(I'm so sorry this is late. Things have been very emotional in my town. I couldn't focus. This is a really weak chapter so I'm sorry that it couldn't make it better)
"Hey," Fedyor came across Marie and Sergei. In death they all decided to let go of what was holding them back. Let's just say Sergei got a beating from Marie and Fedyor when he arrived.
"Hey," Marie replied. "What's going on?"
"I've decided to bet my life," Marie's eyes widened.
"Do you think your good enough?" Fedyor nodded.
"I've been training for the past few months. I mean its just betting your life. It can't be any worse."
"Do it. What are you going to lose?" Marie said.
"Ok,"
"Can you fully explain what is going to happen?" Sergei asked. Marie turned to him.
"You bet your life and if you win you can reincarnate." Sergei nodded.
"What do you lose if you don't win?"
"I'm already dead. Your point? No one really says what happens when you lose. They don't like to talk about it." Sergei grew exasperated.
"I hate this! Why?! This fucking sucks! Why can't we just move on! Without troubles?"
"Because we all don't deserve to go off without troubles." Fedyor walked away from the pair. He walked into the main hall. He saw the man dressed in gold. It was a long gold robe that was religious in nature. Fedyor slammed his hand right across from him.
"I'd like bet my life!" The hood covered his eyes and nose so all he could see was a familiar smirk that he couldn't place. He nodded and moved a deck of cards across the table laying it out in a very stylish way. A voice appeared in his head.
"Blackjack..."
Fedyor nodded.
"Hit me," one card passed to him from across the table.
Six.
Fedyor nodded again. "Hit me," another card.
Four.
That made ten. If he was playing with someone else he would pass on the next turn. But he wasn't. "Hit me,"
An ace.
Fedyor's eyes widened in delight. That made 21. If he made it an 11 which he would. He would reincarnate back to the living world.
"It's an 11," he smirked. It was a quick game, but then again it was always quick game when played without any other people. "I win."
"You're wrong..." Fedyor was horrified.
"What do you mean?" The masked man moved his face up a little bit. He saw his eyes, a familiar grey color. Fedyor stumbled back and fell on the ground he tried to get away. The masked man grabbed Fedyor revealing his face.
"Hello Fedyor, it's been awhile."
"How?" Fedyor was terrified. "They said you were getting taught by the Sankts?"
"I wanted out and I replaced my grandfather. You're all mine now."
"Why?"
"I couldn't have you in life but now I have all of you. Forever. Alina lost her power and I seized control. Your fates are mine. I'm not letting you reincarnate, Fedyor, I want you all to myself. Now let me show you what happens to people who defy me." Shadows enveloped his body and squeezed him. His life was flashing before him again. These were different though. All memories of his time in the Ravkan Second Army. He felt all the pain of when he was injured. It felt all so real. Then he died.
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