1 CHAPTER 1:BE A PAWN

"Their numbers were not much..... just between a dozen....or a bit more.....they seem like a group of communists ...but..... from where? What region? Us victims could only run for our lives as they started to annihilate us one by one...family members, friends, relatives, all gone in a blink of an eye. What caught my attention is that they are not.... normal. Their physical ability is inhuman...and why are they are armored like resembling knights from medieval tales...I call them THE BLACK ORDER ."

PRESENT TIME

"Huff...Huff...Huff..."(heavily panting)

That is the only sound that echoed in a dark tunnel...A desperate boy thriving to survive running away from his insentient...Full of scares and wound searching for help...

"𝘙𝘜𝘕.𝘙𝘜𝘕.𝘙𝘜𝘕!!!!!!!!" These words were the only ones uttered in the boy's mind as he was being chased by a figure in black.

"𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘶𝘳...𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦, 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘮𝘦?!?!" he groans as he sprints straight through the tunnel.

Such a miracle, Luck was on his side as he saw a person standing at the exit of the tunnel he was in.

"𝘈 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯! 𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦...𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘣𝘪𝘨...𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘴?𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱..." thinks him and as loud as he can he shouts."Help!!! Help!!! I AM A SURVIVOR!!!!" with his legs kept moving like a machine.

Step after step.Pants after groans. The boy kept running without glancing back even though the sound of footsteps was no more heard.

"I finally gonna make it....I'll survive this hell!!" he thoughts while sprinting.

Seeing he was close to the finish line he largens his steps and increase his pace. But not every day is your day...A resounding sound getting louder and louder which signals that something is approaching...

"AAAAAAAARGHHHHHHHAAAAAAHAHAHAAAAAAAARGH!!!!"

He screamed at the top of his lungs closing his eyes in pain...his body was brought to the ground. Blood was flowing a lot and continuously redden the ground...Turns out the sound represents an arrow that pierces into his right abdomen area. He shed a thousand tears due to the injury.

"I can not give up...The finish line is just a pebble's throw! That guy will-"

His jaw dropped, his expression worsened. It's like his eye was lying to him...

"Wait...I swear..... What...ha....ha...HAHAHAHAHA!!!!WHERE DID HE GO?!?!?! HAVING LUNCH!?!?"He laughed in frustration.

Hopes were shattered. Confidence is no more. Motivation, does he even have those? The help he was clinging to vanished from his sight. Tears started flowing. His breathing was unstable. The only thought he has is this moment is his end. To worsen the situation, a familiar sound was coming..He heard it louder by time... the sound of the footsteps of the figure approaching...

"I don't wanna die...I just... don't wanna die..." plead him loudly as he started to lose his voice with his eyes closed frightened.

"A prey's plead...such hallow words in hunter's ear"

A half-black-armored man holding archery equipment was standing two steps behind him. The eye of the 6 feet stares at him with a satisfied grin.

The boy chuckles then try his best to move but it was futile. He is vitally injured.

"There is no point in trying kiddo, it just makes the wound widen."

"AAAAAAARGH!!!!SHUT YOUR MOUTH!!!! I DID NOT KNOW YOU EVEN SPEAK!!! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS STUFF!?!? WHERE DO YOU GUYS COME FROM!?!?! IS THE WORLD HAVING SOME WAR?!? WHAT DID WE DO TO YOU!?!" he asked in frustration.

"Well...about that kid... I don't know how to explain but I have a suggestion" He smiled after replying.

*STRETCH

"How about you DIE and get the answer by being a spectator in this game?"Implied him reloading his bow.

"UWAAAAAAAAAH!!!!" plead like a baby closing his eyes, clenching his fists in melancholy knowing what might come next. But luckily...fate has twisted

*SWOOSH

*SLASH

*CLING

*POOF!!!!

The last sound makes the boy open his eyes. It was frightening and shocking... blood was spouting out wetting him and a huge coated person stood in front of him. The person's buff and his height are outstanding beatings the dead psycho.

"𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥...𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥...𝘵𝘰...𝘵𝘰𝘦...𝘩𝘢𝘩𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘮 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨...𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘫𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘴...𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘺 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘵? 𝘎𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴" thought him feeling relieved.

