《The Once Simple Life of a Dungeon Skeleton》Chapter 22 - Heroic Slaves
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The day started just like any other, I woke up, dragged myself of to my computer, sat down, and began my work day. My job allowed me to work from home so I never had to leave my room. What was my job? Well, to put it simply I level characters in MMOs, and farm gold or whatever currency the MMO is using at the time. I max out characters levels and then sell them along with the currency I've gathered while leveling. The money I make isn't much but it's enough to pay the rent for the apartment I live in and it means that I don't have to go outside either. It's not that I hate going outside, it's just that I hate the people that are out there. Certain things happened to me earlier in my life that I'd rather never remember, and because of that I hate being around other people.
Now with that out of the way, I was simply sitting at my desk when a bight light appeared below me and blinded me for a few seconds. By the time I opened my eyes I was sitting on a floor that looked to made of marble and I was surrounded by a crowd of people. I started to break out in a cold sweat but then I realized the people around me were just as confused as I was. They were looking around, so I did the same and what I saw was amazing. We were all in what looked like a very large throne room, there were even seven thrones at the front of the room and large statues of angels everywhere. Then I noticed the other people, the ones that didn't look right. While the people around me in the center of the room had on modern clothes and were just as confused as I was, there were other people surrounding us that wore a very different type of clothing. It looked at handmade and from a much earlier time. There were even people who wore suits of armor and others that carried staves and wore really long robes. And it was about here that I realized what was happening.
"Ah... so that's it..."
My sweating stopped just as fast as it started and I almost couldn't stop myself from jumping up and down and shouting at the top of my lungs.
'It actually fucking happened! I can't believe it! This is the best thing ever!'
At this point I heard a woman yell.
"Welcome Heroes!"
The woman who yelled was wearing what looked like priest robes and she was holding a staff. I didn't really bother listening to what she had to say because it probably involved something like the fate of Humanity and killing some Demon Lord, both of which I didn't care for.
'So, if it's like this then I should have that right? Right? Let's see... Status!'
I tried saying it in my head first because interrupting someone who was probably a Queen wasn't a very good idea.
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Name:Adrian BannerTotal Level:1[/tr]Title:Summoned HeroJob:Dark Mage Hero[/tr]Main Class:Dark Mage (Heroic)Race:Human-HP:30/30MP:2000/2000Strength:8Dexterity:5Constitution:15Intelligence:100Wisdom:1000Charisma:5Main SkillsDark Magic Mastery:BeginnerShadow Magic Mastery:Beginner[tr]Main SpellsDark Frost Armor:1st levelDark Frost Bolt:1st levelDark Frost Blade:1st levelDark Frost Strike:1st levelDark Fire Bolt:1st level-Experience:0
'Oh, so my "cheat" is that I have a lot of MP? Am I supposed to be some sort of glass cannon? It's useful but I need to think of a way I can get out of all this "Hero" business. I don't feel like dying for anyone, let alone people I don't know.'
I started thinking of a plan when I heard the woman's speech come to an end.
"Now my guards will guide you all to a room where you can rest for today. I understand you all must be very tired with all of this happening so suddenly. I know you all must have questions, they will be answered tomorrow, I promise."
With her speech finished we were all led off like a herd of cattle and taken to our rooms.
If I'm being honest, my room was quite nice, and I wouldn't actually mind staying here if it didn't mean I had to die for it. I looked around the room for a bit then tried to open the door only to find that it was locked. Next I tried climbing out of the window only to find there was some sort of invisible barrier preventing me from leaving.
"I see..."
'So they really do intend to treat us like cattle huh? We'll see about that.'
I aimed my hand at the window and shouted out one of the spells I had in my mind.
'Dark Ice Bolt!'
I didn't feel like setting the whole room on fire and then burning to death of I couldn't get out.
A large black icicle formed in front of my hand and then flew toward the window. When it hit the invisible barrier on the window it exploded and covered the entire room in black frost. In response to the loud explosion a group of guards rushed inside and before I could do anything I was tied up and thrown on the bed with a bag over my head. Thinking back on it now, it probably would've been better to cast a spell at the damn wooden door instead of some magical invisible barrier.
"Ugh..."
'I'm such an idiot, I should really think things through a little more.'
