Jason entered the tavern to see countless people inside with violent laughter erupting among the patrons from time to time as they went about their conversations. There was music playing and drinks being served in mugs as waitresses moved among the patrons delivering food and drinks. As Jason stood there in the doorway observing the place, a heavy hand landed on his shoulder. He felt like his legs were going to buckle from the weight alone when he heard a voice behind him
“You’re small,”
As Jason turned, he saw a giant of a man with a huge barrel on his shoulder staring down at him. He wore sleeveless leather armor with a huge battle hammer slung across his back and Jason could swear the man was at least seven feet tall.
“Don’t mind Tom. His etiquette leaves much to be desired, but he means well.” A smallish man said from Jason’s side as the now identified Tom moved past Jason. Jason turned to get a better look at the smallish man who had spoken to see him wearing clothes of varying shades of black with a garish mustache. The small man continued with a small bow, then continued to introduce himself saying
“Name’s Sylvester and I welcome you to my humble establishment.” Sylvester guided Jason to the bar as he continued speaking
“ I wouldn’t walk around with that mark on your hand openly if I were you, not many are fond of your kind around here but luckily for you, my tavern caters for people of all sorts so no worries here,” Sylvester said as he poured Jason a drink.
“Now what can I do for you, no offense but you don’t look like the type to visit my establishment so you must have a purpose to be here then,” Sylvester said staring at Jason
“ I am looking for a man called Rex,” Jason said as he took a sip of the drink
“ And what business if I may ask do you have with a guy like Rex “
“ I was sent by a mutual acquaintance of ours to seek him out,” Jason said slowly
“ Then you’ve come to the right place follow me,” Sylvester said as he began to walk towards a door behind the counter, which seemed to lead further back into the tavern. Jason entered the door after him and saw Sylvester open a trapdoor leading downwards to some kind of basement.
“After you,” Sylvester said as Jason looked at him warily
“No trust at all,” Sylvester said after seeing Jason hesitate before climbing down to the basement himself. Jason followed soon after and the moment he stepped into the basement found a sword pointed at him by a man in a silver armor of some kind. He tried looking around to find Sylvester only to hear a voice behind him as he felt a dagger placed on his throat.
“ I wouldn’t make any sudden moves if I were you, wouldn’t want your throat slit accidentally would you,” Sylvester said with a small laugh
“Now I heard you were looking for me, not many know to find me in this tavern so who are you and who do you work for”
“ My name is Jason and an old man told me to find you”
“Really why?”
“He said to deliver a message to you”
“And what message is that”
“That the time has come and that soon Darkness shall cover the light and that you would guide the champion unto the path”, immediately after Jason said those words the mark on the back of his palm started to glow and shine in a dark light and immediately Rex dropped his sword and fell to his knees in front of Jason as he said
“ Apologies my Lord, it is an honor for me to be in your presence, we have long awaited your coming”
“ What do you mean by ‘Lord’ Rex, what is going on here? Sylvester asked in confusion as he sheathes his dagger
“ Pay your respect Sly, for you are in the presence of the chosen one, the champion who would lead us to greatness once again has arrived”
“ You mean to tell me he is the one we have been waiting for”
“ Yes, our Lord told me himself in a vision that, he would come to seek me out and that he would speak these very words unto me”
“ Is that so, well he doesn’t look like much but since the Lord has spoken I shall do my best to assist you along your journey” Sly said sheathing his blades somewhere within his cloak.
“ So what now,” Jason asked looking at the two men in the room.
“ Now we get you acquainted with the world and all the factions involved”
“ First you should know that this world is inhabited by a lot of different races but the major races that are the current world powers are the elves, dwarfs, humans, and the dragon race, these are the main races in control of the world but there are other races that are also strong in their own right but these are the important ones,” Rex said as he led Jason further inside to other rooms underground.
