The crowd watching the 4 of them, started to whisper in a barely audible, but just loud enough for Grid to hear it, “Look, Mom, the cripple challenged them to a duel” “Look away hun, the cripple is about to get hurt”. In this world, when one was challenged to a duel, both had to establish the rules of the dual and what each person would get if they won. For instance, you could bet a house, trading cards, items, or anything. But, there is one rule, no trading life of anything sentient. The people who established this duel system were the gods themselves, for it was what they would do in their respective heavens or hells. For those who broke the rules or didn’t hold their end of the bargain, their very essence would be obliterated in the most blood-curdling way.

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“Ok cripple, what do you have to bargain”. Grid waited for a few minutes pondering what would like to get and what he would give, “If I win, you have to give me all that you own, If you win though, I will give you everything I ever gain.” The gang smiled and huddled together to discuss the best course of action. “ Yeah, but you have to work 16 hours a day, but enough of this, let’s start the ritual.” The four of them walked up near each other and shouted loud enough for everyone to hear in a 2 block radius, “ I swear on the rules that bind this world to every other, O great Gods hear our cry, we are starting a duel. As they said this, there was a magic circle around the four of them, shining pink with particles of every color of the rainbow coming off of it. Suddenly, the world was bathed in a heavenly light.