I pulled out my katana and gripped it hard with both my hands.
They stood in the distance, as tall as seven feet to my measurement, with red blazes where I thought their eyes were supposed to be. They were large, looming figures, made of sand and with sand continuously pouring off their human-like forms. They also had what I thought were horns all over, and looked very much like walking desert lizards from where I stood. One of them stopped and yowled again, before rushing towards me. I ran towards it as well, cutting sideways with my weapon to attack. Alas, nothing met my surprise when I heard my katana ring upon the skin of the Sand Demon with an impact that was so hard it jarred through my entire metallic body and was felt by the rest of me. I pulled the katana away and rolled through the sand, while the demons followed after me. One held its hand open, and shot a gust of sand that missed me. I tried to get up as fast as I could, but another gust of sand hit me, knocking the katana out of my hand and throwing it elsewhere. Before I could understand what was happening, all three were upon me, shooting these gusts of sand at me, with one powerful enough to throw me far off. It would have killed a normal human for sure, by cutting him into pieces, but Hades planned to keep me alive, so that the ones that hit my human parts hurt well enough to make me want to black out and without life leaving me. Luck found me near the katana, and I picked it up as fast as I could before jumping at one of them. Again, I tried to cut through, and again, there was the jarring impact of steel clanging against something just as tough, so that the Sand Demon I attacked sent me flying with a punch that threw me far elsewhere, separating me from the katana again. “Maia,” I cried out. “The Sand Demons are too tough.” “Yes. But they cannot kill you, remember?” “How do I kill them?” “Attack them with what you have.” Never had I gotten an answer so useless. My katana couldn't cut through them, so what chance did I have with a covering so hard that it broke through stone. Again, they gathered and stood around me, all three raising their hands. I started to feel air move around me, and before I knew anything, I was in the midst of a whirlwind, the sand moving about me. I could still see with the aid of my night vision, the hateful forms of the Sand Demons, and how all three stood at perfectly divided angles of a circle to me. The nine red glows that were their eyes were visible through the rough circles of spinning sand, and it was when the sand started to cover me that I realised what they intended to do. They planned to bury me alive! And because I couldn't die, I would only continue to remain under the sand, living, and a torment. I would never even make it past Level 1, but would remain eternally stuck under the desert sands without ever getting to the Sword of Pella. Under me, the wind dug the sands, and the deeper my body went. It would take the memory of an old fable to save me then, one in which a donkey had fallen into a well and the owner intended to kill the donkey by filling the well with sand. With each shove of sand, the donkey shook it off, so that the sand poured into the well and reached a level high enough to save it. With a jerk, I realised what Maia meant. Shaking the sand off me stopped me from getting buried, and slowly, I set my body in a position that allowed me to make a desperate run to save myself. When I found my chance, my feet helped me propel myself so that I ran forward as fast as I could, past the space between two of the three Sand Demons. The wind had very nearly carried me, and even threw me off balance, but I soon found my feet and continued to run. Only Maia's guidance could help me now. I hoped she would. “Maia… help me find my bag.” I yelled. Nothing brought me more relief than the sight of the System Dashboard appearing before me. I tapped the *Map and Minimap* section, and there, marked by a small X, not far from me was my bag. The Sand Demons were coming after me, almost as fast as I ran, but I was well ahead. I finally reached the small X on the map, and crashed down into the sand, holding the bag close to myself. I would have cried for joy if I had the chance to, but the Sand Demons were closing in. My hands took out the water bottle from the bag, pulled the cover out, and threw a generous amount of water on the nearest Sand Demon to come close. As I hoped, the creature yowled and fell on the sand near me, a part of it cut off. The other two tried to attack, and it took me quick thinking and even more daring. I poured the water in my hand, and stuck it into the chest of the Sand Demon that bore down upon me. My heart gladdened when the glow in its eyes dimmed, and the yowl became a low groan. My wet, metallic fingers dug even deeper, so that I felt the stone heart of the Sand Demon, and curling my hand around it, I pulled it out from the creature as it let out the loudest yowl it had made since I first came into contact with them. The rest of the Sand Demon's body turned back into sand and joined the rest of the desert, while the other two demons turned their eyes upon me. At once, I started to wonder if I had made my whole predicament worse, that by killing one of them and taking his heart, I only made everything worse than before.The water I poured the first time had destroyed one of the Sand Demons' arms so that when it stood, it had only one arm. I sat on my bottom the entire time, now sure that they would kill me, as I'd run out of the water to use in fighting them, but nothing matched the confusion I felt when I saw them bow before me even as I sat in the sand.The one with an arm raised its head and spoke in a language that was strange to me. I found it imperative to call Maia.“Congratulations,” her voice intoned. “You have made your first kill.”I turned the stone heart of the Sand Demon in my hand, finding it almost unbelievable that I had killed such terrifying things with water. Only water.“I need you to tell me what the Sand Demon said. He said it in a language I don't understand.”“He speaks an ancient language, indeed. He said:I have terrified travellers across this distance for millions of years, but none has taken the heart of a Sand Demon since Alexandros the Great fought us on these plains.
