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𝐘/𝐍 𝐏𝐎𝐕

"They become one of us."

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Just that one sentence could knock me off my feet, leaving me with wide-open eyes. And it was no good thing either. It was on a whole other level of evil if I were to say. A level I wasn't ready to trust or at least to believe that the scary clown sitting right in front of me won't kill me anytime soon. Who knows! As far as I know, each of them in this room is capable of taking a life without hesitation. And I do not want to be part of one of those lives.

"Oh hurry up we don't have all day" muttered clown. His tone was deadly yet silent but it was enough to send chills down my spine and to everyone in the room. "Do you accept it? Or not."

My head was clouded with unwanted thoughts and unwanted shit as I tried to make up my mind. Time was ticking faster than ever and the several pairs of eyes around the room that were focused directly on me did no help. Slowly but surely my forehead grew wet with cold sweat, there was no way I could accept the deal. Or could I? I mean if I rejected the offer I could be tortured for life or worse have my head hung up in this very room. But if I do accept it I would have a better chance of surviving and possibly escaping this place. Based on my current situation, I think my choice is made very clear...

As I opened my mouth to answer, my voice refused to emerge only a slight raspy sound. So I shameful shut it. I certainly looked foolish in front of one of the most deadliest player according to what they told me. I wanted, no need to agree to this deal so badly. But the overwhelming silence that flooded the room crept around my throat and strangled my voice from agreeing to the deal.

"Okay then" his voice ripped through the silence like a sharp knife cutting through a stick of butter. He rose from his chair while taking something from his table, which I presume was a dagger. Something I rather not see penetrates through my chest.

Fortunately, this was enough to force my rather croaky voice out.

"Oh uh Y-Yes I agree with your deal." Oh fuck it came up as a stutter, like an average y/n moment. This is not good at all. NOT GOOD I REPEAT. ABSOLUTELY HORRIBLE.

"Heh. Well then, someone call Ashswag we have a deal to secure" Clown announced snapping his fingers while he did so.

SNAP

It sounded bouncing off the walls followed by a

POOF!

Not even a second later Ashswag was already standing next to me, a smug grin plastered on his face. A trail of purple pixels trailed behind him.

"Yeah Clown? What did you need me for?" he asked playfully. His hands were set proudly on his hips and pushed in a subtle taunting way.

"To secure a deal. You know about it. Don't you Ashswag?" answered Clown, it wasn't too clear but he was pissed about Ash's attitude. "Now hurry, do what you do best."

"Okayyy wait- what's their name again?"

"y/n Ashswag. y/n" piped Parrot clearly annoyed about this. A frown appeared on his cheerful face.