The Insidious villain (2)

Lliw stepped into the 3rd floor and behind the receptionists desk was a young man with a handsome face with Dark hair swept into an elegant bun.

He had a guitar in his arms and he gently stroke it, evoking a soft melody.

He was sitting lazily in the chair with his feet resting on the desk.

He lazily opened an eye when Lliw stepped in.

" Seems we have a guest." He said lethargically.

" Erm hello" Lliw greeted respectfully.

" En, come fill this form" the young man strummed the guitar and a piece of paper flew out and landed in his hands followed by a pen.

The young man went back to lazily strumming his guitar.

Lliw studied the piece of paper before him.

There were only a few questions.

" What is my preferred method of combat?" Lliw read out the questionnaire.

" hmm…well, I usually use Warrior-type classes but I wanna try something different this time." He thought.

"Magic Swordsman" He scribbled onto the paper.

He then proceeded to answer the rest of the questions, they were pretty straight forward.

" done" He passed the paper only the young man.

"mm." The young man took the paper and lazily scanned it .

" I forgot to mention that you can only choose from the beginner occupations" The young man said.

"ER…which are?" Lliw said

" Mage, Warrior, Thief and healer" The young man said.

"…of course once you're stronger you'll be able to advance your occupation." The young man said.

" Well that's ok, but can I change my occupation if I don't like it?" Lliw asked.

" Erm, sure" The young man said lazily and closed his eyes while continuing to strum his guitar.

" ¶Anyway quickly fill in your occupation and leave¶" The young man did not speak but his voice came from the music.

Lliw was impressed.

" What is your occupation?" Lliw asked excitedly.

" A Bard of sorts.." The young man said not willing to say any more.

Lliw was excited thinking of the future where he was a badass.

He didn't even think about which class he'd choose and randomly filled in Mage.

"Ok, go on" the young man made a shoo-ing motion with his hand.

Lliw ignored his less-than-commendable Attitude and just hurried Onto the next floor.

As Lliw stepped foot into the 4th floor, he heard a strange melody and suddenly found himself in an open field with many different flowers sprinkled around him. The field was actually the top of a mountain and below it were many different kinds of rocks, dirt and dead trees.

It stood out quite elegantly in this world of death and mediocrity, it was true excellence.

Lliw watched incredulously as a gust swept some flowers turning them into petals that danced in the air until they formed the image of the young man.

He wore ancient robes that Lliw was sure would make him the fantasy of many girls of all ages.

" Ah right, I forgot to tell you one last thing. Be careful and watch out for the old man at the top. Alright, good luck" The image of the young man said before dispersing into countless petals and before Lliw could digest any of the things that had happened, the entire space turned into countless petals, dispersing into the void.

"…ah?" He was shocked to find himself on the 5th floor.

" Eh? How did I get here?" He thought. He had an idea that perhaps, the fourth floor was the space that he had just been in.

" Come dear boy" A powerful voice crashed into Lliw's head making his brain hurt. He fell on his knees and clutched his head hoping to block the voice.

He felt his vision blur and he wanted to barf but he used all his willpower bro suppress that urge.

The sensation only lasted for a second before it disappeared but that short second was enough to leave Lliw gasping in the floor, out of breath. His clothes were stuck to his body as a result of the sweat he just secreted.

Lliw slowly there's himself as his vision finally returned to him.

He calmed his breath as he took a look around the room.

There was a single small tea table with 2 chairs, on of them occupied by an old man with grey hair and a white beard.

He wore a simple yet elegant purple robe with a golden trim.

On the small, exquisite tea table was a small tea pot and 2 cups.

" Sorry little fella, take a seat" The old man said in an old yet energetic voice.

" …" Lliw felt apprehensive of this old man but he also understood that he couldn't escape the old man either so he reluctantly took a seat.

The old man excitedly poured some tea for him.

" Hehe This is Violent King-lemon Honey tea, incredibly rare." The old man said with a proud expression.

" There's less than 10 batches in the whole Violet Zone" He continued.

Lliw didn't say anything and just gave a fake smile. He was too worried about the warnings he had received from the lower floors and wondered what horrible thing the old man was going to do to him.

He was prepared to. Fight it out even though he knew that he was not the old man's opponent.

" Anyway, this is where you will have to fill in the last piece of information about yourself." The old man said amiably.

"Here, once you finish your tea, fill in this final form" The old man said.

"Mm." Lliw was too eager to leave and simply drank the scalding hot tea in one gulp.

~Bang!

He did not even have the opportunity to scream in pain as his head hit the table.

He had passed out.

The old man revealed a sickening expression as he slowly licked his lips while fiddling with the passed out young man's Cheeks.

He let out weird laugh, everything had gone according to plan