Suddenly, he started to feel immense pain. He realized that his wound is wide open and blood was overflowing. His vision started to blur, concussion's decreasing. It is impossible not to panic with that condition.

" 𝘯𝘰.𝘯𝘰.𝘯𝘰.𝘯𝘰.𝘯𝘰.𝘯𝘰.𝘕𝘖!!!!" word by word, a tear started to flow. The face he is making shows regrets and sorrow. The sound of sobbing and hiccups began.

"Oi kid, scared facing it? It is okay...If I were you it would not make a change."The man towards his direction revealing his face. Turns out...he was a SHE...

"Is this....my..end?I don't want to die... I have lost everything... family....friends... I would do anything if it's to end this hell...so please with all effort please..help me..." he begged with desperation clear in his voice.

"You want this to end? Hmm...interesting...If that is what you are looking for then you are asking the right person! Kid, I will make you an offering...your survival is a guarantee but under one condition. The condition is the first line I ask you...Are you sure?"She replied with open hands.

"YES."He croaks as he let out a tear closing his eyes passed out.....

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Here we are in a depthless and widthless space of pure black. Only silence. But it ends as...

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He regained consciousness and open his eyes. He realized he is on a bed in an empty room. With new clothes.

"Where am I?"

The boy checked all his wounds and shockingly no scars were left. It was like he was never harmed.

"You are with us kid, this is our shelter, I brought you here. You are welcome."

The boy glance through his surrounding. There was the woman who help him back then and was companied by an adult man with a thin beard.

"Thank you, Ma'am!" thanked him.

"Nope, this guy's the hero, he deserves the praise" she points to the man beside her.

"Thank you for saving me!"He nods showing gratitude.

"Good attitude, he might be worth it. You can get out of bed by now. I want to give context. " the man smiled taking fresh air at the window.

"Kid, you remember our pact?" the woman questioned

"I....." he struggles to recall

"I bet you don't remember is it so I will recall it. You have to end this hell in return."

"Oh, alright, but how can I make it happen?"

"That's when WE came in. You will be a part of us. The alliance that will beat them at their own game."

The man joins in the conversation.

"But there will be some circumstances..."He turns his side to both of them from the window.

"Another deal?!? I am tired of making promises"

"That was my deal, Now you want to do this you"ll follow HIS deal"

"𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘋𝘌𝘈𝘓.," thought him and chuckles a bit.

"Boy, what is your name?" he asked calmly

"Lux"

Finally, the name of the protagonist is concealed.

"The girl's Freiya and I'm Pierre...Lux young one, will you devote yourself to being the most courageous in the front line...The one whose steps are only to be put forward...The one who thickens his heart ready to be disposable...Will you be my pawn to once again witnessing the light of dawn?"

With one's free will, Lux's reply is positive with adamant.

"I ACCEPT THIS ROLE!" he stood proudly

And after that, they have ran out of things to say. Therefore the awkward silence starts

3RD PERSON'S POV

"Uhm..So…where is my equipment?" Lux finally breaking the vibe.

"I beg your pardon?"

"U know the drill..." he makes a small grin.

"This is a hospital and there is no building operation in a time like this."

"𝘐𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦? 𝘚𝘵𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘥? 𝘖𝘳 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘭𝘥..."

"I mean, guns and fire weapons?"

"*take time thinking* Oh, I get it, I realized that you are under a misunderstanding. We are not some sort of military organization."

"Then what are you?"

"Oh, come on kid! This is where I thought your imagination kicks in." *sigh "Fine I'll explain, I am like a mage, that has power that creates chess pieces. When a person consumes it, they will receive a diversity of power depending on the piece role. So when I say that you are my pawn that means YOU ARE MY PAWN. Get it? Insert you a pawn. Making more simple, I use magic on you boy. Same as these guys we are dealing with. That explains their diversity in appearance." his mouth filled with bubbles explaining."𝘐 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸."He thought with relief.

"....What the F-"

"I'll take confusion as a yes, both of you disperse meet the other members, Bye!" he cuts in kicking out both of them with a bright smile.