*Huff huff huff*

The sound of branches cracking could be heard as the shadow of a man comes barreling out of the a forest line, rolling into an empty field next to a play ground. He shoots back up onto his feet as fast as he can, looks back at the tree line, catching what little of his breath he could before bursting back into full sprint.

"How in the fucking hell!?!? He was fucking dead, what the fuck was even happening!?! Thankfully I got out of there before anything could happen." The man sighed in relief.

A muscular man standing about 6'3, with short black hair and a 5 o'clock shadow, two silver studded earrings in his left ear. Wearing gray camo military cargo pants with a black leather belt, tucked into black leather combat boots. On his torso he is wearing a black tank and a silver chain with dog-tags. Had walked out of the forest line behind the man before him.

His arms and eyes, are the most defining feature of his physique, from his breast to his hands there were dark forest green vines covering his body, as if they were his muscle and flesh. Covering the body was dark ash gray wood plates as if it was armor. The whites of his eyes completely black, his irises an illuminated dark forest green.

Standing there with the reflection of the man running in front of him in his eyes. He crouches down and positions himself as if he is getting ready to run a triathlon. Before he vanishes from sight, he replays a quick scene in his mind.

*Flash back*

Miles, had been late for a college wide exam that day in the gymnasium. As soon as he entered the school all of the doors and windows slammed shut, with a red aura sealing them.

After turning around and looking further into the hallways, he could see bodies of all the staff and college students scattered and mangled across the halls.

"Yo what the fuck is happening!?" Miles had started sprinting towards his locker that was the opposite way of the gymnasium, where the assembly was supposedly being held. Obviously something else was going on.

*Ding!* His Phone had popped up with a message. On the screen it showed a little Demonic Smiley with a pitchfork, chilling in a lawn chair, with shades.

Miles came to a dead stop to look at his phone. Chat bubbles hard started to appear around the smiley with sentences.

[P.O.S. Event has started! Mode: Wolf Hunt!]

[Wolf Hunt: Murder and Mutilate the innocent bystanders for sin points, any other acts of sin will also award you points! You may kill other Sinners to gain more points! Happy Hunting Sinners! Paradise awaits you!]

He couldn't understand what he was reading, suddenly....

A tremendous force had immediately hit him in the gut knocking him back 10 feat and cracking the concrete floor of the school. After the impact he had cracked a couple of ribs and bruised his spine.

*cough cough* "What in the actual fu-" He tries to move around while still dazed, feeling his hand touch hair... Then it had hit him, the worst possible conclusion, with his pupils trembling and body sweating he looks at what his hand was touching...

It was none other than the cute girl who sat next to him in class, she would always ask him to eat lunch together. Always offering to help him with the course. He had been planning on asking her out, but it looks like that dream had quickly faded. If there was a term "Innocent" in his eyes she would be the moral definition.

As he continues to look at the severed head of cute classmate a blade suddenly gleamed as it punctured through his wrist and into the ground, leaving his hand attached by strips of flesh and skin. Atop the dagger that had been freshly skewered into pinning his wrist was a boot.

"Aaaaaaggahhhhh, Fuck!!" He curled up around his pinned arm in an extreme amount of pain, looking at it he could clearly see all of the nerves had been severed. It was only dead weight from this point on, so he had to ditch his hand and deal with this psycho.

His assailant was wearing military combat gear and a gas mask, he had bundles of knives from head to toe. The majority were throwing knives, and he had some tear gas canisters as well.

Thinking to himself Miles slowly began to pinpoint his weak points in slow motion. First, I can go for his knees, but my hand is still partially attached, this is going to inhibit my movement. I need to deal with my hand first.

Observe the area, check if there is anything that can be used as a weapon. He looks over at the head, even though he felt queasiness, he knew he needed to survive.

In the time span of a second he was able to formulate a plan of action to follow, soon executing it...

Contorting and curling his body further he slammed his foot on the nearby locker to push himself away from the assailant, completely tearing his hand off He spun around and grabbed the severed head by the hair and much like a flail he had twisted his body and swung the severed head into the killer's knocking him out.

He walks over and grabbed the knife stuck in the ground that had severed his hand, and slams it into the grown males throat, slicing it open completely.

After tearing some cloth and tying off his nub of a right arm stands up to the sound of screams coming from further in the school. Without batting an eye, holds his nub to rib cage and walks off with knife in hand.

Miles lives in a small apartment by himself at the age of 23, having graduated Military school at 19. He decided to go to college while working at a lumber mill.

His mother was a gambling addict, and his father was an abusive drunk, so his personality had already become cold at an early age.

Because of his abusive father and neglectful mother, at a young age Miles had been sent to military school, and was basically raised by them. He was still very much a defiant child, as well as a complete asshole in his teens. By the time he was in college he had just a very cold and boring outlook on life.

