The great and beautiful city of Val sits majestically within the vast Silver Plains.
[[Continue|option1]] This fantastic city it's a hub for many adventurers.
Many legends are forged and start in this grand city.
[[Continue|option2]]
Like any great city that holds power and wealth, there are lawbreakers and troublemakers.
Val has its fair share of well-known prisons each with their own secrets.
One of which near the edge of the city, close to a river that leads to the forest, after a few miles, is [[Black River Prison]]. This prison is well known for its torture. The entirety of the prison is built around the torture chambers.
There is a lucky few who get the first set of cells, these are for those who have committed petty crimes and will most likely leave unscathed.
The hall to the left and right are for those that will be going through the torture chamber.
[[Continue|option3]] This is not all within the Black River Prison. The prison itself is shaped like squares underground, the larger is the one that contains the torture chambers.
Going to the back there's only one door in the long hallway. The door is a heavy steel door that contains six more cells within, with doors almost as strong and sturdy.
[[Continue|option4]] These more secure holding cell are for the more unruly, severely broken, or strong individuals. The guards here rarely use it as such.
They use it forget about prisoners, to let them waste away.
There are few guards that know of the back cells and may potentially check them.
If the prisoners are lucky, the guards may provide them food.
[[Continue|option5]] Within the secured cells the far left one holds an individual of importance.
Soon he shall wake.
[[Wake up.]]A shrill scream of suffering is heard and stirs him awake.
His eyes wearily open as he lifts his head.
[Look around]<nametag1|
[Check self]<nametag2|
[[Continue|option6]]
(click-replace:?nametag1)[Observing his surroundings, it is the same dreary dark cell.]
(click-replace:?nametag2)[Still chained to the wall by the wrists. He notices he has lost some mass.]
<audio src="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/e86a0b_04d044db5bd74f7a9af2ed113a6a7ad2.mp3"autoplay>Three voices hiss in his head.
<em>(text-colour:lime)["He awakes."]</em>
<em>(text-colour:navy)["Your chance is now."]</em>
<em>(text-colour:red)["Escape from this place."]</em>
[[Begin the escape.]]
[<em>(text-colour:lime)["Look at yourself closely."]</em>]<Alec1|
[<em>(text-colour:navy)["Focus on observing your surroundings."]</em>]<Meg1|
[<em>(text-colour:red)["Feel the others that are here, dead and alive."]</em>]<Tisi1|
(click-replace:?Alec1)[Following the more aggressive voice, he looks at himself.
He focuses and can tell his hand can slip the shackles now, from malnourishment.
<em>(text-colour:lime)["Don't be discouraged by this, use this to fuel your rage."]</em>
[[Slip the cuffs.]]]
(click-replace:?Meg1)[ The begrudging voice sounds reasonable.
He trys to focus and look around.
He catchs the faint glimmer of some form of liquid in the corner across from him. To the left and right are bones of the long-forgotten dead.
<em>(text-colour:navy)["These fools died, waiting for hope, for nothing. Try to reach for these cowards’ bones and make them useful by giving you hope of escape"]</em>
[[Reach for the dead.]]]
(click-replace:?Tisi1)[The stern voice catches your attention.
The voice makes sense, those that died need to be avenged and those that walk the halls need to pay.
<em>(text-colour:red)["You regained some strength; the walls are old and poorly maintained, Rip yourself from the shackles."]</em>
[[Pull yourself from the wall.]]]
Almost too easy, his wrists simply slipped through.
He then
Catches a faint glimmer of [[liquid|option8]] and crawls to have some form of moisture.
Stands and heads towards the [[door|option9]].
Ribs, femurs, skulls, many bones are strewn about.
Doesn't take long for him to figure out which one he should go for.
He's able to grab a shoulder blade with his foot and scoop the smaller bones closer.
With them in reach he is able to [[unlock|free]] the shackles.
Motivated by the stern voice he pulls his arms forward.
The bolts connecting the chains on the left arm were loose and easily pulled out.
The chains and the right arm were still holding well.
[<em>(text-colour:red)["Fight young one, don't let the dead go unavenged."]</em>]<Tisi2|
[[Pull with everything he has.|option8]]
(click-replace:?Tisi2)[<em>(text-colour:red)["Fight young one, don't let the dead go unavenged."]</em>
[[A burst of strength surges through him.|option7]]]
The surge of strength allows him to rip the bolts from the wall.
