《The Chronicles of Mashal - BOOK ONE COMPLETE》15. Training - George
Advertisement
“How’d you like that?” bellowed Doulos. “Are those enough lashes for one day?
By now George had learned not to shout out. Instead, he scrunched up his eyes and his face, taking the pain into himself. He focused on the feeling of clawing agony in his back, then imagined it was a stream of hatred flowing into him. In his mind’s eye he welcomed the stream, then redirected it, making it flow back out of him as anger and power. As he was being trained to do, he told himself that the beatings were making him more powerful.
In any case, he did not feel them as much any more because his skin was toughening up and becoming scaly. This was an effect of the black liquid he was drinking. Through imbibing the dark substance, he was slowly metamorphosing. Underneath the skin of his shoulder blades he could feel two lumps starting to push up, which he was told would become wings. George wondered if the whipping sped up this process.
Doulos gave him another couple of thrashes for good measure, then said “Alright, that’ll do nicely for this morning.” He untied George from the barracks fence. Twice a day, this was where George would come to be literally whipped into shape by Doulos as part of his training regime. “Now get off with you,” said the slave master, and then spat.
Today, first thing George was on slave-driving duty himself. This was one of his many rotating assignments as a trainee soldier in Nachash. He walked with a handful of other recruits who had been being whipped too, out of the barracks gate and towards the nearby slave yard, where a number of male and female slaves were working. They were making bricks out of mud and clay in order to build structures for Shul and shrines for Echthros.
Advertisement
George was given his own whip by the soldier on duty and sent out among the slaves. He walked to and fro among them, yelling commands and, where he deemed it necessary, using his whip on the slaves himself. As it lashed across their skin, most of it visible and unconcealed by the filthy rags that hung from their starving bodies, the slaves cried out with pain, a pathetic sign of weakness.
Somewhere inside George, a small voice still questioned whether this was the right thing to be doing, and protested at him causing these people pain in this way. At first it had been a lot louder and harder to smother, but he had been training for a long time now, and the voice had quieted a lot.
In order to quieten it further, he called back to mind the pain that had been inflicted upon him in his own beatings. He wasn’t allowed to fight back against the beatings he received from his superiors. But he could rail against them by inflicting that same pain on these slaves. He imagined the pain coming out of him as he passed it onto the men and women in the slave yard, cleansing himself of it and unloading it on them.
All of a sudden a man looked up at him. This didn’t normally happen. The slaves were not supposed to look directly at the soldiers, and they did not normally have the courage to do so either. George had just delivered to him a lash across his left arm, for failing to drag along a block of clay fast enough. The man was bone-thin, and had a thick, dirty, white beard. He looked at George with huge, pleading eyes.
“Please,” said the man, “why are you doing this to us? You look like a good person--you have not yet been completely changed. Let me go!”
Advertisement
For a moment, George felt a pang of sympathy for the man stir in his chest. He suddenly saw how the two of them were actually not that different: both of them were being enslaved against their wills to the cruel and harsh service of Echthros, they were just at different levels in the system. He contemplated whether he could have mercy on this slave, whether he could find a way for him to escape, seeing as he had asked…
“What are you waiting for Georges?” said a deep voice behind him. “Put this worm in its place.”
George turned. It was Khilliarkos. He was out on one of his morning patrols, checking on the progress of the slaves, and the work of the recruits.
It was useless now. George did not know what had come over him. Of course he shouldn’t free this slave. That would do no good for anybody; for Shul, for Echththros, for the slave, most importantly for him. A temporary madness. He fought down the voice that had considered freeing the slave, crushed it, subdued it.
He took the whip and struck the man again, sending it hard across his back. The man cried out and doubled up, sinking to the floor.
“Good,” said Khilliarkos. “Again.”
George struck again. And again. He took all his pain, all his anger, all his resentment, and poured it into the whip. How could this man dare to look up at him and not keep to his place? Did he not know that he was a slave and that he was meant to serve and obey? What right did he have, what arrogance did he possess, to have the gall to lift his face to a soldier of Shul?
George stopped, judging that he had finished. He didn’t want to kill the man, after all. That would make him no longer useful to Echthros.
“Don’t end there,” said Khilliarkos. “He hasn’t properly learned his lesson yet.”
