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Chapter 9 - -Choice

"Status", David whispered.

Identity: Dave Morek Anglius

Class: None

Race: Human Lvl:1

Stats:

Strength: 3.2 (+0.2) Agility: 3.2 (+0.2) Stamina: 3.2 (+0.2) Intelligence: 3.2 (+0.2)

Title (1/1): [Among the 250] Effect: (+0.2 all stats)

Skills: None

Every week, the status window got more and more complete. The administrators were probably changing their game. That would also explain their pause for a month. But why? David didn't know. 

In the end, David tried his theory. He felt confident. His stats were excellent compared to 3 weeks ago. He could probably be a super star in track with the same level as Usain Bolt at his age.

Him and Jim could even believe that they worked more than any other human in the world . The maximum permanent increase that got registered was a 1.5 increase while they were sitting at more than 2. Their work was nothing to scoff at. Now, they needed to think about their equipment. They could only bring one low level object. That meant no swords, guns or axes.

The maximum someone could bring in terms of weapon was a kitchen knife. Jim and Anna both chose to bring a whole bag full of food and some water because of their stamina test while David chose that same kitchen knife.

"Think about it. What would be the challenge for those 4 stats in one go. The only option I could think of was a duel.", David told Jim.

The next day, everyone was tensed and went to their city's center where that same creature was. After a couple of minutes, a figure descended from the clouds. It had white eyes and it also had a microphone. There was a whole film crew behind it with big cameras. Also, if you looked hard enough you could see them installing a huge hologram-like screen in the sky. It was completely different than last time, it was coordinated and it looked like they had a whole different budget.

David started to get scared. This could change his whole theory. A better budget means a harder challenge. Especially if it's a hidden one. He could die in that challenge. He looked tensed from the outside and Jim saw it. He thought he was scared. If he knew what David just understood he would be too. Higher budget means harder challenges as simple as that.

"Don't worry Morek. Everything will be okay. When this game will be finished I'll let you be my best man.", he said.

David laughed. People started getting away from me because they thought he was crazy.

After some time, the cloudy figures managed to make the screen work and the commentator started talking.

"Welcome everyone to the first round of the Ascension Stages!"

The camera crew started moving their camera and moving through the crowds searching for someone. On the screen, there was millions of different areas that were experiencing the same thing as us. For some reason, It was like the camera crew stopped moving for a split second when they saw David. "Probably nothing", everyone thought.

Surely. 

But David didn't. he saw himself on the big screen. All the other's view were gone, it was only a big shot of his face on the screen. He would suffer more than he ever did in this round and he knew it.

"If I die, tell my family I hate them Jim", he whispered.

"We'll do", he replied still thinking of Anna as his wife for some reason.

The commentator continued, " As you know this round will be about weakness. That meant that this round will be about killing the weak by using their weakness against them. Let's start!"

The same circles and stars appeared and the young 14 year old boy braced himself ready for the teleportation. He arrived in a dark place. It looked like it was in space. 

He got a notification as soon as he arrived.

[All stats are the same.]

[Hidden quest starting...]

Task: First Round

1.Get to the end without dying.

Reward: C rank skill

Failure: Death penalty

A door opened and on it was a sentence, First floor entry.

David clenched his kitchen knife ready to face abominations. He entered the door and arrived in a medieval arena with thousands of masked spectators. He was in cuffs and next to him were countless people with the same restrictions. The platform where he was on was made of glass.

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