《What is god to a non believer》Side story: Training in Hell
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While hanging at the edge of a cliff, rock soon started to give up. Not like I was afraid of that, but no one like to fall. Especially after a fight, I will sue my bad luck for this. I started to fall. I expected immediate hit and the big cloud of dust. Even after few minutes, I was still falling. -What the fuck!
Database access denied.
Connection to the server lost.
Entering offline mode: All functions are offline. Please move to a zone with better signal to restore all functions.
-Seriously, now I do not even know what to think.-Then I saw that the ground was near.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!
That was all I could hear. My fall created a big hole. I left the hole and started to looking around in hope that someone will tell me why did I fell into a hole. When the dust completely fell dawn I saw something that wasn't good. That thing was saying one thing, "Abandon all hope, ye who enter here.". That sentence was written on biggest gates I have ever seen. They were reaching the sky and had many kilometers in length. They started to open, and mysterious force started to suck me in. Before I could see what was happening I was already behind that gate, and it was closed as tight it possibly could. I felt like a baby in a haunted house.
-Hell of a gate, don't you think?- I heard a voice of a man. I released short nuclear pulse, just in case that he was to close.- Ha ha ha, do not worry, we work for the same company. Now go that way, chief of security wants to see you.- The voice disappeared, and I saw the road. It formed out of nothing, just like that. Well, if we are working for the same company there is nothing to be afraid right. I was nervous that I started to lose the ability to think. After an hour of a long corridor, I saw a door. It had the size that was just right for me. When I crossed the threshold I saw a man. He was looking at me, or rather his face was directed at me because I do not think that he could see something through his mask made of a pale white bear skull. He had a white T-shirt, army pant with winter camo, and army boots that were clean, I think I could see my face in them. He had two hussar sabers, and belt made out of a chain. I think I could see two bayonets attached to his calfs.
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-Gojira, personally recruited by the Boss. Your data says that you are nearing the level when soon you will have to face gods.- I wanted to say something, but when I looked into eyesockets of his mask, I felt like I was falling into a black hole, but that wasn't the weirdest thing. His voice was sending shivers through my spine. - You may feel weird, but do not worry, it is a standard procedure. Every single emissary has been here before they could fight gods. You can treat this as a training, but in hell, in every meaning of that word. Ohh, by the way, time in your current world has been stopped so if by some chance you are in the middle of sex you will be back in a microsecond. Any questions?
-How can I call you, and who will be my coach?
-You can call me Alex, and you will be training with my pet.
-Excuse me, did I misheard something? Did you say pet?
-Yes, I said pet. Now behave, and meet your sparring partner. - He snapped with his fingers, and I felt that the earth was trembling.-Glauberyt, train him until you are satisfied with his progress.
-Yo! Whats up boy?- The voice was coming from everywhere.- I am here you pipsqueak! - What I thought was a wall was, in fact, a side of a giant bone white dragon. I wouldn't fret in front of a normal one, but his smallest tooth was as big as my entire body, from the top of my head to the tip of my tail.- Ok, I see what you got, crack my scale and you pass. That is the smallest amount of power you will need to face these freaks.
-Sir? Are you sure that we are in the same weight category?
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-Glauberyt, could please stop scaring him.
-Okay.-The giant dragon started to become smaller and smaller until he was as big as me.- Let's go and play.- Why I need to have such a bad luck, I thought.- We suddenly teleported to the Tokio. Glauberyt was sitting on a skyscraper, I was in the port.- I see that you are thinking about something, just ask. I am not Alex, I will not kill you.
-Well you see, I meet dragons earlier, but you see they were quite different from you.
-Oh, you mean lesser dragons, or what they are called, I do not remember. Well, you see there are a lot of races of dragons. I belong to the most powerful. I think "Z" and Alex call us Wawel Dragon, like that legendary dragon in Krakow. The main difference is that our wings grow not in the middle of a spine or from arms, but from our blade bones.
-Okay, thank you for your explanations. Well, let's start.
-Alright, let's do this.
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