Voltaris

He stepped forward and there was a lot of murmuring from the crowd.

Everyone pointed fingers at him and seemed to recognize him, and the fear was evident on their faces.

‘Genesis, what's going on?’ I thought.

[I believe that Marcus wasn't entirely truthful about some of the things he told you. It's evident that you shall soon find out his true identity.]

‘I always knew that there was something wrong about him, but I never thought he would be hiding something, what could it be?’ I thought to myself.

Finally, the announcer raised his hand high in the air, and the whole arena came to a hush.

“Marcus, The Player Killer, what do you wish for?” His voice rang and echoed across the arena.

‘So that's his big secret?’ I thought to myself and clicked my tongue in annoyance. ‘He kills other players, either for monetary value or to get what he wants, I figured that part out already, but what else is he hiding?’

He stood unfazed by the fearful murmurs of the crowd, and cold smirk played at the cor