Aurum Marxian, The Labyrinth's Keeper, was held captive by the Kobold King. The Kobold King, Delton Rouge, was a human that was transformed as he took the [Garnet of Castalia] without the [Crown of Kings] Delton Rouge was deemed to be a heathen who tried to steal one of the Olden Kings' Treasures and was forced to transform and leave his humanity.

Making him the Kobold King he is now... The [Black Haze] that enveloped the Kobold King's body by the last second was the Olden Kings hatred towards the thief. So even though he gained power, his life continuously decreased in his every move.

And so here we are led by the one who called himself Aurum. It was a bright room decorated with magic circles to as to defend himself from Rouge's advances... Now that Rouge was dead. He was able to move away from the room...

"This is the [Crown of Kings], I surely left it on the hidden room on the second floor guarded by the [Halberd Orcs], defeating it is a great feat..."

Voice of amazement came from Aurum as he examined the [Crown of Kings]

"Umm... We were sent here by a person in authority to present to you the [Crown of Kings]"

"We had a great deal of troubles just to get it to you, so it better be worth it! The spoils that is!"

"Hey! Aira don't be like that!"

"He's just an NPC, so it's okay."

Aurum tilted his as if to question what was being talked about by our group.

"P, please do not bother yourself with their talk, it is okay to ignore it..."

"Ah! Yes... Back to our main subject... The [Crown of Kings] is back to my possession once again. I, thank you brave individuals... I, present to you master Cyan's Weapons."

"T, this is!"

Several weapons danced in the air and stopped as Aurum flicked his finger and slowly encircled us as the weapons lowered itself.

Scythe, Hammer, Axe, Sword, Great sword, Knuckles, Gauntlets, Bow, Staff, Wand, Book, Dagger, and a Sickle.

Numerous weapons encircled the whole party, Aurum gestured and said "Please pick the weapon of your choice" and bowed lightly. Everyone had a grin in their faces... As have I since I was also excited in picking the weapon of my choice. Before we took a step forward to our weapons Aurum said.

"These weapons were created by Cyan, One of the Olden Kings, and had made this weapons loyal to a single entity. Now that that person is dead another master must be picked. A trial will be placed upon the receiver as you take hold of the weapon, may you survive this trial."

The ominous warning he told us made us step back before we even moved forward. What will happen if we fail it? We asked such questions but Aurum did not have an answer... Is this an anime with vampires that can only be defeated with cursed weapons? It seems me and Ford were thinking the same thinking and was anticipating what would happen if we Fail the trial. We will lose our sanity (In-Game) and we will be forced to be purged by another player.

"Okay, everyone step forth!"

Aurum suggests as such and we moved to our designated weapons.

Leona to the Staff, Shiva to the Staff as well this two girls didn't seem to want to move away from each other. Tara takes on the Bow and Aira on the Gauntlets. Ford moved towards the Great Sword and I moved to the Scythe and Grazel moved towards the Hammer.

"Now that you've all picked! Take the weapons and took hold of them and start the trial."

All at the same time we took our weapon of choice... Then once again like when I logged in earlier... The nauseous feel came a lot stronger only this time I couldn't hold it back any longer... I vomited violently...

"Ahh... Everyone... Where are you?"

I was alone... That was the start of the trial

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When did I faint? I don't even know...

Huh? I'm back at school... My body it's like always... This fat, unattractive body of mine once again in my vision...

Ding! Dong! Ding! Dong!

What was I doing earlier... I forgot... I seem to have forgotten about something...

"Yo! Ryo! What ya doing!"

"Huh? Ah! Oh! Art the heck what's with that getup! You look like some guy back from the 80's bro!"

"Hey! You forgot it's costume contest today at the auditorium! Don't tell me you forgot to bring your costume!"

"Huh? Costume? What costume!?"

"What the! You forgot! Damn it we're supposed to go in a pair bro!"

"I'm sorry! I just!"

This... I remember this... But it's foggy I still can't make it out...

"I'm feeling a little dizzy I'm going to the infirmary."

"Tch! Got it!"

"Sorry dude!"

Moving forward he walked like a jackass while flinging his fingers in every girl he sees. That guy he doesn't change.

Thud!

"Ah!"

I staggered forward and looked back...

"Hey, Pig! Where's the money you owe me?"

"M, money? I don't owe you money!"

"Huh?"

