the thousands of curses that would be directed at them every day.
Unfortunately, Kal the Felian was also in the wrong place at the wrong time and was killed in a battle.
That left eight people in Aurolana's team.
Luckily, Kal had managed to forge exceptional weapons for them over the past two years, and they knew he had passed peacefully in the end.
How did they know? Any kind of end in this place was a worthy end.
At least he didn't have to get food by sucking dicks for several consecutive days.
Tak and Dena had started dating a year ago, but dating was stating it lightly.
Dena and Tak were the only Telkien so they had to be together, or they would crush anyone they 'romanced' to death.
The relationship was built upon fucking like rabbits at every chance they got, and eventually, it turned into an unhealthy obsession on both sides.
Zeel merely laughed every time the couple bragged about their intense sexual life.
Aurolana was also aware that it was extremely rare for a Telkien to have sex, their bodies were not suitable for any kind of penetration whatsoever.
This was not a secret known by many, but Zeel knew at least.
Sadly, the truth was more males would be raped daily than females.
Females were better with energy control and that gave them an edge at this point in the training camp.
Now, there were only about a thousand Races surviving, but the average death rate per day was ten.
Zeel walked into the Dining Area with measured steps while cautiously glancing around.
Surprisingly, Zeel was genuinely startled at the moment, he was by no means the strongest person in the Area.
If anything, Aurolana and Kar'Zal were the reason he had survived thus far.
Zeel was not weak, but the remaining survivors were just that strong.
Luckily, Aurolana had managed to get Kar'Zal as an ally by promising him a couple of miles on his soul at the gates of Heaven.
It simply meant that his family would not be punished for his actions.
