Chapter 68
this is a fictional story by realTensai
“What the hell is going on?”
Alvis’ mind spun and his heart raced uncontrollably upon hearing these words. His body reacted on its own, every fiber of his filled with rage.
The Devil Cult is here!
He clenched his fist, blood dripping down his palm. The person who introduced himself called himself the Priest of Knowledge. However, it was his name that had Alvis grit his teeth in disbelief.
“Elric Zweistein? Is he related to Mr. Zweistein?”
Chao’s words had been the same as Alvis’ thoughts, yet this was the least they could worry about now.
“W-What? The Devil Cult is here?”
Lia’s worried cry forced Alvis to turn his attention to her. Her body trembled, and she just kept shaking her head. Maya immediately ran to her, embracing her to calm her down.
“No, no, no why? Why?”
However, she wasn’t the only one that freaked out. Dagon, who was a demon from the demon continent, grabbed his head with his four hands and tried his best to hide from reality. Upon seeing these two reactions, even the other students who didn’t know about the Devil Cult began shaking.
Yet all Alvis could do was stare at his newly updated system. His new level started and its content didn’t look good.
“What did he mean with survival game?”
It was Lyon who dared to ask that question. However, Alvis clicked his tongue, unsure if he even wanted to hear the answer.
“Let me continue with my explanation.”
The voice resumed, as if to answer Lyon’s question.
“Right now you all are trapped in this school and you won’t get out. The only way to gain your freedom again is by following the rules of this game.”
“What? No way.”
“What kinda bullshit is that?!”
“This can’t be!”
Everyone voiced their disbelief, and they weren’t even the only ones. They could hear students from outside protest as they all ran to the school grounds.
“Let’s leave this room and find out what is going on.”
Following Alvis’ order, they stood up and left the student council room. The moment they stepped out of the door, they were greeted by a flood of worried students who all had the same idea. They didn’t even have to move as the sheer amount of students pushed them to the school grounds.
Yet suddenly, they all stopped.
“… No way.”
What awaited their gazes was a black barrier that stretched around the entire school. It even blocked most of the sun’s rays, making for an ominous mood. However, what sparked up the dark atmosphere was the countless spells that were being fired at this barrier. Not only students, but also some high-ranking teachers tried to tear down this barrier. Yet no matter how much they tried, their spells didn’t even leave scratches.
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“You’re just wasting your mana,” the Priest said with a tired voice. “It would be wiser for you to listen so you can find out how to escape.”
Albeit reluctantly, most of them stopped attacking the barrier.
“Good, so let me continue.”
With these words, another source of illumination appeared. They all stared up to see a huge hologram floating in the air. However, at the same time, another hologram appeared right in front of Alvis. At first, he thought it was his system, yet its content was identical to the big hologram in the air.
“W-What is this?”
All the others took a few steps back, overwhelmed by the information of the hologram. But maybe it was because it was similar to Alvis’ system that he immediately knew what he had to do. Without wasting time, he read the message. However, his face darkened and his heart knocked against his ribcage as he read the rules of the game.
“This can’t be…”
His eyes stopped at the line with the condition to win. He shook his head, rereading the passage again and again, yet it stayed the same. Alvis stared at his very own system and the mission he had to complete to clear this level. Only now did he understand what winning meant.
“Yes, you read correctly,” the Priest said, his voice containing a devilish amusement. “If you want to leave this place, you will have to be the last one standing. This is a survival game and the winner will be the one who makes it to the end.”
An icy silence overcame the entire school as everyone just took in what they had heard. Slowly but surely, the dots in their heads connected.
“… Does that mean everyone will die but one person?”
…
“Blooughh!”
A human girl next to Alvis vomited and with that, the chaos spread.
“Nooo!”
“This can’t be.”
“This got to be a joke.”
“Help, help…”
“What’s going to happen?”
“Mom, dad…”
“Please, no!”
Alvis held his ears as the students let out countless desperate cries.
“Don’t worry, you don’t have to kill anyone if you don’t want to. As if I would force you to do something so cruel,” the Priest said, yet his ironic tone suggested an ugly twist. “But if you want to get out of here alive, all the others must be dead. It’s that simple. How you achieve that is up to you.”
His words sunk into Alvis’ mind and no matter how hard he shook his head, the core idea of this game had already taken over his brain.
Only one survivor!
“I guess I will leave you with that for now,” the Priest said, concluding his explanation. “Happy survival games!”
The transmission cut off, and he left everyone with these words.
“Shit!”
Alvis grabbed his hair, trying his best to calm down. A barrage of questions flooded his mind, and he didn’t even know where to start.
How the hell did the Devil Cult get here?
He had just fought a priest in Awaniko, yet the next one already appeared. With all the security measures within the Union, it should have been impossible to infiltrate this school. They shouldn’t even be able to enter Utopia.
Is it because of the chaotic state our state is in?
The Devil Cult had used this golden opportunity to strike the core of the city. They didn’t come for Alvis, but for the entire school. Their target was the youth, the future of this state.
Alvis raised his head, though the only thing he saw was pure despair. People were crying, whilst others just kept shaking their heads in denial. Some eyes were already hollow, but some others were filled with rage. Upon seeing this symphony of extreme emotions, memories of Voyzez’s attack on the festival appeared in Alvis’ mind. Yet this time, it was even worse. Once again, he stared at his system.
Level 4: War Of Races
Mission: Win
Respawns: 3
STATS
Name: Alvis Silva
Level: 16
Class: Mage
HP: 300
MP: 450
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Strength: 20
Agility: 24
Health: 25
Sense: 19
Intelligence: 35
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Available Ability Points: 0
Skills
Skill slot: 5/7
[Passive]
Evasion Lvl. 5
Mind Shield Lvl. 1
[Active]
Advanced Mana Manipulation Lvl. 8
Assassin’s Eye Lvl. 6
Mastermind Lvl. 12
Inventory
No Items
Daily Quests
- Push-ups [100/100]
- Sit-ups [100/100]
- Squats [100/100]
- Run [10km/10km]
There was one thing that stood out to Alvis, and it had his inwards twisting.
I only have three respawns.
Last time, his limited respawns had caught him off guard. However, this time the Devil made it clear from the start. But if it would be a blessing or a curse was still to see. Yet one thing was clear.
I have to make it in these tries.
Yet Alvis bit his tongue as he once again read what his condition to win was. If he wanted to clear this level he had to be the sole survivor.
“I can’t accept that!”
Either he would fail or everyone else would die. But that also included Lia, Dane, and Sekki. Alvis just shook his head.
There has to be another way.
Alvis didn’t even want to entertain the thought of winning by the death of everyone else. Even if that meant disobeying his system.