I seriously don't know what he's talking about. I didn't owe anyone money...

"Can we talk for a bit!"

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Another guy comes up my back and hangs his arms around my neck. I just noticed but the people around us were already evading my gaze.

"No! I don't want to..."

I wriggled to escape but this guy's holding me in neck hard that I can't let go... Then a punch came and aimed for my solar plexus...

"Gaah!"

"You should just shut up and do what we say! You fat shit!"

"Guugah!"

They dragged me to the restroom and started beating the shit out of me... Series of kicks and punches landed in every part of my body... I hate it! I hate it! If only I had power!

"Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate!" A voice in my head starts to shout... Repeatedly it shouted "Hate" as every punch and kick once again landed on my body.

"You should've just given us the money! Shitty fatty!" After taking the money in my wallet he threw the empty wallet back at me and spitted. I cried... I could only think of hating them... I couldn't do a thing... Why did I even lived a shitty a life in the first place... It's much easier if were to die...

"Yes! Yes! Easy! Easy! Die! Die!" I walked out the bathroom with my tattered clothing. Girls looked at me with disgusted eyes and ran as far away as soon as they saw me... That's right I remember now... This is the school's foundation day... But why am I here? Why am I relieving this painful memory...

I staggered forward as I lost my balance due to my fractured leg. I was on my way to the infirmary... Hoping to get some medical assistance. Everyone whom I asked for in the corridor didn't even want to get close to me... Either I was disgusting or they didn't want to get caught in my problems.

"G, get away from me!"

I got hit by a girls handbag... That's right... Why do I even bother to ask for help... Ah, it hurts my leg hurts so bad...

"Hey the pigs trying to go to the infirmary! Laugh with me everyone!"

"Hey! Didn't you hear the boss? He said laugh! So you guys should laugh!"

"Ha..."

"Haha...."

"Hahahahaha...."

""""""HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!""""""

With the boss' henchman's remark the people who gathered started laughing little by little until they made a chorus on their laughter and started adding some cruel words as they laughed. Then the boss started kicking as well... With the henchman's gesture the gathered people started to throw and things and close in to kick my pitiful body. The boss was a son of a big shot, me only enrolling as a scholar couldn't stand up to him...

"S, stop!"

"Pigs don't talk do they?"

Another helluva kick followed coming from the boss' left leg.

"If you want us to stop! Squeal like a pig!"

His eyes were like a madman... Smiling with a crazy look on his face he prompted me to squeal...

"Squeal! Squeal!"

Cheers coming from the crowd as they shouted "squeal!" in synchronicity. I could only cry... No one would help me... My sister, Mira and the others... Everyone was there... They looked down upon me... This world is a scary place to live in for someone like me...

"Are you giving up?"

Amidst the cruel cheers of the crowd I heard a single voice... I don't know who it was... It looked like a girl... Wearing a burned black cloak that hid her silver hair.

"Should I end you here? Randell? or do you still wish to proceed even if you know that this will only break your heart further..."

A question... It's as if time had stopped... The constant cheers stopped and everyone was standing with a blank expression as if they wore mask on their heads...

"What good will it be if I continue? My life is basically ruined... This is the reason why I didn't go to school anymore... This day was the worst day of my life!"

"I see..."

She materializes a giant scythe on her right hand... and looks at me with a saddened expression...

"Too bad... I guess you were meant to fail this test after all..."

Test? What test? What is this isn't it a dream? What's with that scythe...

"Die for me... Randell Hall!"

She kicked the ground and sliced her scythe downwards... I closed my eyes, am I dead?

I opened them again... and saw myself in a different angle... This time my hand was gripping the scythe. I am in that girls body... My body somehow was able to block the slice she made.

"It's time for the confirmation... What do you wish for... Randell?"

"I wish for power... to fight them... to shatter their pride... to erase their cursed mentality!"

However none of those words were uttered by me... I wasn't the one talking... In literal way of speaking it WAS me who was talking but it was another body, an aura different from mine. A person full of rage shouted those words not me...

"This is the real you! Randell! Your cowardly and weak self makes you unworthy of thine weapon... I have no intention of letting someone touch my body with a half-assed determination. Fare thee well, may the next time we meet may you be different."

Her words rang soundly in my ears then everything went black... The world everything... Became silent... Then I was back to the bright room in front of the floating scythe.