He's shocked that this actually worked.
He wraps the chains around his arms and moves for the [[door|option9]].(if: (history:) contains "Pull yourself from the wall.")[He pulls as hard as he can, but he does not have the strength.
<em>(text-colour:lime)["This is why you don't listen to her, simply slip your wrist through."]</em>
It was a mistake to try to use strength that he didn't have, but his hand slips through the remaining shackle.
<em>(text-colour:red)["[[This one does not know her place. Now move for the door.|arm yourself]]"]</em>
He is now [[free]] to move about the cell.]
(else:)[The liquid is thick to the point it could almost be chewed.
That nor the realization that it has a metallic taste does not stop him.
As terrible as it was it does quench his thirst.
<em>(text-colour:navy)["[[Poor boy, so desperate, just remember who made you this way|option10]]."]</em>
<em>(text-colour:lime)["[[Ignore her she's just jealous of you, proceed on your way to avenge these souls.|free]]"]</em>
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(if: (history:) contains "option7")[The door looks thick and sturdy.
<em>(text-colour:red)["Break it down, let them know there's a monster in here."]</em>
[Ready to punch]<Meg1|
(click-replace:?Meg1)[<em>(text-colour:navy)["Tisi, he may have gotten strength back but not enough to do this."</em>]
[Focus]<Tisi1|]
(click-replace:?Tisi1)[<em>(text-colour:red)["Do not think he is weak dear sister that would be one of your gravest mistakes. [[NOW EXIT THIS CHAMBER|option11]]!</em>]]]
(else:)[<em>(text-colour:lime)["Ignore my sisters and move, do not forget your rage. You will need it for any guards you may encounter."]</em>
He moves to the door which surprisingly it's not locked.
<em>(text-colour:lime)["Lazy."]</em>
He continues to the next door [[down the hall|stealth]].
<audio src="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/e86a0b_257e6f15dc1043dabf372606766560fc.mp3"autoplay>](if: (history:) contains "Reach for the dead.")[<em>(text-colour:navy)["Good now you should arm yourself with the bones of the dead."]</em>
Sounds reasonable, [[arm yourself]] and move to the door.]
(if: (history:) contains "Pull yourself from the wall.")[<em>(text-colour:red)["Keep your mouth shut Alec. I can help him just fine. Now move for the door young one."]
Move to the [[door|Door]]]
(if: (history:) contains "Slip the cuffs.")[<em>(text-colour:lime)["Proceeding quietly may be your best option here. Until you get a proper weapon to fit your skills. For now, make your way to the door."]</em>
[[Move quietly.|option9]]]
A deep grudge starts to build within him then he hears skittering of something [(text-colour:orange)[small](text-colour:white)[.
Ignore it and move for the] [[door|Door]].]<rat|
(click-replace:?rat)[small.
It's a rat. His stomach growls and like an animal he lunges at it and devours it savagely.
The little screeches and moans of pain from the rat seem to invigorate him more.
<em>(text-colour:navy)["Such ferocity, I do hope this was enough for you, even if it's not you must leave now."]</em>
Move to the [[door|option9]] and press against it.]
He punches and the door swings open miraculously
A smug <em>(text-colour:red)["HA"]</em> is heard from the stern voice.
[[Proceed|option12]] down the hall.
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(if: (history:) contains "option7")[<em>(text-colour:navy)["Whatever."]</em>
<em>(text-colour:lime)["Lucky."]</em>
<em>(text-colour:Red)["Another door stand in your way. [[Punch your way out|brute]]."]</em>]
(if: (history:) contains "Reach for the dead.")[<em>(text-colour:navy)["Move swiftly and be vigilant. These humans know not who they're messing with."]</em>
Press against the [[next door|club]].]
(if: (history:) contains "Pull yourself from the wall.")[Armed with the chain still shackled to his left arm, he makes its way for the door.
Which surprisingly is unlocked and opens with ease.
<em>(text-colour:red)["Now down the hall."]</em>
Down the hall to the [[next door|stealth1]].]
