9 Mysterious Lady
Crocus did not answer the phone in his hand. However, he is still not sure so he would call his mother and father. After a minute of deciding he wanted to confirm it for himself, he hung up on Jessica and called.
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Crocus gripped his hands out of disappointment.
"My mother didn't want to answer. Was she held captive? Did she want to throw me away? She approved it!? No. She must have been busy right now, and I should not be that negative."
After fifteen calls, Crocus gave up.
"Sigh. I need to confirm it with my father."
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Ring! Ring! Ring!
"What's wrong? Son? You're alive?"
Heard the voice of his father, Luther Phereon the supreme leader. Crocus couldn't help but be happy about it.
"Father, please pick me up in this park. The park with seven demon heads that I'm not familiar with. Do you know it?"
On the other side of the phone, a man with a fierce look on his face was holding his phone, with a woman close to him. Looking at the woman, Luther could only change his tone.
''So my son is alive? No, He should've forgotten about everything. I regret not throwing him into a forest. He will just disturb the ceremony and will just create a drama. I need Fuma to be a supreme leader and awaken the ancient spirit.
"It doesn't matter. His breathing is not fine, and he still didn't have a spirit yet. So he will turn into a flesh-eating undead soon. At least I don't sound a bad father to his death.''
These words were not heard by Crocus, so Crocus kept asking.
"Father, help me. I want to become a supreme leader. Please, father, please."
The sound of Crocus on the other side was like that of a Kid. This is his first time acting like this because he is planning something.
Veins bulge in his head. Luther is annoyed with the way his son is acting.
"You are not a child anymore, and I gave you everything in the past, and that's enough! Now, you need to get out or you would destroy my country! This country and I don't need a son who didn't even have the talent to awaken any of our royal spirits! I am disowning you and I am disgusted with you."
Crocus didn't reply. A drop-dead silence was between them.
"Father, is there any chance that I could become a King or a Supreme leader?"
He said in a calm tone.
Luther only shook his head as he laughed at his son.
"You!? Ha! Remember these Croci! You are not my son anymore, and I don't want to hear anything about you. I also erased your mother into existence and soon I will throw my children away to die in the apocalypse in the future. Never come back to this place or I will bury you myself."
In the park, Crocus had a dead expression on his face. He never thought that his father would react that way. His father was not like that in the past, so he was deeply disappointed.
"Remember father, I never once hated you. Even when you said those words, I never had an ounce of anger. However, I recognized the severing of our relationship as a father and son. Remember, If ever live and come back, I will make sure that you and the others will pay.
"I will make sure that whoever is with you in this thing, I will enslave the women and their future generations! I will feed their children to the dogs! Just you wait, I honor my words! Bastard supreme leader!"
Crocus cursed at his father, to make himself feel and to remember his mother in this world that was killed by his father.
Luther looked at the woman and then replied.
"You dare to say that to me!? Your supreme leader!? I wish I never raised a bastard son like you! You are a disgrace to the Family and the Phereon bloodline! And you! Will never become a King as long as I am sitting in this land!"
Crocus crushed the phone in his hands. He couldn't take it. His father murdered his mother, and he is so mad about it. However, his pride is keeping him from going crazy.
'God damn it! God damn it! I am so weak and I didn't even have a spirit animal! F*ck! How can I have my revenge and the title King if I didn't even have a single spirit on me?
'I already have gaming dimensions, so what am I scared of? Am I lacking in motivation? No! Why am I so agitated? I need to get away from this place!'
Without a warning while Crocus was contemplating.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
[ Humans of earthoran! I am back! Your favorite all system! ]
The entire world came to a stop. Even Crocus couldn't move, even though he tried to.
[ As all of you are wondering, yes! The entire world was on pause! Even the flying little bacteria that your eyes couldn't see are not moving. Errhhmm!! As I was saying, all of you are now in a game. A game that is so dangerous that you all wished that you enjoyed the last days of your peace.
[ Commit suicide? I would love to accept your soul and play with them while I am bored. Now, I am back to tell you all that you now improve your levels. By killing different kinds of zombies. A variety I mean.
[ That is all, so those who aren't immune will be turned into one of those varieties of the undead. You have an hour to have spirits before it all starts! Those who are immune can now prepare!
[ 60 minutes... 59 seconds...
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After letting all the others move again, Crocus cannot hear a sound outside this park. If they are chaotic or not.
"I don't know where I am and I feel like I'm in a random small town with a little park."
Crocus looked back at where the seven demons' carvings were.
"I have no other choice. I need to at least try it even if I die. I can't go around and find another. Just sleeping or meditating alone would take me a lot of time because a lot of things happened. With my pride, I'm sure that I don't want to become a flesh-eating undead or whatever variety that is!
"It's done or die! No more running! No more joking!"
...
"That bastard should've forgotten about me and his past!"
Said Luther, while looking out the window.
"Do you want me to take care of your son?"
Said the woman at the back of Luther. Luther however, snorted with a cold look.
"I will take care of him if he survives this first game of survival."
