Dean was sat on a counter in an abandoned M&S; most of the clothes and food had been ransacked. Everything was smashed or destroyed. Only a rare couple of things were still in an alright condition.
He was lucky enough to at least find something.
He wore a white shirt that seemed a little too loose, grey jogging bottoms, and black running shoes that were a bit too lavish for something you run in.
The clothes were thanks to someone who left them in a changing room, the owner of the clothes must have had a field day when the world changed. Maybe they took some expensive things that Dean could never even dream of. Dean wouldn't admit, but he was a little jealous, but beggars can't be choosers in his situation.
The floor was littered with used food wrappers. Luckily, Dean found a box that had fallen down the back of the shelves. He rummaged through it, chewing into a banana flavoured energy bar.
Dean heard a shout from the street outside the shop.
"Come out and fight me, or we're both dead!"
The shout startled Dean, sending him to the floor. The host made his way past M&S, calling him out.
Dean crawled to a window to peer outside. The host had the face of someone who would do something rather rash in an argument.
Dean felt like it was over for him. The host was massive. The man may be pampered from the lavish life that came from fame, but with a body like his, it wouldn't be a surprise if he were to be casted for an action movie.
Dean squinted his eyes, he thought how he would go about fighting the living action figure. His chances were grim.
A window popped up in front of Dean.
[DarkLie24 is bored with all the waiting.]
Another window popped up after the first.
[DarkLie24 requests more gore.]
A couple more windows appeared after each message was sent.
[GoldenSunKing looks forward to the battle.]
[SmallMoon has sent a gift for the entertainment.]
[SmallMoon looks forward to more entertainment.]
[You have received the skill: Sage's Eyes Lv1]
"What the hell is going on?" Dean was baffled at the windows constantly popping up. He thought missions appearing outside the gates was strange, but now he was receiving messages through the gate's windows... and who even are these people?
"COME OUT!" The host roared; his hands clenched. The guy's patience was growing thin. The shout spooked Dean, sending him back low to the ground.
Dean pushed thoughts of the Gate's windows to the back of his head and tried to focus on the now. What's he going to do about this fifteen-pound mass of muscle and testosterone shouting in the streets.
[Activating Sage's Eyes Lv1]
A window appeared in front of Dean.
[Collecting Information]
[Information collected]
[Character information]
Name: Frank Green
Age: 32
Backer: Blood Dummy
Backer's Talent: Incite Fear Lv1, Create Autonomous Puppet Lv3
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The Lowly Gate's Guard
ActionIt's been five years since the gates appeared, treasures and magic lay within. However, where there's treasure and magic, there's monsters and deadly traps. Dean is a university student that doesn't have anything special about him. As a security g...