(if: (history:) contains "Reach for the dead.")[He grabs what he believe to be a strong bone, long enough for distance with a bulb at the end.
<em>(text-colour:navy)["That should do nicely.]</em>
Moving to the door he presses against it and finds it is not locked.
<em>(text-colour:lime)["Pitiful they are lazy and criminals."]</em>
Pushing on the door it starts to swing open.
<em>(text-colour:red)["How were you captured by such fools that lack such simple security measures?"]</em>
[[Move|option12]] down the hall.]
<audio src="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/e86a0b_257e6f15dc1043dabf372606766560fc.mp3"autoplay>](if: (history:) contains "option10")[Drinking the blood and devouring the rat he can focus purely on escaping.
[<em>(text-colour:navy)["I do hope your skills have returned. I'm jealous of this ability of yours to acquire strength from those that suffer."]</em>]<Meg1|
[<em>(text-colour:lime)["Silence you jealous fool."]</em>]<Alec1|
(click-replace:?Meg1)[<em>[Strength from those that suffer. Is that truly how he got his strength back?]</em>
He blocks out this thought and [[quietly opens]] the door.]]
(click-replace:?Alec1)[<em>[The aggressive voice has a point, he needs to focus on escaping.]</em>
He [[opens]] the door.]
(if: (history:) contains "free")[The next door is also unlocked.
Pushing it open he catches the boot of a guard disappearing around the right corner.
From the faint torchlight illuminating the hall, he sees the symbol for weaponry on the door the guard just left.
<em>(text-colour:lime)["[[Perfect, go grab a suitable weapon.|assassin]]"]</em>
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(else:)[Same with the [[next|opens]].
<em>(text-colour:lime)["This is utterly ridiculous"]</em>]<em>(text-colour:navy)["What grand luck you have, both of these secure doors unlocked."]</em>
With the door cracked he can see a guard exiting a door with a weapon symbol on it.
When the guard heads to the right and vanish around the corner, he peers around the door to look left.
Nothing.
Go [[Left]] or [[Right]].
<audio src="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/e86a0b_257e6f15dc1043dabf372606766560fc.mp3"autoplay>Again, he punches the door swings open.
The shackles start to hurt from strength surging through his arms.
He used to be an assassin as he looks at himself now, he notices he is gaining mass, becoming a force of brute strength.
Running is heard from [[right]].
<audio src="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/e86a0b_e9a8372bad2d42f295ad3f87dcfe4dce.mp3"autoplay>He pushes on this door, and it starts to open.
<em>(text-colour:red)["You cannot be serious."]</em>
<em>(text-colour:navy)["What do you expect of the living Tisi, they are unaware and do not care."]</em>
<em>(text-colour:lime)["Focus now, he is at a very important point."]</em>
[[Focus]].
(if: (history:) contains "Slip the cuffs.")[That bit of nourishment was all he needed.
He moved to the door swiftly and it creaks open.
<em>(text-colour:navy)["How pitiful."]</em>
<em>(text-colour:red)["With such a lack of security how is it you were captured by these people?"]</em>
Same with the next door.
<em>(text-colour:lime)["I'm finding it hard to believe you were a prisoner here."]</em>
[[Continue|option13]]
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(if: (history:) contains "Pull yourself from the wall.")[He quickly moves for the door and nudges it.
Luckily it wasn't locked. It starts to swing open.
<em>(text-colour:red)["That is rather disappointing, keep moving."]</em>
[A<em>(text-colour:navy)["giggle"]</em>is heard.]<Meg1|
[Try the door at the end of the hall.]<Alec1|
(click-replace:?Meg1)[<em>(text-colour:navy)["Oh, were you expecting a fight dear sister."]</em>
[Now an annoyed<em>(text-colour:red)["growl."]</em>]<Tisi1|]
(click-replace:?Tisi1)[<em>(text-colour:red)["Meg, you best be silent before I slice you to ribbons."]</em>]
(click-replace:?Alec1)[<em>(text-colour:lime)["Perhaps you will have the same luck with [[this door]]."]</em>]
<audio src="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/e86a0b_257e6f15dc1043dabf372606766560fc.mp3"autoplay>]As the door cracks open he a guard leaving around the right corner.
There's nothing to the [left.]<suffer|
(click-replace:?suffer)[left.
