5 Weird Roommate

The march to the mining site was a silent one, almost like prisoners on their way to the guillotine. The mood was heavy, and everyone was still as naked as the day they were brought into the world. Maddison, in particular, was the one faring the worst.

'My system... is fucking useless.' A wave of nausea and frustration shook his frame. He never once thought in his entire life that he'd curse at whoever it was that gifted Isekai protagonists their broken game powers. But, in this particular situation, all he could wish for or desire was to strangle that person to death.

After all, what was he supposed to do with a sex system? Reasonably speaking, sex was the farthest thing he was currently looking for. Especially when most women around had a cock twice the size of his own, and the survival percentage being zero so far.

So how was he, the shut-in, enemy of the sun, weak and puny little he, supposed to mine all day-long? He was a sore spot in the crowd. Most were farmers, some even blacksmiths, all rippling with muscle and virility.

"Gather 'round, I'm keeping this short." The elf leading them stopped abruptly, just a few short steps away from a black metal gate, "Name's R'ysara, and you will be working for me from now on till the day you die. Now, I don't give a fuck about how others treat their slaves, but here, you make your own living. So, if the night is too cold for your sorry and naked asses? Then mine and buy some clothes. Too hungry to continue? Then mine and get some food. Got a nasty infection that will kill you in less than a week? Then just continue mining. I don't give a shit, but if you don't make enough money, then I will be more than happy to watch you die."

She surveyed the crowd, her eyes landing on Maddison for a brief second before she sneered, "What I hate the most is weakness, and that's all I see in here. A bunch of Valyfs, pathetic Earth kissers who can't handle raising a single sword properly." She seemed to smile at that, "But I guess that's just how you were made."

A few of the slaves got offended enough to glare at her. All things considered though, it didn't hold much weight when they were all but butt-naked.

"Anyway, this is how things will go - beyond this gate, is what we call the Canteen. There, you can trade-in everything you've mined in exchange for nuts, the currency slaves use down here. With them, you may buy food, clothes, water, cave maps... you get the gist of it. Long story short, those who don't work die like a swarm of moths - which most do the first month around. That way, we never have to raise a single hand, and the weaklings are disposed of." Slowly, a sadistic smile came to her face, "But do not get any funny ideas. I can tell you that Lilith's Ritual is nothing compared to what those nuns will truly do to you if I were to sell you off. So, it's in your best interest to prove my investments worthwhile."

Finally, she finished her tirade, seemingly satisfied with the grim and angry expressions of her new slaves. She then opened the gate with a pulse of light coming out of her hand. Instantly, a quiet humming sound went off and the gate opened itself. Inside, Maddison could finally see how the place he would work at was like.

First off, there were a lot of guards, like at least 10 patrolling the canteen alone. Then, the next thing he noticed was how everything was made out of stone, just like how everything has been so far. A few torches gave light to the room, where all sorts of shops were erected out of the ground.

"You start at 4 P.M, and everyone must be back at 4 A.M sharp - else bad things happen. Got that?" A stretch of silence was her only response, "Good, now go to your cells and get some sleep. You will need it."

'So they have a nocturnal biological clock.' Maddison noted, trying to grasp at any straw he could.

Somehow, he just knew. He knew that the next few days would be the worst. He had no illusions about his survival chances - they were grim-looking. Even more so with his tiny and effeminate frame - something only worsened by his days in university.

'No... I will survive, no matter what.' A resolution formed within his heart as they were lead to their rooms.

By the northwest, another black gate was built - making Maddison wonder what material it was made of. There, two guards kept the entrance secured, probably guarding their new cages.

"Oh, and if you want a better room, then mine more and rent a better one."

'Medieval capitalism at its finest.' He mused sarcastically at the sight of his new quarters. There were two beds, built out of rough mattress, and metal bars outlining its front wall.

'It is what it is.' He resigned himself before entering, the torch highlighting his butt as he bent down to straighten out the mattress of his new bed. He heard the door being locked by one of the guards, a shadow looming over him.

Taking a glimpse at his back, he saw a man staring at him. He had broad shoulders, a six-pack, and a dick just short off the mark of 7 inches - being literally at the cusp of being yet another sacrifice. A long and painfully awkward stretch of silence perpetuated inside the room as Maddison glanced at his new roommate.

"Eh- I- glad to meet you, I'm Maddison." He stumbled, a bit intimidated by the naked man. Well, it wasn't like he was used to that type of interaction.

The man just nodded before going to his own bed and then dozing off.

'Weird.' Maddison thought before laying down on his bed as well. After all, he had to gather all the strength he could for the next day.

'I can do it.' He repeated to himself, grasping his knuckles in a silent promise.