But he loved his job, well more like the material. To him wood was a blank canvas that was waiting to take form, in his spare time he would also carve the extra wood from the yard into gorgeous pieces of art work. Most of the furniture in his apartment he made himself.

He had still kept to his daily workout regime, he felt that if he didn't he wouldn't be prepared for when the time arises, such as 'Emergencies.' Funny how that worked out so far.

As he walks to the gymnasium receives another message on his phone, pulling it out he looks at it, he reads the following message.

[Unexpected Result: Hunted has become the Hunter. Mystery Box and been sent via txt.]

[Quest Alert: Innocent has become a Sinner(Player), Welcome to the game! Survive until the end of the game, or kill of the other sinners, and receive a reward! Good Luck!]

[Message: Would the Sinner like to open the Mystery Box?..]

After reading all of the messages Miles had gotten furious. "What!?! Game?! The fuck kind of game a allows you to fucking kill people!" Almost throwing his phone in pure rage, he stopped, and smiled putting his phone back in his pocket.

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After continuing down the hall and turning a couple of corners he had made it to the Gymnasium, dismembered bodies had decorated the halls with flesh and blood. Having to walk by them all and see them. He deduced that there were several different weapons used...

Some of the bodies had their limbs severed while others had been riddled with holes. There were a few that had been minced to pure mush.

The scene that had been before Miles, horrific, from the floor to the ceiling, every where he walked. Not a single space was saved from the blood spatter...

He stood before the Gymnasium doors, taking one last chance to remember his life he had lived. His last regret not being able to carve wood again. With this he steeled his will and walked through the door.

Bright lights shining through the cracks of the door as it slowly opens. Raising his hand up to block the light blinding his eyes.

Suddenly, a wave of pressure passes through his left shoulder as he finished walking through the door. "What the fuck wa-" Before he could finish, the door slammed behind him. While the knife drops to the floor, shortly following after, his arm....

With the sudden shock of his entire left arm just dropping to the floor, he stumbles back into the other door of the gymnasium. He looked over at his left shoulder while he slid down the door, all he could see was a clean edge where his arm used to be spurting out tons of blood onto the floor.

He looks over to see a woman walking over, wearing an elegant blue dress with white heals. Stunning golden blonde hair. "Johnny, I think that he is still alive!" She said with a small smile, and a cute chuckle. "Oooh, ooh, can I finish him?" Her smile suddenly turned sadistic quickly, eyes wide and pupils dilated. "Please honey, please? You know how long it's been since I've been able to get off!" She laughs maniacally as she holds up a pistol pointing towards Miles.

The man known as 'Johnny,' was wearing a simple white wife-beater, with blue-jeans and boots covered in blood. His breath smelled of cigarette smoke, medium length blonde hair, and a dagger with an aura radiating from it. Walked over through the piles of dead students and staff, and began to search Mile's pockets. Miles eyes were slowly losing the light of life, and Johnny pulls out his phone.

"Now look Delores doll, he's a Sinner too! If we would have killed him, we wouldn't have been able to get this mystery box of his!" Johnny hollered out in excitement as he went to open Mile's Mystery Box.

[Message: Mystery Box opened. Received: Seed of the Beast]

"Well the fuck is this? A fucking seed? You have to be fucking bullshitting me." Johnny was pissed, hoping to get a Legendary Class Prize, he took the seed and shoved it into Miles' mouth forcing him to swallow the seed. "Since it's your rotten luck, you can fucking eat it! Ahahaha!!!!" He cackled loudly throughout the Gymnasium.

Unfortunately for Miles... His pain is yet to be concluded....

Slumped against the door with his head hanging, left arm, and right hand cleanly sliced off. Miles life was hanging by a thread, with the last of his strength, he started to tilt his head up and look, at this man in front of him. Who is laughing his ass off.

"He-h-hey." He struggled to speak from the blood loss and pain of just swallowing a golf ball sized seed.

"Ehh? Got something to say? Well what is it dead boy?" Johnny said proudly as he went in with a giant smirk on his face and a hand behind is ear.

"Y-y-you go-g-got a Smo-*Pukes up blood, and swallows back down the seed that almost came back out.* *cough cough* "Do you have a fucking smoke?" Miles said almost passing out from the seed coming back up.

Astonished by his question, Johnny chuckled and pulled out a pack of smokes. Pulling one out and placing it in Miles' mouth. "Light?" Miles, speaking sarcastically. In turn Johnny scowls at him, for his remark and lights the cigarette.

Miles takes a puff and in hales deeply, blowing the smoke out with a smile on his face. "What the fuck do you got to smile about you little shit? Are you a fucking Psycho?" Johnny began his cackling laugh again. He takes another puff on the cigarette, and blows out the smoke.

His last words before dying, "Because, I'll get to see you in hell." With a grim smile from ear to ear, his body swayed then fell over.

"Fucking little Psycho, let's get out of here doll. That little fucker put a damper on my mood." Johnny spoke disgustedly while kicking Miles' dead body. He began to walk away towards Delores, and heard a sound that made him stop for a quick second.