Strength from suffering.
If it's true the [[torture chamber]] may be worth a look.]
He looks to the right first and you catch us at guard leaving around the corner.
There's nothing to the [[left|option14]] seems like the safest way.
Simple, he made his way to the weaponry door and looked inside.
He spotted two daggers and immediately took them.
He felt just like his old self.
[[Continue|old]]Hopefully the cellar door will be just as easy.
[[Continue|this door]]As luck would have it this door is unlocked as well.
[[Continue|Focus]]<em>(text-colour:navy)["The smarter choice, Steer away from confrontation for now, let the grudge build."]</em>
Peeking around the corner spies a [[guard]] leaning against the wall obviously not doing his job.Heading the direction the guard went and peering around the corner, the guard isn't that far off.
<em>(text-colour:red)["Bash his skull in."]</em>
<em>(text-colour:navy)["That helmet will surely aid the guard against this bone."]</em>
<em>(text-colour:lime)["Then remove it, that way he can feel the full force of your anger."]</em>
The voices seemed to agree and give good enough advice.
This should be [[easy]].
Too perfect.
Removing the helmet caused him to turn around as the bone connected with the temple.
[<em>(text-colour:navy)["As expected from an assassin. That sword of his looks rather nice."]</em>]<Meg1|
(click-replace:?Meg1)[Taking the sword in his hands, a surge of confidence rises through him.
<em>(text-colour:navy)["I expect the rest of this to be easy for you."]</em>
[[Continue|End1]]]
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The begrudging voice was right.
Rounding the next corner, the guard patrolling this hall is already far down it.
<em>(text-colour:navy)["These bared cells may cause a problem, can't have one of these other prisoners squeal on you. Besides it looks like they had much nicer accommodations."]</em>
That is true this first row of cells are for those who would probably be willing to sell out an individual trying to [[escape]].
The first prisoner heard the bashing of the first guard attempting to try to see who may appear around the corner.
A quick stab from the bottom of the jaw to the top of the skull ended his curiosity.
The next two cells those prisoners were asleep.
Lucky as a guard was about to turn around when he ran upstairs.
[[Continue|Meg]]
<audio src="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/e86a0b_09ed3475c33049f6b99ab34afbb51cb2.mp3"autoplay>As he finally escapes this prison the hallway a stairway leading up opens to a clear night sky.
Three figures can be seen each with wings.
<em>(text-colour:navy)["Very good young Lord. Our domain awaits, as does your father."]</em>
<em>(text-colour:red)["Good? The dead are not avenged."]</em>
<em>(text-colour:lime)["There are those that still need to feel his anger"]</em>
<em>(text-colour:navy)["Quiet sisters he is here, and we can take him to hell now. This proves he has God like powers after all. How else could he have survived for years down there and then gain enough strength to walk out."]</em>
[[Continue|End Meg]]
This prisoner held in the forgotten chamber of Black River Prison came back from the dead.
Apparently possessing God like powers another adventure awaits him as he travels to hell where he may rule.
(align:"=><=")+(box:"=========XX=========")[(text-colour:navy)[END]] The guard opens his eyes and stretches.
He peeks around the edge of this corner to see where the other guard is.
(text-colour:grey)[<em>["A fine little nap that was."]</em>]
As he turns around, he spies a ghoulish figure at the end of the hall.
He blinks and rubs his [[eyes]].
[Nothing.]<Fear|
(click-replace:?Fear)[[Behind you.]<Fear2|
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(click-replace:?Fear2)[He turns around and meets the ghoulish face and tries to yell.
[Now]<Fear3|]
(click-replace:?Fear3)[As he opens his mouth a bone is jammed down his throat and the ghoul swings around twisting his neck.
The [[guard|guard2]] clangs to the ground.
<audio src="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/e86a0b_e2760374ae0d44aca0abd037d1e09c9a.mp3"autoplay>][The other guard around the corner says:
(text-colour:grey)[<em>["You better not fall asleep again, you dumb piece of garbage."]</em>]]<Fear|
(click-replace:?Fear)[As the guard rounds the corner, he is met with barrage of attacks to the head knocking his helmet off and bashing his skull in.
