Loud cheers echoed across the tunnel from somewhere ahead of the volunteers. The group had different expressions as some felt anticipation, others felt fear and regret while some looked calm and collected. Milas was among them and he wasn't sure how he felt. All his hopes were riding on this tournament.They stopped at a gate and they could see some parts of the arena through the gaps of the gate. The few glimpses allowed Milas to get a grasp on the layout of the arena. The arena had boulders of varying sizes strewn all over it and an open area in the middle. There were dried blood stains on the ground and the surface of the boulders.The group was lined up and a guard with a transparent crystal in hand approached the man at the front of the line. He placed the crystal on the man's forehead and a red glow emanated from within it. The glow lasted about five seconds before fading away. The man was pushed to the left side of the tunnel. No words were uttered as the guard walked to the ne

Two vampires rushed into the arena and started to gut the dead beasts and removed the beast crystals. A third one brought a cart to the center and dumped more weapons on the pile. The weapons included different types of swords, some axes and a few war hammers. The two crystal collectors couldn't take the bone devouring serpent's crystal as even its blood corroded the daggers they used to gut it. They had no choice but to leave as a horn was blown to signify the beginning of the second round.Milas was nervous as he looked at the people that surrounded him. Most looked unfamiliar to the concept of killing as they had looked away whenever someone was killed in the previous round. Some looked like battle hardened veterans with multiple scars and a murderous glint hidden deep in their eyes.Milas hoped that his plan would work, as it would at least ensure that he lives past the initial massacre. The gates were opened and the group of twenty four was forced into the arena. Some tried to re

Milas was brought into the tunnel that now felt empty as he was the only survivor of the tournament. The metal collar was placed on his neck before the tentacles released him. The guards led him away from the arena and into a different chamber. Faint murmurs reached his ears from behind a curtain. He could hear different voices mentioning various numbers. Milas could only guess that he was at some kind of slave auction. He heard the fall of the hammer and squeaking of wheels as a small cage was pushed into the area that he was in. Inside it was the horned cat that looked surprisingly docile with a similar collar on its neck.Milas stared at it intently but he was pushed forward and led through the curtain. He could hear the auctioneer better as the curtain muffled all sounds. "Next on sale is the half-born know as The Beast Slayer. This unassuming young slave is the champion of the slave games with the scars and bloodstains to prove it. We will start the bidding at fifty coppers." T

Screams of pain echoed off the walls and left through the only opening available. The guards told to keep watch were becoming annoyed with the noise after the pity they previously felt became non-existent. They were also tasked with adjusting multiple mirrors to ensure that the training didn't stop.Milas had been suffering for what felt like ages. He could never get used to the pain as it seemed to alternate with almost infinite choices. He helplessly curled up into a ball to protect his head and vital organs while leaving his bloody back exposed. The only solace he got was thinking about paying his master back a hundredfold. The pain reduced and the three guards that were watching him lowered a rope ladder. Milas could only stare at it as the slightest of movements caused immense amount of pain. A few hours ago....Milas followed the vampire outside and immediately froze before rushing back into the mansion. This was the first time being exposed to sunlight since turning and he hop

The training hall had to be the largest room in the whole mansion. Milas had ran out when he saw the sun in the sky with fluffy white clouds floating lazily across the blue canvas. Deogratius laughed at him before explaining that it was fake.The ceiling was equipped with technology that allowed it to look like different environments. The large plain white hall was the same and could simulate environments that were also affected by the ceiling. The room would even produce artificial weather and the sun here had no effect. Milas was intrigued by the technological marvels of the vampires and wondered if the human race would reach such a point. Deogratius walked to a control panel on the wall and changed the ceiling to a cloudless night with a bright full moon.The lighting in the hall also changed and Milas felt the cool breeze of the night brush against his face. He took a deep breath and gazed at the stars that dotted the sky. "AAAHHH!!"Milas clutched his hand to stop the bleeding