“ Over the ages, we have slowly rebuilt our numbers ever since the catastrophe and now we number at around 1000 members spread out all over the continent with 100 active members in this city,” Rex said as he sat down and pointed to Jason to sit down on another chair beside him
“ In this world as you already know there is the system that governs all creatures that exist in this world. The leveling mechanism operates on the absorption and refining of essence gained from killing, when you kill any creature the system allows you to absorb being's soul and refines it to strengthen you. The amount of strengthening depends on how strong the creature is and as you get stronger more essence is required and the higher the level the better the quality of essence. As you might already know the system has multiple stats like strength, dexterity, intelligence etc. with which you are already familiar with. With each level gained a certain number of stats are awarded with which you can invest in these stats. Of course racial bonuses and class bonuses also exist. You can also manually grow these stats but this is extremely difficult to do and more suitable for otherworlders like you especially with the blessings given by the Dark One to you. The vitality stat has to deal with your health and although it exist it does not mean that you have to reach health zero before you die, any strike to the vitals will kill you, the health is just the amount of damage you can take without dying that is why even though it may be difficult it is possible for a level 1 to kill a level 100, stats may make you more stronger, faster and resilient but they are no substitute for true skill and clever planning.” Rex explained to Jason slowly
“ So what about skills, how do they work?” Jason asked
“ There are two types of skills one can gain, common skills and class specific skills. Skills level up from use and the understanding one gains from frequent use. Common skills are ones anyone can gain as long as a certain requirement is met but class specific are ones limited to class. Classes are awarded by the god’s there are specific classes related to every god out there and some that are common but even then depending on the god that awarded you the class some skills may be different. But you do not have to worry about that, due to the blessings you received from the Lord, no matter the class you choose you would still be able to gain and use the skills that are related to the Dark One and darkness as a whole. “
“ Okay, so what now, what is the next step”
“Now we get you trained and prepared for your task, from how you look you don’t seem to be someone who would be standing on the front lines. You also don’t seem the type to wear heavy armour with your build. You are lean, and look like you have some speed. You strike me as the sort that will probably avoid fighting yourself unless you absolutely have to.”
Rex paused for a moment and examined Jason carefully as he continued
“ You strike me as someone who is not above playing dirty to win against your foe. Daggers and throwing knives. “ He said as he nodded his head.
“ Why those in particular” Jason questioned Rex
“ Daggers and knives have many uses ass they can be thrown as well as easily hidden on your pesona to convince others that you are unarmed in other to lower their guard and catch them off guard. Depending on the type you can cause massive damage as well as kill silently and quickly.”
Jason nodded his head thoughtfully as what Rex said made sense to him perfectly
“ So when do we start” Jason asked eagerly
“ Now of course, we do not have time and as such we would have to speed up your training but unfortunately I would not be the one to train you, had you been suited for any other weapon like the sword then I would be responsible for your training but as for small bladed weapons I believe that we should allow an expect to handle your training. Therefore Sly would be incharge of your training” Rex said as he turned towards Sly who has been standing in a corner.
Jason barely felt his presence and was surprised as he seemed to fade into view but his presence was very faint as if taking your eye off him even once would cause him to disappear again. Jason saw the grin on his face and he shivered.
“ Well then savior, shall we begin teaching you the ins and out of how not to die 101” Sly said as his grin widened even more.
A few months later In the underground hideout of Sly’s tavern, two figures were engaged in a deadly dance. They rushed at each other ferociously as their daggers clashed against each other, Sly maneuvered around Jason with grace and flexibility as Jason moved nimbly dodging the attacks as they came. Sly went in for a kick to the head which Jason flipped away from while simultaneously releasing several throwing knives at him. He avoided and parried with little movements as he continued on with his assault, Jason tried his best to fend off his strikes, till his legs were kicked out from under him and a dagger was placed in front of him pointing at his throat. “Well done Jason, you have finally completed your training, although there is much I want to teach you we don’t have enough time and this should be enough to prevent you from getting killed too quickly” he said “ Thank you Sylvester for everything, I might actually miss you when I’m gone”, Jason said with a smile as he stood up.