(text-colour:red)[<em>["[[Fantastic work.]]"]</em>
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[He regains his senses and moves for the stairway.]<Meg1|
(click-replace:?Meg1)[Finally escaping the prison, he is met with a clear night sky and three figures.
Wings unfurl as they speak:
<em>(text-colour:navy)["Who would have guessed you possess such power."]</em>
<em>(text-colour:red)["You should have killed the rest."]</em>
<em>(text-colour:lime)["That was only a piece of the anger you have, my Lord"]</em>
[[Continue|Fear]]]
<em>(text-colour:navy)["Your true destiny awaits, now come with us our God of Fear."]</em>
(align:"=><=")+(box:"=========XX=========")[(text-colour:orange)[END]] [He blocks the incoming blade.
<audio src="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/e86a0b_9ec013a805674cca969feb491ed4b4a0.mp3"autoplay>]<brute1|
(click-replace:?brute1)[A swift jab through the chest, armor and all, the guard collapses.
(text-colour:grey)[<em>["I heard something down here."]</em>]
(text-colour:red)[<em>["That's it, lure them in, [[avenge the dead]]."]</em>]
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[The rest of the guards in this facility, eight of them, round the corner and see a tall, muscle-bound brute and a corpse of one of their allies.
(text-colour:red)[<em>["What are you waiting for."]</em>]]<brute1|
(click-replace:?brute1)[[They stood no chance.
Everything they threw at him was blocked.
Even if it wasn't they couldn't cut his skin for whatever reason.]<brute2|
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(click-replace:?brute2)[[(text-colour:red)[<em>["No one survives not even those locked up for murder."]</em>]
Slaughter]<brute3|
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(click-replace:?brute3)[Everyone in Black River Prison was slaughtered.
[[Except one]].
<audio src="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/e86a0b_082d9f49a27b420c9cb5531fe5d2f7cb.mp3"autoplay>] [Walking out of the prison the clear night sky goes unnoticed as he looks down at three figures.
They all fly up to be eye level with him.
(text-colour:red)[<em>["Now this suit you better than hiding in the shadows."]</em>]
(text-colour:lime)[<em>["I must say sister, you may have been right."]</em>]
(text-colour:navy)[<em>["Like we need another muscle-bound idiot in hell."]</em>]]<brute1|
(click-replace:?brute1)[(text-colour:red)[<em>["You are just jealous you didn't think of this Meg. What we have here is a true [[God of Strength]]."]</em>]]The prisoner of Black River Prison departed to the depths of hell with his new companions. Wielding sheer strength any God would fear.
(align:"=><=")+(box:"=========XX=========")[(text-colour:red)[END]]Peering through he sees no one in the dark hall.
The [[left|1]] and [[right|2]] are both lit by torchlight.
Going down to the right his spies a door at the end with a [[weapon]] symbol on it.
There is a guard patrolling, but he is heading down the hall.
[[Continue|3]]
Heading left and peering around the corner, a guard is apparently sleeping against the wall.
[[Continue|hush]]Within this small armory there is:
[Swords]<sword|
[Daggers]<dagger|
[Armor]<armor|
(click-replace:?sword)[Seems to be the best and only choice.
[[Continue|4]]]
(click-replace:?dagger)[<em>(text-colour:lime)["Going for what you know and are dependable with. Shame you have a chain on your arm that is just going to rattle and give away your position unless you hold it."]</em>
<em>(text-colour:red)["Silence from you."]</em>]
(click-replace:?armor)[<em>(text-colour:navy)["That would be a clever disguise if not for the shackle."]</em>
<em>(text-colour:red)["Shut it, Meg."]</em>]He already has a weapon the shackle and chain still on his left arm.
He attempts to sneak up to the guard and [[choke]] him out.
[With sword and shackle in hand, he makes his way down the hall.
Attempting to sneak up to the guard.]<oops|
(click-replace:?oops)[[Attempting to wield the sword with two hands that chain drops.
Startled, the guard swirls around and draws his blade.]<ooops|
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(click-replace:?ooops)[They clash swords.
After he parried, he swung the chain at the guard’s head. This caused the guard to look up and away.
The neck was exposed, and he [[stabbed]] in.