Khilliarkos took the whip from George and carried on striking. By now the man was unable to call out. George noticed some of the other slaves wanting to stop and watch, to protest, but they knew that if they did they would only receive the same treatment, so they carried on moving.
Khilliarkos beat the man to within an inch of his life. He seemed to revel in it, to love it, his black lips twisting into a horrible smile, and breaking out with laughter. When he had finished, he handed the whip back to George.
“Now he has learned his lesson,” said the commander. “That is how it is done, Private Georges.”
George watched as the commander walked away, and marvelled. He could still only aspire to be as merciless as that.
But soon he would be.
Advertisement
Beast Mage
*Completed story arc with more to come* A young man is transported to a strange land of magical beast companions. Kellen Lars may be the most unremarkable person on Earth. In the mana-enchanted land of Oras, he could become a legend. After his little sister vanishes before his eyes, Kellen awakens in another realm inhabited by mythical creatures and people who shape the very forces of nature. These are the Beastcallers, wielders of elemental magics who ascend alongside their beast companions. In search of his sister, Kellen explores a savage new world full of magical storms, animal demi-gods and warring tribes. Just surviving isn't an option. If he ever wants to see home again, Kellen must wield his budding powers and train his newly-bonded Mana Beast. Even if he succeeds, nothing will ever be the same again. A young man from Earth. A Mana Beast. Together, they'll progress into legend. Digimon meets Avatar: The Last Airbender in this new progression fantasy adventure! Author's Note: This is essentially a rough draft version. Constructive feedback will be taken into account during revisions. Thanks for reading and providing your input! [participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge] Chapters update at a minimum of once per week on Thursdays. You can get early access to chapters and lots of other insider perks via my Patreon. Come one, come all to Discord!
8 114The Illuminating Heroes
In the near future continual political disasters have left people unhappy and angry, no one thinks the world works and no one thinks anyone else knows how to fix it. Politicians run back and forth promising the moon and delivering a scandal instead, businesses struggle and the enviorment declines. Kevin Sterling has had enough. The owner of a giant technology conglomerate, Kevin Sterling has wealth and power that most people can only dream of. And he has friends too, the movers and shakers of society, industry leaders in entertainment, biotechnology, transportation, and more or less every other market known to man. They have all come together to guide the world towards a better future, to pull the hidden strings to move humanity towards prosperity and fill their pockets at the same time. They are the Illuminati, and they are the only heroes our world will ever see.
8 149Dungeon Core Online: Loremaster (fan fic)
This is a fan fiction of Dungeon Core Online, written by Glyax.https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/21501/dco--dungeon-core-online DCO hit the world by storm. millions started playing the first day and millions more have joined since then. Fighting monsters and gaining levels is all fun and all, but there is more than one kind of gamer.Enter the loremaster.
8 246Rheostat
"It's not what we are but what we do that defines us."Aylin Black has come to believe that she deserves all the misfortunes life throws at her. Yet she refuses to back down. At least not without a fight. But as her past comes knocking at her door she's forced to rethink all her beliefs. And she just might have to give up this losing fight much sooner than she expected.
8 105Devil Cultivator in an Ability User World
Lu Shu was a Devil Cultivator who by purely relying on his own strength and by overcoming countless obstacles, he reached the tribulation all Devil Cultivators must pass to become immortal, the "Death Tribulation", but when the last bolt was about to come down and he was about to achieve immortality he...! Died. Yes, the strongest man in all of Artronia, suddenly died while he was in a Tribulation. Little did Lu Shu know that he was incredibly "lucky" and was chosen by a council Gods to reincarnate into a world of random choosing and it just so happened to be an Ability User World and in this world, he'll thrive once more and become the Devil King just like in his last life. Disclaimer: I do not own the cover photo and if you are the one who owns it and do not want me to use it, pm me and I'll remove it. Also this is my first novel, I wanna put all the ideas in my head into an actual story so I thought I'd give it a go, constructive criticism is welcome as long as it's helpful. P.s I'm not doing a prologue mainly because all you need to know about how he died is in the Synopsis, I might do a chapter with the council of God's if people want it.
8 67vinnie hacker imagines
"𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐢'𝐦 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮.." ╔═══*.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:·.*═══╗ completed ╚═══*.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:·.*═══╝ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-only one chapter has smut- my books now are so much better then this!!!
8 181