The woman stood facing Jason. Her face was a mask of darkness as black energy curled around her arms and body with ominous red eyes. Jason felt chills looking at her. “Who are you”, she questioned as Jason stood there unable to speak due to the sheer overwhelming aura of power she emanated. “You better speak quickly young man. Who are you, and why are you here?” The woman motioned towards the pile of body parts as she spoke again “You don’t seem like you are with these two, otherwise you would already be dead” Jason with a bit of difficulty spoke “Rex sent me. He said to find Morgana at the cemetery for the test: “You must be him then, the chosen one although I don’t see much at the moment”, Morgana said examining Jason carefully not bothering to hide her disappointment “At least you’re not squeamish about killing and you have good spirit and ambition,” she says noticing his eyes “You’ll need it” Jason watched the woman carefully as her aura dissipated and the lingering energy
Jason had been watching the stables for over an hour. He was crouched out of sight in the second story of a partially collapsed building across the street from the stable. Onyx the crow, yes he had named the crow as it seemed to not want to leave him alone, had spent the last hour chasing critters nearby and was currently resting on his shoulder. He had picked out Miriam almost immediately as a portly middle-aged woman who carried a riding crop in one hand and a handkerchief in the other, marching around and giving others to the workers as they worked around the stable. Jason upon returning from Morgana’s place had visited Rex and Sly to seek information on his target. Sly being the rogue informant he was quickly delivered. “Miriam is the stable master’s wife. She works at the stables during the day.” Sly stated. “The stable master puts his wife to work in the stables?”, Jason questioned. “She doesn’t exactly work. She acts as her husband’s assistant and mages the stable hands. I
On a cold dark night a scream of terror is heard, a scream filled with so much fear and despair it makes your stomach curl. This scream is actually coming from a town on the outskirts of the kingdom of Dawn. Fire is seen raging in the town as the copper smell of blood fills the air, people running helter-skelter as corpses fill the streets, sounds of fighting are heard as Knights and Templars along with the town guards engage skeletal monsters and monstrosities from the abyss that are only thought to exist in nightmares.As people run as chaos reigns, friends and family once thought dead rise and attack the living without any remorse for their once precious ones, a knight stood leaning against a building panting heavily, his former shinning silver amour was now dented in many places and dyed in black and green blood, his sword chipped lay beside him as blood pools at his feet. There were numerous scars on his face with some of his hair singed, blood dripped down his nose and as he rai
“Beep, Beep, Beep” the alarm rang. Jason opened his eyes with a groan and got up from his bed, Mondays was the day he loathed in the whole week as this was the one day his dad was home.“Michael”, his father was a lawyer in one of the biggest firms in the city. Though he wasn’t rich he was well off enough. If Jason was to describe the relationship he had with his father, love wouldn’t be the word for it, and although he didn’t hate his father or anything like that he wouldn’t say he liked him very much. You see his father was one of those types who didn’t care about your opinion once he made up his mind about something, he was more of a control freak” do this”,” don’t do that”, “wear this”, he cared more for what others thought about him than even his son’s happiness. So although his dad didn’t beat him up or anything with a dad like that, he couldn’t say he was happy.Anyway, Jason hurried down the tree-lined sidewalk at a brisk jog on his way to school. He spent too much time in the
Time skip: Lunch TimeIt was lunchtime and Jason was headed to the cafeteria. He had finally calmed down from the events of the morning and just wanted this day to be over with.“Jason”, someone yelled from behind him.“George, haven’t seen you all day”“Yeah just got in”“Lucky you’re rich and not a welfare student like some of us otherwise you’d be in for a talk down”. Jason grumbled“Yikes, what’s with the mood”. George asked“Nothing just got a run-in with Mrs. Amelia and Alex being a jerk, you know what don’t wanna talk about it”. Jason said as he grabbed his food and started to walk towards their usual table only to freeze in his tracks as he saw Alex with a couple of his friends sitting together with Jessica at their table chatting.“Woah, since when was the ‘King’ of the school friends with Jessica?” George whispered to Jason“ Don’t know but I guess he must really like her since he’s been giving me threats since the morning, telling me to stay away from her”. Jason replied“