<audio src="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/e86a0b_9ec013a805674cca969feb491ed4b4a0.mp3"autoplay>]<em>(text-colour:navy)["No need to hide anymore now."]</em>
He rushes down the hall.
He hears heavy footsteps around the corner he's going to [turn.]<run|
(click-replace:?run)[turn.
He flicks his wrist with the shackle as he turns the corner.
Catching the other guard sword before he could even see him.
He plunges the sword between the slits in the helmet.
He continues running for the [[stairs]].]
Clear night sky is a welcome sight.
<em>(text-colour:red)["Well, that did not go as planned."]</em>
<em>(text-colour:navy)["Luckily, he had some form of skills to help him through."]</em>
<em>(text-colour:lime)["Maybe he is not awakened fully yet, but he shall since he is with us now."]</em>
[[Continue|human]]<em>(text-colour:red)["If he is still human hopefully, he will survive the trip to hell."]</em>
<em>(text-colour:lime)["One way or another we will find him down there."]</em>
[[Continue|human2]]Surrounded and being escorted by these women with wings, he fears what they mean by hell.
(align:"=><=")+(box:"=========XX=========")[(text-colour:grey)[END]] [The choking sounds and gurgles of the guard are masked by another scream from the torture chambers.
<audio src="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/e86a0b_04d044db5bd74f7a9af2ed113a6a7ad2.mp3"autoplay>]<Silent|
(click-replace:?Silent)[He makes his way farther down the hall and peers around the corner.
The next guard had just [[turned]] around.]He is just barely able to reach the chain around the guards neck, choke him out while pulling him around the corner.
<em>(text-colour:lime)["[[Very resourceful, I see, but what of the prisoners?]]"]</em>They do not matter the stairs are so close.
He makes a mad dash for them, holding the chain tight as to not make a sound.
[[Continue|shhh]]The clear night sky is a welcome sight.
Three winged women stand in front of him.
<em>(text-colour:lime)["Not exactly the plan, but he made it work."]</em>
<em>(text-colour:red)["Some form of strength did return to him."]</em>
<em>(text-colour:navy)["Then let us head back to hell. All of us have work to do."]</em>
[[Continue|shh]]Without fully knowing why, he follows the women on a path that leads to hell.
(align:"=><=")+(box:"=========XX=========")[(text-colour:white)[END]] He creeps [closer.]<1|
(click-replace:?1)[closer.
and [closer.]<2|]
(click-replace:?2)[closer.
and [closer.]<3|]
(click-replace:?3)[closer.
[He is at the guard and slips the dagger from the sheath.]<4|]
(click-replace:?4)[The scream does not startle him but gives him strength.
The guard wakes up only to be put back to sleep with a dagger through the eye.
[[Continue|hush1]]
<audio src="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/e86a0b_04d044db5bd74f7a9af2ed113a6a7ad2.mp3"autoplay>]He turns the next corner the guard is halfway through the hallway.
He readies the [dagger to be thrown.]<Dead|
(click-replace:?Dead)[dagger to be thrown.
A prisoner who was awake startles him. Only for a moment.
<em>(text-colour:navy)["Accurate, but now what are you to do."]</em>
[[Rush the stairs.]]
<audio src="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/e86a0b_fc21beb384fb4fa6be9e22d21b404948.mp3"autoplay>]A welcome night sky greats him when he finally emerges from the underground prison.
Along with three women with familiar voices.
<em>(text-colour:red)["That's not really how I would have done it, but I guess it worked"]</em>
<em>(text-colour:lime)["It was rather underwhelming."]</em>
<em>(text-colour:navy)["He did the best he could with what he had."]</em>
[[Continue|hush2]]<em>(text-colour:navy)["Perhaps we should have played more into his skills, to develop him and awaken him."]</em>
<em>(text-colour:lime)["That might still be an option."]</em>
<em>(text-colour:red)["Hush now we must make for hell."]</em>
Wings spread from the women as each one takes a hold of him. Flying him off to a new destination.
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Creeping along, he hears footsteps from where the sleeping guard is.
Another guard appears and yells:
(text-colour:grey)[<em>"You have to be shittin me, come with me you lazy fool."]</em>
Both guards leave.
[[Lucky]]He makes his way to the left end of the hall and spotted guard sleeping against the wall at the far end.
