《Cartilage Of Life》Chapter 7: Death Festa
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“uhmmm…..”
*knock knock*
“It’s time to go kid”
Awaken by Martin’s voice I stood up from the floor and picked up my sword, I looked at Aria one last time before leaving
“I promise you I’ll be back Aria”
“Good morning I see that everybody made their way to The Garden Of Eden I’m glad nobody got lost alright before the start of the festa I would like to relay some announcements Marco and Alicia have been eliminated and will not participate anymore in the battle if you have any questions regarding the rules ask these two Marco and Alicia”
“FIGHT KILL”
“EAT DESTROY”
“Hahaha that’s the spirit you two I told you that you both will fit in nicely as guiders”
Those who die within this world become hollow mindless creatures also known as Guiders, as much as I feel sorry for them becoming this I kind of feel like they deserve what they got for what they have done to my brother
“Now the death festa shall begin good luck everybody”
The slide down monitor slid up to the sky from the middle of the garden, finishing it’s announcement the participants scattered like wild fire
I was left in the middle confused and clueless to the situation
“Too weak” said a feminine voice
She swung her sword horizontally towards me, I moved my hands slightly upwards to block her attack luckily I was able to block it and thanks to the dullness of the sword the force got distributed around the sword more evenly than it would with sharp edges
This lady with a sword is Ayame, her sword crimson red just as red as her eyes, she’s wearing a purple yukata and wooden sandals
“I seem to have made a miscalculation” she said
She jumps in the air and spins horizontally using her spin to attack me, I dodged it by moving off to the left
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Her legs quick to adjust to the change of her center of gravity dashed with one leg towards my direction, filled with determination to kill me she swing’s her sword in a irregular movement
*Bang*
A bullet caused both of us to separate from each other
Ayame looked over at the direction of the bullet
“This is none of your business old man”
“Heh young lady I have all the business in the world to be here, Ol’Hammer boy got too arrogant with his hammer, he thought he was thor or something, he was swinging that thing more than a bull would swing when it sees a Mexican”
“Jokes at a time like this truly old man you are one strong enemy”
“Woah there being called an enemy by a beautiful lady like you, what did I deserve in my old life to receive such praise”
“That is nothing far less from the truth in that case let me be the Grim Reaper to your pitiful life!”
Ayame throws her sword towards Martin, jumping up high enough he dodged the bullet like sword that destroyed the tree in a matter of seconds
*Bang Bang Bang*
Up in the air Martin shot three bullets at her and stopped, Ayame ran through the bullets and picked up her sword
Martin who landed on his feet clicks his tongue at her
“Tch 2 more bullets”
Ayame smiled at him
“This is the end of your life old man”
Martin raise’s his hand
“you got me”
Ayame walks towards Martin bearing her sword on her left hand
“But aren’t you curious?” Martin asked
Ayame stopped in front of him
“Of what?”
Martin looks up to his right hand at his gun
“If I’m correct you’re a young lady from the 14th century right? You’ve never seen a gun right? You can take it and have a look before killing me”
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He throws his gun onto the floor
Ayame picks it up
“Yes I have been intrigued by these machines named Guns although I wonder how they work an-“
*Bang*
Ayame fell down on the floor instantly
Headshot
“They were right old people are dumb fuckers”
He picks up the gun from Ayame’s corpse
“Now then where was i? ah yea you you…..You…..Yutou right?”
He points the gun towards me and then flips it rendering the barrel to be pointed at him
“You see I was promised to be reincarnated if I helped you win this game, frankly speaking killing you and winning the prize is much of bargain for me just in case you didn’t know the prize for winning the first time is your memories and for winning again in the next Patch then it would be your reincarnation, upon arrival I was told to help you in order for me to be born again so”
He throws the gun at me, barely managing to catch it I hold it trembling with fear I pointed it at him
“Don’t worry kid I’ll do what I did to that Princess it’s one of my tricks so just-“
*Bang*
The gun shot itself…..
“Take care…”
Martin cough’s blood before falling on the floor, his body pouring the blood welled up inside of him, he died smiling……
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