When you awaken from a massive headache, you find yourself on the floor of a dimly lit, blood drenched cobblestone room, coupled with nothing but the shackles of those who have presumably came before you, as well as the presence of a old, bizarre looking stature that stood in the middle of the chamber, depicting that of a old warrior, one that positively hummed with evil intent. As you pull yourself up and look around to get your bearings, past the blood drenched gutters in the four corners of the room and the magically sealed window on the back wall, you could hear the clashing of weapons, the screams of the dying and perhaps worst of all, the cheering of what you could only presume to be spectators of sorts, implying the worst case scenario, that you were somehow not only captured but that you have to fight for your life, especially If you had any expectations of getting the hell out of here. After learning this revelation and taking some time to ponder on your next move, It would take just a few moments before everything would turn silent, that your eyes would pick up a river of blood leaking into the room, that your ears would pick up the voices of two individuals that would confirm your worst suspicions.
Within a second later, you begin to hear the feminine voice of an alluring, regal like woman.
Ending the announcement with a long, and rather annoying, high pitched laughter(o~hohoho) befitting that of an arrogant, noble woman, the magically sealed door you could see at the other end of the room immediately opened, revealing where the river of blood originated from, a long, and equally eerie like tunnel that ended with a pair of stone like doors, most likely leading you to your first match....and hopefully not to your death....
Spectators! Fellow Blade Runners! Welcome to the next round of the Warriors Gauntlet! A devastating but entertaining display of carnage and skill as our visitors run through our exquisitely crafted maze of death and destruction! They need to fight their way through countless beast and man If they hope to escape! But that's not all! Once they make it out of the tunnels, they be faced with a challenge within our own arena! Isn't that exciting? Because I sure am! We'll get to see what these challengers are truly made of! And If they put on a good show, we may even allow to them live, out of the kindness of our hearts! Isn't that right Barbara?
Within a second later, you begin to hear the feminine voice of an alluring, regal like woman.
Oh yes Rolu, I cannot wait to see how well this new batch of survivors will do. Will they die like dogs today? Or will we see a glorious turnout? Only one way to find! Let the games begin!
Ending the announcement with a long, and rather annoying, high pitched laughter(o~hohoho) befitting that of an arrogant, noble woman, the magically sealed door you could see at the other end of the room immediately opened, revealing where the river of blood originated from, a long, and equally eerie like tunnel that ended with a pair of stone like doors, most likely leading you to your first match....and hopefully not to your death....
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Task: N/A
Location: Spawn Point 4
State: Normal
Awakening from a slumber he hadn't remembered taking, he found himself groaning as he began to feel a surge of pain from the back of his head, causing him to caress the area that was screaming in pain with his left hand. When the pain began dissipating a few short moments later, he mustered the strength to pull himself off the ground, only to find himself surprised by what he saw. A eerie cobblestone room drenched in blood? the sounds of blades clashing? The screams of the dying? Memories suddenly began flashing him by, forcing the veteran warrior to remember the time he had somehow been captured and forced against his will to fight for his life, all for the entertainment of the rich and the autocracy of various countries. At first he didn't want to believe it but after a few seconds had gone by and his mind had put two and two together, his mind went racing and his eyes fell into shock. Once he came to this revelation, he immediately made a frustrating, loud groan as he looked at the room's stone ceiling.
Oooh fuuuuck my life......Seriously?
His head shoting down towards the stone floor, he than sighed in defeat as he closed his eyes.
Godammit....
With another sigh escaping him, he spent another few seconds feeling pity for himself before he recomposed himself. Afterwards, he took his place at the center of the room, laying against the statue, he folded his arms in the process. It looked as If he entered a heavy trance as he begun to ponder on his next move. From his previous experience in this hellscape, he knew It would be impossible to escape via teleportation or flying, leaving only one route. While he was certainly no stranger to combat, he knew It would be a challenge on his own to escape this place, given the countless rooms one would have to fight through. Last time he was here, he had Kurama to back him up but that wasn't the case anymore. Without him? This place would be a slog to get through, especially since he have to be far more tactical now. At least they allowed him to keep his cloth armor and Murasama like last time. He would surely need them If he wanted to survive. He was soon returned to reality however when he heard two familiar voices, the voices of those blasted announcers. Despite hearing their care free tones and their lack of empathy, he waved it off with his hand, not caring. He heard it once before. He wasn't going to let it bother him again. Once the the stone tunnel was revealed, allowing him to move on, he chose instead to remain in position, letting a few minutes pass by to see if anyone would show up. If he was going to survive, he need all the help he could get.
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