Jason sat in the principal’s office with a swollen cheek. Ms. Amelia sat there staring at him without flinching as if she was trying to bore a hole in the middle of his forehead, making Jason squirm a bit in his seat. This had been going on for about 15 minutes till Ms. Amelia finally opened his mouth and asked.“Why’d you do it?”“What?”“Why’d you attack Alexander like that?”“Wait a minute I didn’t attack anyone, he attacked me.”“Your classmates reported that you attacked Alex in the lunchroom because he was sitting and chatting with a girl that if I understand right you like and declared as yours”“But that’s not true, he was the one who attacked me because _____”“Silence, and please pray tell, why would a star student and athlete like Alexander randomly attack someone of your particular social standing in a crowded cafeteria?” Ms. Amelia interjected harshly. “Besides I do not need to hear anything from you since every one of the students on the table already testified about how
Ms. Amelia stared at Jason in shock as he turned about to leave, she immediately shouted out after him“You’re expelled Jason, expelled!!!But Jason didn’t turn back as he continued walking forward but if he’d turned back to look he would have seen a hint of guilt in Ms. Amelia’s eyes.He walked out of the office, head held high and with a calm look on his face, he grabbed his bag off the secretary’s desk and stared into her eyes which were filled with shock before leaving, she must have heard everything that transpired in the office. The secretary felt a shiver run through her when she stared into those eyes of his. As Jason walked down the hallway he saw Alex and the gang along with Jessica staring at him with a smug look on their faces, other students were whispering as he walked, he wondered how the news of his expulsion traveled so far. He walked toward the exit but stopped and turned toward Alex and stared in a cold whisper barely above a whisper“One day I’ll be back and I’ll m
Jason had been watching the stables for over an hour. He was crouched out of sight in the second story of a partially collapsed building across the street from the stable. Onyx the crow, yes he had named the crow as it seemed to not want to leave him alone, had spent the last hour chasing critters nearby and was currently resting on his shoulder. He had picked out Miriam almost immediately as a portly middle-aged woman who carried a riding crop in one hand and a handkerchief in the other, marching around and giving others to the workers as they worked around the stable. Jason upon returning from Morgana’s place had visited Rex and Sly to seek information on his target. Sly being the rogue informant he was quickly delivered. “Miriam is the stable master’s wife. She works at the stables during the day.” Sly stated. “The stable master puts his wife to work in the stables?”, Jason questioned. “She doesn’t exactly work. She acts as her husband’s assistant and mages the stable hands. I
The woman stood facing Jason. Her face was a mask of darkness as black energy curled around her arms and body with ominous red eyes. Jason felt chills looking at her. “Who are you”, she questioned as Jason stood there unable to speak due to the sheer overwhelming aura of power she emanated. “You better speak quickly young man. Who are you, and why are you here?” The woman motioned towards the pile of body parts as she spoke again “You don’t seem like you are with these two, otherwise you would already be dead” Jason with a bit of difficulty spoke “Rex sent me. He said to find Morgana at the cemetery for the test: “You must be him then, the chosen one although I don’t see much at the moment”, Morgana said examining Jason carefully not bothering to hide her disappointment “At least you’re not squeamish about killing and you have good spirit and ambition,” she says noticing his eyes “You’ll need it” Jason watched the woman carefully as her aura dissipated and the lingering energy
A few months later In the underground hideout of Sly’s tavern, two figures were engaged in a deadly dance. They rushed at each other ferociously as their daggers clashed against each other, Sly maneuvered around Jason with grace and flexibility as Jason moved nimbly dodging the attacks as they came. Sly went in for a kick to the head which Jason flipped away from while simultaneously releasing several throwing knives at him. He avoided and parried with little movements as he continued on with his assault, Jason tried his best to fend off his strikes, till his legs were kicked out from under him and a dagger was placed in front of him pointing at his throat. “Well done Jason, you have finally completed your training, although there is much I want to teach you we don’t have enough time and this should be enough to prevent you from getting killed too quickly” he said “ Thank you Sylvester for everything, I might actually miss you when I’m gone”, Jason said with a smile as he stood up.