So, there I was, tied up and laying on a nice bed that was currently covered in black frost. For some reason I didn't feel cold even though the entire room was frozen. Perhaps I was immune to the cold, but I had a fire spell too so maybe I was also immune to fire? I tried casting a spell again but nothing happened. Maybe I could only cast a spell when I knew where I wanted it to go? I would have to test it out more if I ever got the chance.
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I was sitting there for a while and I heard noises coming from around me, most of them were people yelling, a few sounded like explosions. Once that quieted down my door opened again and I was thrown to the ground on my stomach and had my shirt ripped off. At this point I didn't know what was going to happen but I feared the worst.
"Good, this one isn't resisting like the others."
"Maybe there's something wrong with him Master?"
"That's none of our concern just prepare the spell."
"Yes."
I heard two voices, the one being called Master sounded female while the other sounded male. I was a bit relieved when they mentioned a spell since my mind had imagined much darker things happening to a man that was face down on a floor with his clothes ripped off, though I still had my pants on. I heard them chant something in a language I didn't understand and then my back felt like it was fire. The pain was so intense I couldn't hold back my screams as I felt something carve its way into my skin.
"Done, let's go, we have much more work to do tonight."
"Yes Master."
When they left I got up and took the bag off my head. Apparently whatever they just did to me means that they don't have to worry about me trying to escape anymore. I tried casting a spell again and only felt pain from my back that paralyzed me for a few seconds.
"Great..."
'Not even a full day after being summoned to another world and I'm already a slave. Great job Adrian, and here you're supposed to have 100 Intelligence and 1000 Wisdom. I guess those stats don't accurately reflect how smart I really am.'
With nothing else to do I decided I might as well get some sleep.
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"So it's done then?"
"Yes, my Queen."
"Well done, you're dismissed."
A woman who was dressed like a witch and had a small boy following her left the throne room. Once they were gone the Queen formed a very disturbing smile on her face.
"Oooooohh ho ho ho ho! My plan is finally coming together!"
"Elisabeth, could you please not laugh like that. It's creepy and it makes you look like some cliche anime villain. Especially the way you put your hand in front of your face like that."
"Oh come on Brenda, don't ruin my fun. All we have to do now is train our cannon fod- I mean Heroes, and then send them off to fight that annoying Slime Queen while we kill the Death General. Easy right?"
"Umm, sorry Elisabeth, but do you think you could explain to me again what exactly this plan of yours is? I know we summoned the Heroes to help us fight the Slime Queen and Death General, but why are we trying to fight them? Aren't we supposed to be trying to find a way to get back home?"
"Ugh, look Black, I know it might be hard to understand due to how utterly stupid you are. So sit down, listen, and try not to fall asleep this time okay?"
"..... Fine."
"Good. Now starting with the main reason, finding a way back home. If there even is a way back, we have no idea where to look and so we've been wondering around this world looking for something we're not even sure exists. So, on the very likely chance that there isn't a way home, we need to find a way to live in this world permanently."
"And to do that we took over a country?"
"Look Black! Given the choice, would you rather live like a middle class person or live like a king?"
"Well I'd-"
"A king! Exactly! And a king needs subjects to rule over does he not?"
"Well that depends on-"
"Yes he does! And so I came up with the plan to win over the NPCs and take over this country. The way I did that was by overthrowing the country's current king by making it seem like he was guilty of something no one knew about. Since he couldn't face judgment due to no one knowing about it, one of the gods sent some divine judgment in the form of the undead. Was the king truly guilty of something no one knew about? What exactly was the king guilty of? Who fucking cares. The NPCs ate it up and now we rule the country, so you understand it so far Black?
"Uhhhh-"
"Perfect! Moving on. Since we took control of the country, it is now our job to get rid of those undead and that Slime Queen. We could handle them one on one but we can't beat them while they're together, so we summoned Heroes. Now the last thing we need is them refusing to help us, so we enslave them. Simple right?"
"Wait, I still don't-"
"Great! All this explaining has made me tired, I'm going to sleep."
"Elisabeth, I understand your plan and all, but I still don't like enslaving those people, some of which were even children. Also couldn't we just go back home with them once they've finished their job?"
"Oh come on Grey, you don't believe they're actual people do you? Look, the spell to summon them was already in the game before we were trapped here. So the summoned "Heroes" are obviously just NPCs. Don't become one of those people that can't tell the difference between a game and reality. Besides, there's no way to send them back. They'll just fight and die in order to make sure that we come back alive, like true Heroes. Now, we have a lot of work tomorrow so I need some rest, good night."
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