Khaos Khronicles

Prologue

I looked up at the brightly coloured television screen.
As always I stood, motionless and with no emotion shown.

The opponents I had encountered so far had been to easy to stress myself with, this was the last battle I had to take part in.

If I win I would finally qualify to take part in the Khaos tournament and finally show that I am the strongest fighter.

I quickly snapped out of my thoughts as the sixty second countdown for my battle to begin had started.

My opponent was already present in the arena, his face like the others I had fought, full of enthusiasm and confidence.

I could see it all just through the screen and truthfully speaking, it almost put a grin on my face.
I began to walk towards my khaos chamber, remembering that in the pre-tournament matches only one characterisation out of a player's created three could be used in battle.

This didn't bother me cause I had never spent more than five minutes in a khaos match.This gave no chance for other fighters to analyse my character's abilities.

I stepped into the chamber and put on the khaos kontrol helmet on my head.I entered the encryption for my first Khaos characterisation and images of the real world began to fade.

I saw myself in the arena, it was similar to the coliseum, there were digital audiences from all around the world watching the final qualification battle.

During the counting of ten seconds my Khaos character had already fully appeared in the arena.
Dressed in an all black coat with a piece of dark cloth covering my nose and mouth, chants of my Khaos name began to roar all over the arena.

Soon the arena was filled with loud chants of the audience screaming the name.
"The Dark Syndicate".