*Badump*

Turning around to look back at Miles, "Okay, okay, just my imagination. There is nothing wrong." After taking a deep breath and reassuring himself, he continued walking away.

*Badump*

Stopping again this time eyes as wide as can be, blanked out and trembling. "Hon! What's wrong let's go!" Delores called out to Johnny, but he was too busy listening, and turning towards the sound. Staring directly at Miles' dead body, he sees it twitch on the third beat.

*Badump*

Miles' body had begun to spasm, the seed inside his body had begun to move towards the heart. Vines had grown out of the seed in his stomach, stabbing into the body as it borrows to its destination.

After reaching the heart, tearing through the side it burrows inside. Breaking into a thousand tiny dark vines, merging with his heart, restarting it. Miles gasps back to life, screaming from the pain of the seed assimilating to his body.

His body had gradually begun to change, muscles turning into dark forest green vines, veins becoming roots. His eyes had become completely black, irises an illuminated green.

Screaming from the pain, he was rolling around and stopped himself. Propping himself up on his knees with what he has left of his right arm, he had began to slam his nub into laminent floor of the gymnasium.

The first hit had shook the entire floor of the gymnasium, as vines began to surge forth from the nub on his right arm. Slamming his arm onto the floor again, it cracked, the vines beginning to take shape. On the third hit, a cloud of dust had burst forth as the floor shattered.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, I am so fucked! I need to get out of here." Johnny was panicked, he had just realized that he done fucked the pooch, and that it was time for him to hit the road. He had started running towards Delores.

Thinking that she was coming to save her, she opened her arms up and was getting ready to jump into his arms and be whisked away. Still in her delusion, she didn't realize that he had grabbed her arms and threw her towards Miles!

"You fucking prick! I am so going to fucking kill you once I make it back!" She screamed as Johnny had just left the gymnasium leaving her to her fate. Her whole body had bean to tremble from the deafening screams that miles had been releasing. Turning around to face the beast they created herself.

The screams of Miles fade, the shadow of a man with a masculine body standing with his eyes closed, breathing slowly. After opening his eyes he looks at his hands and chest, ash gray wooden chest plates covering was looks like muscular fibers but are in fact vines. The regrown limbs look as if the vine fibers recreated the entire muscular systems, and plated them with an Ash gray color of wood.

His body that had been missing an arm and a hand, being on the verge of death, renewed.

"P.O.S. huh? Maybe it's time I have my way for once huh?" He didn't care how or why, but this game had given him a power like nothing else and he was going to have 'fun.'

Looking over at Dolores he speaks in an icy tone. "I'll be back, I want information, and I feel that you can provide that for me." Without saying another word, Delores understood exactly what he meant. If she was gone when he had come back, he would stop at nothing to find her. She could only gulp and nod in response.

In an instant, Miles had vanished from sight. "What was that?... Wait seed?.... Oh shit... If it's that... I guess I will just sit here...." She spoke to herself in an agitated manner, as she poked the tips of her pointer fingers together.

*Bringing us to now.*

Standing there with the reflection of the man running in front of him in his eyes. Miles crouches down and positions himself as if he is getting ready to run a triathlon. Before he vanishes from sight, appearing in front of Johnny.

"Fuck where did he go! He disappeared!" Johnny was looking back as he crashed into Miles, as if hitting a tree, and falls back on his ass.

Miles grabs Johnny with his fully regrown plant-like left arm and holds him in the air dangling. *cough cough* "Nnngghh, ma-man look! It's all just a game!" Johnny pulls out his phone and shows the timer to Miles.

[Time left:] 10 seconds...

After hearing his statement Miles' anger had reached its breaking point, stretching back his right arm, his finger tips of his hand had morphed. The vine-fibers turning into sharp points, and the wood plates shifted to cover them. His fingers turning into claws right before Johnny's eyes.

[Time left:] 4 seconds...

Miles propelling his claws towards Johnny's gut, in the last second just as his claws were barley penetrating, a timer goes off and everything freezes. Suddenly the very space around them warps and twists, changing before their very eyes.

Appearing in a solid white room. "Yo what the fuck why can't I move?!" He tried to move his body, while he was still gripping Johnny's throat. Looking around he sees Delores, but before he could call out to her...

*Woosh*

A door suddenly appeared in the white room and a man wearing a crimson red suit with a black tie walks in. "This is the first time that the system had openly invited an 'Innocent' into the game. Interesting, very interesting." He waved his hand, making Miles to open his left hand dropping Johnny on to the floor and silencing miles from talking.

The man in red looks over to Miles and smiles brightly before beginning to speak. "Hi there Miles, My name is Adam, I am a God of Chaos&Discord. Welcome to my game!" He paused.

Then with a sudden twisted smile, he finishes....

"Paradise of Sinners! Where your Sins, are your reward!"