The Beginning

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Grian looked down to his legs. He was laying flat on the ground, with nothing but his Clothes on him. He sat up feeling a little bit dizzy to find a clock closely tied around his wrist.

The Clock was very bulcky yet designed very intricately. On the digital screen on the top of the clock seemed to be a timer of 24 hours that hadn't started yet.

He slowly stood up whilst already starting to feel better. Grian looked around there weren't to many people there. After some time of trying to organise his thoughts and the immense input he was getting from his surroundings, he heard a voice.

" Hello, everyone of you. I have brought you here, for a game of life and death. Of Time and blood and of peace and war."

"Strange", Grian mumbled to himself, before the voice continued to speak.

"Everyone of you has a clock around your wrist with a timer of 24 hours. I'm going to start that timer soon. When you run out of time, you will die with no coming back. If you die before you will come back but one hour will be gone from your time. If you kill someone you will gain Half an hour.
There is more to come later until then, I'll see you again...".

So I'm not alone here, Grian thought to himself. He went of to grab some sticks and a few stones that were laying around to craft an axe. He cut down some trees made a pickaxe and mined some stone. He put everything in the holder's on his back and the pockets on his belt and then went of to look for some people.

However instead of finding more people, he found a giant mansion. So having found no shelter before, he decided to settle down in the mansion.

He looked around and found some very special Items that could save him from sudden death aswell as some food. However the mansion was quite dark and a little dangerous. He decided to climb all the way up to the big and flat roof, which would be easier to light up.

After a little while of slowly trying to build up some infrastructure and a small hut, he heard a noise. He eventually heard two voices. The both were talking about looting and that they could maybe settle in the mansion.

Grian didn't like the thought of that.
However he didn't know the people down there, or atleast he didn't recognise their voices at the moment.

He eventually scavenged down into the mansion following their torches.

After ten minutes of quietly searching, he found them. They were having a relatively normal conversation about getting food and such. However after three hours in that world, he could use some more time on his clock.

He looked at both of them, hesitant on what he should do.

One of them had brown hair with a green stripe of hair falling down onto his forehead. He was rather tall and slim with a rounded face and shining green eyes, the same ones Grian strangly found on himself earlier while getting water.

The other one was blond and about the same height as Grian. His hair was much shorter and combed back, he also had a beard and those shining green eyes. They both wore rather goth or alternative style clothing, with leather jackets, fishnet gloves, a lot of chains, rings and rather funky sunglasses.

However after looking at them. They both seemed rather clueless of the whole situation.

But after all, Grian could still use a little bit of time. He hesitantly grabbed the sword out of its holster, behind his occasionally twitching wings.

Grian slowly approached the Blond guy, while the other one was looking into a chest. The blond dude didn't have a chance to run, before seeing the sword right at his throat.

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