"Maybe I could get her back?"
Spade wondered for a while, but after seeing a picture of a girl in his mind , he brushed off the thought and considered,
"No! I won't let them play with our feelings. I will kill these bastards the moment they show their faces and exit from this game."
The voice from the screen said ,
"So now everything is clear . The doors will appear in front of you. Choose your path wisely . Once you enter the door, you will be provided with the additional information you will need."
A voice shouted from one of the stands, "Um- sorry ! I don't want to interrupt you, but you haven't assigned us any of those gods yet!"
A laugh came from the west stands. A big , muscled, middle-aged guy wearing a white suit with guns strapped to his waist laughed loudly .
He was sitting alone in the center of the west stands. His white hair shone in the stands, making him visible from everywhere. He stopped laughing and said in a serious tone, "Looks like we have no choice but to play your game, I guess."
The screen replied , "Vermin! How dare you interrupt me ? "
A gunshot sound vibrated through the stadium, and the screen was seen to be damaged by a single gunshot .
Watson , the old guy , furious now said , "I don't care what you say, but have the guts to say it while showing yourself."
Everyone started whispering in the stadium as the screen flickered on and off-
"He is a goner. "
"I know him . His name is Watson . He is a British hitman."
"Oh yeah, the famous hitman who killed the queen's husband!"
"Well, now he is dead, though. "
"The competition is dead!"
Sounds came from the stadium.
The screen started again , and the voice came from it, "Watson! You are an exceptional candidate for becoming a vessel of top gods."
"This might be your last warning! Next time, the gods' favor won't save you."
Spade thought while sitting calmly in his seat, "Looks like the gods have had their eyes on weird individuals from early on. Maybe it will help clear the game faster."
The screen laughed loudly and concluded , "The gods will contact you humans in the game. May all of you provide the gods with utmost pleasure in this game!"
"Let us finish the orientation now."
With a disgusted tone , Spade murmured to himself as the screen shut off ,
"Who the hell are they acting as gods? Or are they actually the supreme entities? "
As the screen shut off , a white, dusty smoke covered the ground of the stadium. Seven doors erupted from the ground.
The doors were in various colors, resembling the colors of the rainbow. Although there was no orange door, instead , a black door emerged, breaking the pattern.
They were covered in a cloudy and smoky frame . The doors were wooden, with knobs made of metal. The doors looked out of the ordinary, covered in a smoky frame and in various colors .
A short teen girl jumped from the stands onto the ground and said loudly, trying to say something ,
"These doors are all just paths ; the colors don't mean a thing . I am going first-I am going to win-YEAHHHH ! "
She entered the door cheerfully, eager to start the game early.
As she entered , it looked like her whole body was engulfed by yellow smoke. Her entry left an electric spark on the door, making people wonder what lay ahead .
The girl in the north stand stood anxiously , pondering why the girl went through the yellow door. She whispered to herself ,
"She laughed a lot only to enter the second-worst door!"
Jackie was very perceptive ; although she was not physically strong, her intellect and perceptiveness were something to watch out for. Her eyes were fixed on Spade, who was sitting in the south stand.
Spade sensed the few eyes on him, some pitying him and some trying to gauge his strength. Jackie , gazing at Spade, said to the guy beside her ,
"He is dangerous ... but ... I sense no malice from him!"
Kaido, the person sitting next to Jackie, replied ,
"I can kill him!"
Jackie giggled and replied ,
"Well, that would be a match to see."
Spade felt Kaido's killing intent from the stands but ignored him , thinking Kaido was just a dog barking at a lion.
Spade got up and contemplated choosing a door to move forward. While thinking , he heard people attempting to group up in the earlier stages of the game. Spade pondered the idea of teaming up but eventually dropped it .
He sensed that around 150 people had gone ahead and chosen the doors, with a few left behind, still patiently waiting.
He moved his head to look around , trying to feel Watson's position.
Spade thought to himself ,
"I cannot sense that bastard? How ? "
As Spade was thinking about Watson and where he could be, he felt a killing intent coming from behind.
He quickly grabbed his katana, pulled out his blade , and sliced the air behind him.
It was Watson .
He jumped into the air, pulled out his gun , and shot at Spade from above.
Spade tucked his blade above his head , slicing the bullet in half. He got up, swiftly put his blade back in its sheath, and spoke in anger,
"Do you want to die, god's favorite? "
"I am surprised you knew it was me " Watson replied.
Spade said in a soft, eerie tone , "You still give off the killing intent at the
last moment."
Watson was now laughing, as he loudly said- " Well you still are the bastard you were back then, Spade!"