Your rank. Your life.
Or that is what Adam always thought was the straight-forward road of life. However all of that changed when he happens across a mysterious necklace that instantly connects with him. And unfortunately for those entrusted with t...
Wow, what is this mysterious update. It couldn't possible be another chapter on the same day (my time)
Must be a late christmas miracle.
Enjoy!
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GAME OVER
Chapter 15 [8]
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Adam shouted in shock, he sat up and found himself in a familiar situation. He was in almost complete darkness except for the large glowing words that read 'GAME OVER'. He sighed and buried his face in his hands.
He looked up again and read the phrase below it. Silly duck, you're not a pincushion!
Adam's face twisted in confusion, who the nether wrote these! His score said 25, and below that was the button that said Respawn.
Of course he died. Tyler even said he was ready, well, he guess he really wasn't. Adam reached forward, but he felt a chill down his spine. Adam spun around and gasped. There were two figures; they weren't really clear. They were more like shapes that resembled something human. The one on the left was dark blue in color whilst the one on the right was a golden yellow.
Adam didn't speak. These two figures threw up their hands and pointed at each other with threatening stares, their mouths moved but Adam didn't hear a word. He guessed from their aggressive stances toward each other and their jabbing and pointing that neither were very happy.
"Notch, I just wish these weird visions would go away. There is nothing cool about this at all, they never make any se--" Adam gasped.
The two figures backed away from each other. The one on the left who was somewhat tall, at least in comparison to the one on the right, pulled out a sword. The figure on the right pulled out a stick and clenched it tight in his hand.
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There was a ringing in Adam's ears, he started to pick up on voices. Two males arguing with each other.
The taller one with the sword swung it around and yelled, I will find the young prince! It is as my lady μtɓuԍɹtƧ commands!
The shorter male moved his arms in a defensive pattern, Dammit λtlɒλoႨ, how many times must I say I don't understand nor know of what you speak!
Don't play games, he's here! I'm sure of it, you blasted Rekrians stooped so low as to take a child hostage in your greedy games.
The shorter male stomped his foot and shook his head, he let out a sigh, I'm telling you I know nothing. Look I would tell you everything if I knew anything but I--
The sword was plunged deep into the shorter male. The male gasped and stumbled to the floor. The stick that was in the male's hands clattered to the ground.