Jason entered the tavern to see countless people inside with violent laughter erupting among the patrons from time to time as they went about their conversations. There was music playing and drinks being served in mugs as waitresses moved among the patrons delivering food and drinks. As Jason stood there in the doorway observing the place, a heavy hand landed on his shoulder. He felt like his legs were going to buckle from the weight alone when he heard a voice behind him“You’re small,”As Jason turned, he saw a giant of a man with a huge barrel on his shoulder staring down at him. He wore sleeveless leather armor with a huge battle hammer slung across his back and Jason could swear the man was at least seven feet tall.“Don’t mind Tom. His etiquette leaves much to be desired, but he means well.” A smallish man said from Jason’s side as the now identified Tom moved past Jason. Jason turned to get a better look at the smallish man who had spoken to see him wearing clothes of varying s
The world snapped into existence around Jason and he found himself standing in a town.It took him a moment to get his bearings, as his head stopped spinning. He noticed the medieval look of the city he found himself in. It kind of reminded him of fantasy MMORPG games. He could feel a gentle breeze on his skin and could make out the noise given off by the activities going on in the city. Looking up into the sky, he could tell by the position of the sun that it was around midday. He looked around him to realize he was standing in some kind of alleyway between two buildings. He took notice of his simple brown trousers and cloth shirt he wore and as far as he could tell he had no weapons on him.Jason exited the alleyway to a courtyard of some sort that had a single exit and a burly guard posted on each side. The two guards wore leather armor and their faces were obscured with metal helmets. Each guard held a spear and had a leather belt around their waist that held a dagger sheathed int
"And who are you, old man" Jason inquired in an even tone, sclera still black as night as he stared at the old man."I am known as the dark one, the God of all that is dark and shunned in this world by the so-called light, and my followers follow the path of darkness", the old man asked as he bowed slightly."I sense in you a yearning for power, a hunger to control and not bow to another. Those that walk my path certainly find it""Huh, so you are some evil God in need of followers, offering a devil's deal?"" My followers are often treated as villains, with no moral code or compass, but one must know that just because one follows the dark and lives for oneself and desires does not make one inherently evil, it's just a matter of perspective. One is not good just because he is a hero or said to be a priest of light, why then must my followers conform to the rules and so-called social norms that others set. Every human in this world desire something, no one is perfect not even the so-ca
Jason opens his eyes to a dimly lit cave, he immediately sits up and checks himself to find that he has no injuries and that he was fine causing him to let out a relieved sigh. He looks around himself to see that the cave he is in is a little damp and narrow and that there was only a single path that leads downwards. Jason with little to no options decides to move forward along the path slowly, he noticed how the cave seemed to widen and become larger as he continued forward and as his eyes began to adjust to the dim lightening in the cave, he began to notice more details on the walls of the cave. It was unclear whether anything lived in the cave and so Jason moved slowly and carefully afraid of making too much noise. He tried talking to the voice in his head but it was unresponsive and oddly silent. After what felt like hours of walking, Jason noticed a glow ahead and as he approached it he could make out the sound of water dripping, and the cave gradually opening up into an enormous
Jason packed all his belongings in a bag and slung it over his shoulders. He didn’t have much, just a few clothes, a laptop and that’s it. He took his savings and walked downstairs, he saw his father drinking again but didn’t mind him as he headed for the door. Just as he opened the door and was about to step out he heard his father say,“Walk out that door and you’re no longer my son”“I never was”, Jason replied and slammed the door as he stepped out.The air was chilly as he stepped into the evening air, the sun was setting over the horizon. He boarded the bus to a cheap hotel close by to sleep and think about what to do going forward. His savings could probably afford a week’s stay at the hotel but then what, just as he was still deliberating he remembered the voice and wondered where it was now and if it was still watching.‘Impressive, you really are gifted and bold, you finally stood up for yourself without wavering under the threats of your father’[ What do you mean gifted]‘
Ms. Amelia stared at Jason in shock as he turned about to leave, she immediately shouted out after him“You’re expelled Jason, expelled!!!But Jason didn’t turn back as he continued walking forward but if he’d turned back to look he would have seen a hint of guilt in Ms. Amelia’s eyes.He walked out of the office, head held high and with a calm look on his face, he grabbed his bag off the secretary’s desk and stared into her eyes which were filled with shock before leaving, she must have heard everything that transpired in the office. The secretary felt a shiver run through her when she stared into those eyes of his. As Jason walked down the hallway he saw Alex and the gang along with Jessica staring at him with a smug look on their faces, other students were whispering as he walked, he wondered how the news of his expulsion traveled so far. He walked toward the exit but stopped and turned toward Alex and stared in a cold whisper barely above a whisper“One day I’ll be back and I’ll m