He [[waits]] for any sign of movement.(text-colour:red)[<em>["Is this how it usually goes for you when you hide in the shadows?"]</em>]
(text-colour:lime)[<em>["SHHH!"]</em>]
(text-colour:navy)[<em>["This is rather fascinating."]</em>]
[[Continue to the stairs]]Nothing else stopped him or bothered him on his way out.
He soon caught sight of a clear night sky and three individuals standing over two dead bodies.
(text-colour:lime)[<em>["I do believe these should have been your kills"]</em>]
(text-colour:red)[<em>["At least we had a bit of fun."]</em>]
(text-colour:navy)[<em>["It is amazing how seamless and easy it was for you to get out."]</em>]
[[Continue|shadow]](text-colour:navy)[<em>["That is not now young shadowing, you need to come with us."]</em>]
(text-colour:lime)[<em>["It is time for you to ascend your throne."]</em>]
(text-colour:red)[<em>["We are here to guide you."]</em>]
[[Continue|shadow1]](text-colour:lime)[<em>["Off to hell we go, before we lose you."]</em>]
Three women sprouted wings and took hold of him and flew away.
(align:"=><=")+(box:"=========XX=========")[(text-colour:purple)[END]](text-colour:lime)[<em>["I feel like you should be doing something more."]</em>]
(text-colour:red)[<em>["Perhaps like avenging the dead."]</em>]
[[Wait.]](text-colour:navy)[<em>["Why are we here for him again?"]</em>]
A voice of a guard yells out:
(text-colour:grey)[<em>"You have to be shittin me, come with me you lazy fool."]</em>
[[Continue|Wait]]
(text-colour:navy)[<em>["Hmmm. Lucky."]</em>]
He makes his way down the hall and looks to the only door on the right side of the wall.
[[The torture chamber.]]He makes his way down the hall and looks to the only door on the right side of the wall.
He's able to catch a glimpse of a gruesome scene unfolding in front of him.
It does not sicken him put this cream and even the scene seems to empower him.
Looking at his body he can visibly see his muscles growing back.
[[Look more.]]
<audio src="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/e86a0b_04d044db5bd74f7a9af2ed113a6a7ad2.mp3"autoplay>He can't stop looking.
The more he looks and hears the stronger he gets.
He hears a voice:
(text-colour:grey)[<em>"That's strange this one sort of just wilted away. Did you give him anything?"]</em>
(text-colour:grey)[<em>"No of course not."]</em>
(text-colour:grey)[<em>"Well let's go grab another prisoner."]</em>
[[Time to go.]]He runs at full speed but doesn't make a sound.
Before he knows it, he is outside staring at a clear night sky.
Five individuals are waiting for him. Three of which have wings holding the other two.
(text-colour:red)[<em>["You figured out one of your powers. Here we have some more for you."]</em>]
(text-colour:navy)[<em>["Let us perform this service for you, my Lord."]</em>]
(text-colour:lime)[<em>["We are your Furies after all, or at least soon, once you take the throne."]</em>]
[[Continue|God of Suffering]]Before he and the Furies left for hell, they tormented the two guards they had for a while and any other guards that happen to walk out.
This gave the new God of Suffering more power and a chance to ascend the throne.
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No noise.
As he crept up behind the guard.
[[Continue|old1]]Slitting the throat and letting the guard down was just as quiet.
He looted the dagger the guard had.
[[Continue|old2]][Peering around the corner he says the prisoner is not asleep.]<sleep|
(click-replace:?sleep)[Now he is.
[[Continue|old3]]
<audio src="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/e86a0b_fc21beb384fb4fa6be9e22d21b404948.mp3"autoplay>]The next two prisoners are asleep.
The guard is close, but he won't hear him as he ascends the stairs.
[[Continue|old4]]He doesn't have time to take in the clear night sky as three individuals stand before him.
(text-colour:lime)[<em>["Rather impressive how easy assassinations are for you."]</em>]
(text-colour:navy)[<em>["I do you wish I had those talents of yours"]</em>]
(text-colour:red)[<em>["I would say you should go and make quick work of the rest but, we don't have time. You are needed in hell to take the throne."]</em>]
[[Continue|Death]]Before he can say anything, the three women grab him, unfurl wings, and fly away.
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