The sun was rising when I returned with the katana to where I'd been, and there I found the Sand Demons were waiting for me with a camel. I thought it was odd, seeing creatures made of sand standing with one that had blood running through it. I was quick to ask Maia where they found one as my curiosity was riled up. “The Sand Demons are lords of the desert. There is scarcely anything here that they do not know of, as they have roamed here for thousands of years, killing any desert traveller who they come across and who has not killed them.” Once again, I thought of killing the two Sand Demons to raise my points so that I would reach the bronze coins I need. Certainly, I had the stone heart, and they would let me kill them, since I had no reason to feel pity for them myself. They seem to be evil beings to travellers, after all. “Can they allow me to kill them if I have the stone heart?” I asked, slowly convincing myself to do the deed. “You said they'll let me do anything, right?”
She snuggled into my arms as the smell of her shampoo filled my nostrils.Underneath the sheets, we were only clad in underwear, and I moved close to her, only stopping because she didn't let me come any closer. “I'm on my period, love.” She whispered, and I was content to simply hold her to myself.We had only been married for two weeks, and slipping the ring upon her finger was easily the best decision of my life, at least until I remembered the fact that we still hadn't made love in all that time, only restricting ourselves to quick lip kisses and night long cuddles.I suspected she was shy, and I was trying to be patient with her too. We had a lifetime to be with one another after all, and two weeks seemed fair for me to keep waiting.From the living room, the sound of breaking glass reached my ears and made me jump out of the bed in alarm, looking for a weapon against the intruder as my wife stared wide eyed at me.“I'll protect you, sweetheart. I swear to God.” I said when I lea
“I will not sign them.” I stood my ground, even though the courage was newfound to me. It was coming from a place I did not think I owned.A hiss escaped Mancini's lips as he waved his hand.There began the second round of my assault, even more painful than the first. Blows to my head made me dizzy. Those to my side and stomach made me feel a crack in my rib that made me howl with pain, and one that struck my crotch made me want to pass out.“Get him up.” Mancini ordered.They were rough with doing this, and it was one mighty pulse of pain that hurt so much that I couldn't stand straight. Keeping my eyes open was becoming a Herculean task, as they were so swollen that it hurt to move my eyelids.“Why won't you sign them?” Debbie asked.It was unbelievable for me to hear her voice in this place. She was still here, watching them beat me up. It brought me a bit of shame.“I won't let them take you away from me.” I managed to say, despite the blood that filled my mouth and even went down
I did not know where I was. All I was aware of was my consciousness, as an existing energy. “You are here, again.” I heard a voice speak to me.“Who are you?” I asked back.“That is the question you should have asked yourself. If you knew who you truly are, you would never be poor, or weak, or allow ordinary men to shoot you like that.”It all came then. Debbie's betrayal, my father in-law, Mancini, and the man who shot at me and sent me into the darkness.“I am dead, right?”“You would also not be here if you were alive. I must welcome you to the abode of the dead. You have come to the Underworld, and I will have your soul.”“No,” I refused, realising that I was in the place where people came at the end of their lives. It couldn't end now. There were still a few scores for me to settle on earth. Debbie and her father had used me, which was why we never had sex even after marriage, and Mancini killed me. I wanted revenge.“Why?”“I want revenge. I want to have my vengeance upon the p
I had no body.All that was there was my essential organs neatly packed into some kind of clear, plastic casing moulded to be the perfect fit of a human's inside form. My heart sat in place within this casing, squeezing itself to pump blood, and I watched the movement of my lungs as they heaved up and down. Taking all of this in, I laid back and started to cry. “You don't have to be too hard on yourself. I have a solution for you.” The doctor said, standing so I could see him, and pointing his hand at the robotic-looking human frame with shiny metal.“Waterproof, strong, and connected to your brain and spinal cord, this frame will help you get a body. You will be able to use it to walk, eat, and carry out every basic human function that you would need to with your human body. It will also help you cover the burns on your face.”“And what am I to give in exchange for this?”“Yourself.” He replied, fixing his gaze on me.I'd been through one tricky interview already, and I wanted to b
I tried to think of how best to kill myself.The first way that came to mind was picking up a shard of the mirror and using it to cut my wrist, until the edge rubbed uselessly against the matte black metal without so much as a scratch. Looking for another way, I tried to pull the body apart, but it was as solid as a human body, if not even more. There was only the dull clunk of the metal as I hit it against the floor, before it cracked the place where I hit.All my efforts proved abortive and I could only sit down and cry, considering myself dead. Exhaustion made me lie down, until the door of the room was open, and Doctor King walked in.“I'm not sure if you like your new body, after all.” He said after watching me, and I looked at his face, checking to see if it had turned back to the one I met when I died, to Hades’ face. It was also the same one that I had seen when he waved his hand over his face before the operation, and I now wondered if I'd only been hallucinating.“No. I don
I spun about, looking for the voice that spoke. It sounded like a woman's.“I am Maia, your System Guide and a part of your System and set to guide you to the Seal. Before you will appear a screen, your System Dashboard, to set you on the path you should go. Now, I will show you the details.”A holographic screen showed in mid air, and when I tried to touch it, it responded. On it were some statistics I could barely understand, but which I reckoned were connected to me, as my name and a small image of myself wearing the half mask were at the very top of the screen.Name: [Alexander]Level: 1Bronze Coins: 0/500. 0 used.Experience Points (XP): 0/10,000 Health Points (HP): 0/10,000Magic Points (MP): 0/10,000Strength: 5/10Intelligence: 4/10Agility: 1/10*Skill Section*Active Skills: NONEPassive Skills: NONESkill Cooldowns: NONE*Quest and Mission Log*Current Quests: NONECompleted Quests: NONE*Statistics and Analytics*Kill Count: 0/10Distance Travelled: 0/50 kmResources Gat