A voice echoed through the stadium as Spade got up, dusting off his pants with an annoyed look.
He was mad -very mad-but he stood up calmly and tried to hear what was going on in the place he was in .
He calmly touched the area beside him and found a chair, went a little ahead , and found rows of chairs . He deduced it to be a stadium. A wave of screams erupted, shouting at the screen .
"Who the hell are pawns?-ehhh."
"Do you have a death wish?"
"Show yourself, coward... hiding behind a screen."
There was a tense situation filling the stadium , and everyone was looking at the screen anxiously.
Inside the stadium , some individuals stayed calm and judged what was going on. Spade, calmly sitting on the chair, tried to see the screen in the middle of the arena... but couldn't, as he unfortunately was blind!
He sighed and deduced that there were around 100 individuals there.
He was thinking:
"Only 15 individuals seem to be some threat here . I need to be cautious about what will happen from now on. "
He made an annoyed look and added , "Why am I in this situation? I should be dead by now. Should I try to find an exit?"
Suddenly , a voice came from the screen, which had a grey background and a text written on it-"Orientation."
As the voice tried to say something , a group of individuals started shouting.
"Answer us, fucker!"
"Who the hell are you and where are we?"
Suddenly , there was a silence for a second from the screen. Then, a voice in a deep tone echoing inside everyone's brains came:
"Kneel, peasants !"
Everyone in the arena felt immense pressure , as if being crushed under a boulder and unable to get up. Spade, on his knees, grunted as he held his katana tightly, looking for a moment to attack. The voice again said:
"Who gave you permission to talk in front of gods?"
Everyone forced to kneel was shocked to hear the word-"GODS?" Everyone said in a surprised tone.
The voice , now a little softer, came from the screen as some other person-a girl -spoke:
"Hey, do you want to kill them at the orientation?"
The male voice grunted and unwillingly said , "Get up, monkeys."
Everyone , drenched in sweat, got up. Spade was trying to understand what he meant by gods .
Suddenly, the girl's voice came back, but now formally saying :
"Sorry for the mess, but welcome, peasants !"
Spade thought to himself , "Still peasants ? I guess."
The voice continued: "Welcome to the Game of Gods. "
She excitedly added, "We, the gods, have given you monkeys a lifetime opportunity to be the pawns of the gods. We, the almighty and forgiving, have given you this amazing chance to play in this game and make your gods happy."
"Game-again? What the hell is that ? " everyone thought.
The screen said , "Don't worry, let me explain what this amazing game is ."
A shouting voice came from the south stand : "Shut up, bitch ! Just let me go ; I have important work."
Spade was in the south stand , and the guy shouting was close to him. He appeared to say something more, but suddenly the voice stopped. Blood splattered all over Spade . Everyone saw how the person exploded from the inside in a blink.
Spade angrily murmured, "Damn! Got stained again."
Wiping off the remains of the dead person from him, the voice continued , but now in anger : "Monkeys! If you interrupt me again, I will fucking kill all of you."
A person appearing to be Asian, wearing a T- shirt and shorts and looking to be around his teens , laughed loudly: "WTF! We are your pawns. I don't bend that way, but I don't want to die either-hahaha."
The girl from the screen replied : "Good, monkey! You have little intellect, I see. Now shut up and listen, all of you ."
She added, "Gods in every world are bored with your world and want to leave you all. The bad part is-well, leaving your world will honestly destroy it in no time. So they wanted to give you a chance by playing a game. This game will help you save your planet from upcoming doom and, well, help you!"
Spade thought , "Help?"
Everyone , silently listening to the voice, was now anxious and waiting to understand what was going on.
"Well, let me clarify the basic premise of the game-every individual will have the great opportunity to work under a god. The gods will help their reincarnation by providing them with gifts.
Gifts will be some amount of powers transferred to the individual as they progress through the game."
A girl from the east stand asked , "What powers?"
"Well, the powers will be the affinity of the god towards their pawns as you progress through the game. Well, it's obvious there is a limit to what a god can give you based on the stage you will be at. Some powers of gods you monkeys can use in this game, but it depends on how you make your god feel elated and intrigued by yourself."
A voice of a man interrupted the girl on the screen, as if coming from the place she was at.
"Well, idiot ! Tell them what the game is."
The girl replied with an embarrassed tone, "Oh, sorry , the game-yes, the game includes every reincarnation to be on a hunt for seven ancient keys. You will choose a door after this orientation out of seven doors, each one connected to various worlds."
She added more , "The various worlds you will be transferred to after choosing the door will give you a hint at where the keys are. You people will traverse through various worlds, live in it. Participate in the regional activities so that you find the keys. Each world out of various worlds may provide you with a hint as to what world consists of the keys. The world may contain a key or it might contain a hint for your next destination. You need to find the hints and hidden doors leading to other worlds. Each world will have many hints leading to a door. The hints you find will pave the way for your adventure ahead. Each world will have seven doors and seven hints. It's your luck what you choose and where you go.
Spade , now able to digest what was going on , thought, "Why are we even doing this anyway ?" As his thoughts dwindled, the screen said , "After the completion of the task of getting all seven keys, the winner will be awarded with their worlds being saved and also-" A dramatic pause made everyone listen intently-" a chance to be granted any wish one individual can think of."
A noise filled the stadium. "Any wish?"
" Can we become the wealthiest person in the world? Heck, the universe's strongest being?"
The screen replied, "Any wish you lowly monkeys can think of."
Spade, now at his limits listening to this weird screen, furiously stood up. As he started to walk off the stage , a voice came from his own stand .
A girl in her twenties with long black hair and white skin, wearing a black western dress, shouted with a stammering voice ,
"Can we... Can we bring back someone from death?"
Spade stood still as he wanted to know the answer. The screen didn't reply for some time, and then suddenly a cheerful sound came-
"Of course, you can bring back anyone! Even those dead for centuries . "
Spade was pale ; he couldn't comprehend what she said .
He hesitatingly whispered to himself ,
"That means... Maybe I can bring her back ?"