[Welcome to the Galactic games!]
[Before we start with the fun, let's first introduce the civilization we are going to watch this time!]
[Behold the ones who tried destroying themselves, the ones who could not get a single step out their Planet. They areeee... The Earthlings!]
The sounds of claps resounded everywhere like rainfall and Victor Blake looked at the screens almost everywhere in front of his eyes with an expression that was a little too shocked.
The claps seemed to be of many sounds, some felt like they were being made by hands that were all sticky while some were so high pitched that they seemed to have been made with the hands made of rocks.
[Let's introduce this time's players with the rules!]
The cheerful voice resounded again and all the humans that were on the big never ending plain looked at a big blue screen that popped in the sky.
Blake had to stretch his neck to the extreme before he stopped back involutarily and looked at what was written on the screen.
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[The game of #$^4@ only have two rules:
The selected sentient life who is at it's peak energy will compete for their whole planet's population.
Each Kill gets you a better weapon]
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[The players will get 30 seconds to know what is going on right now!]
The voice shouted again making Blake look toward the sound, yet it was coming from everywhere from the sky that was fully blue and plain, there were no clouds, stars or 'sun' to look at.
"Blake, snap out of it!"
THWACK!
Blake grabbed his own shoulder and looked at the man in his side with a frown.
The man had a lean build and looked to be in his early twenties.
"I don't know what is going on, but we gotta be alert my man" he said.
Blake nodded and looked at the message again and all around him.
There was a person every few steps away looking at the screen and all over the place with different emotions.
And when Blake looked farther, the heads just kept going. It felt like they would never end.
"There are too many people here" the man muttered again with a gulp.
That was when Blake noticed that they were all wearing orange coloured suit that had a pattern made on them.
He checked his and realized it was the same.
"Where is Trisha?" The man spoke again while looking everywhere before a vain popped in his head.
"TRISHHA!! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!" The man roared making the people around him move away from him while talking incoherently.
Blake looked at Michael already all angry and did not thing of any good thing at that moment.
[Your time is over now! Listen carefully!]
The voice said with a cheerfulness nobody could relate to at the moment.
In the crowd, there were many that were all calm and listening while looking around with wariness. Nothing about their demeanor screamed 'normal'.
"Michael, calm down. We will find her" Blake said after keeping a hand on Michael's broad shoulder making him nudge it away.
A horn blew making everyone cover their ears and scream. It felt like it was going to blow their head off.
But Blake saw a screen appear in front of him.
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Victoria Blake
Biological connection- mother/progenitor
Status- Terminate if 'Victor Blake(son)' dies
Adrian Blake
Biological connection- father/progenitor
Status- Terminate if 'Victor Blake(son)' dies
Marcus Blake- Brother
Biological connection- Brother
Status- Terminate if 'Victor Blake(son)' dies
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[By now, you should all be seeing what is on line with your life! The chosen players will carry their planet, so we have tied your blood to your survival! So I suggest everyone to act in your own interest!]
The voice had a more sinister tone to it while it spoke alongside chuckles.
Blake looked at the screen, especially his parents and young brother's name with shock.
"W-What's with that note?!" Michael spoke with his hands on his head crazily moving.
Blake quickly looked away and went to Michael before pushing his shoulder aggresively.
Michael looked at Blake as if he had a death wish.
"Remember what you told me. Be alert." Blake spoke in the only tone that he thought would work on Michael currently.
Michael still looked at Blake with crazy eyes but there was something sane about them now.
"... Thank you" He said and he looked in the front again.
"Do you see Trisha's name?" Blake asked.
But Michael shook his head with an angry glint.
"Just the trash"
Blake heard and nodded before looking everywhere, Michael's parents were also showing on the screen.
"My young brother is there in this list, Michael. It says biological connection. If Trisha is not there.... then maybe she isn't tied to your death in this thing." Blake spoke as if he understood something but Michael didn't respond.
[As you can image by now, your loved ones or the so called 'family' that are tied to you will be terminated the moment you die! POOF! KABOOOM!]
The voice went crazy in tone and many felt the panic settled in now.
"Are you kidding me?! You think you can kill my family, you fucking shit?! Try me!" A man voice who Blake couldn't even look at resounded everywhere.
Blake felt something bad when that boy screamed but most fell silent. Among the thousands near them, it felt like everyone was listning in.
[Your first mission, a warm up, will be in front of you right now! Do you best, players! May the best of you represent your planet!]
It was as if the voice didn't even care the man said something making Blake let go of the breath he had stopped for a few seconds.
Another screen popped up in front of him and he read carefully.
The first mission had arrived.