The Selections.

Selections were hold on arena. All recruits were waiting for commands from instructor, and Aron as 'weakest of group was called.

"Who will you challenge?" He asked with a smile on his face. The struggle of these kids was very entertaining for him.

"I choose second in ranking." Boy scanned people and he was best target for plundering. His strength was similar to his own. Poison making and talent in poisons could be considered as rarity. Most of people had one talent and he had two talents.

"You will regret this, kiddo!" Reis expression became extremely irritated, none suspected that weakest would challenge him.

[Reis]

[Age: 14]

[Race: Human]

[Title: Poison's Edge]

[Talent: Sword(Low-Mortal), Poisons(Low-Mortal)]

[Traits: Crazy, Mutated heart, Poison resistance...]

[Skills: Mutilation, Beginner Sword Mastery, Manipulation, Poison concocting...]

'Poison edge, huh? Crazy?' Becoming crazy in such environment wasn't anything special. Many of recruits had some kinds of mental problems.

Aron choice was to use sword as weapon, he couldn't bring out any stuff from storage so the only way was to use provided weapons. Using low quality daggers was more dangerous, and there was no many other choices either.

'I would use freaking spear or mace if I could!'

"HA! You don't have your own weapon. YOU ARE FUCKIN DEAD!" Reis started laughing maniacally and did some swings with his sword.

The instructor started the battle and Reis jumped with his sword like a mad beast. White-haired boy had only one choice blocking and searching for chance to counter attack. Sword was low-quality and it couldn't withstand many hits, so risk or end up without weapon.

'I was fuckin too cocky! I could choose some trash and play safe!' It was regretful, still choice was made. You reap what you sow.

'NOW' He found right moment for attack, dodging incoming attack with leap and striking with full power. The result shocked him, Reis avoided his attack without any issue.

"I knew you will do it," Reis said with an emotionless voice the course of his attack. The boy wasn't prepared for this kind action and tried to defend with the sword. The attack was partially deflected, however, Reis made a cut on his shoulder and blood was dripping from it.

The blade was poisoned, still this level of poison didn't affect Aron's body. Wave of hand splashed blood on floor and Reis's mouth formed creepy smile.

"HAHA! THAT'S GOOD! PLAY WITH ME SNOW-WHITE!" His crazy personality started to take the steer. His main weapon was poisoned sword, however it wasn't his only way of fighting. Crazy youth was pretty good at sword fighting.

'Poison might be useless against me…still I am bleeding and my blood isn't infinite. I need to hurry or blood loss start kick in and weaken my body!' It wasn't joke, blood inside of human body is limited. Lack of red liquid can cause many organ failures from heart to other crucial organs.

Using sword as projectile was out of option, firstly it wasn't best thing to throw. Secondly, it could be dodged and his body will be completely defenseless to his opponent.

'I cannot die here!' Aron decided to use his trump card, desperate skill that he got from wild animal.

"You forced me to do it!" Aron wasn't sure what will happen after using this skill, yet it was his only option.

His veins started bulging and his mind became blank.

"ARGHHHH!" His voice became inhuman, eyes turned into crimson red color. Entire body was bulked up and vapor was coming from his mouth. Body consumed by only one desire, to kill every each thing in its sight.

"Interesting!" Aron's transformation reminded him of tribe of berserkers in another kingdom. Deadly warriors to their enemies, but not only them. Their allies weren't safe either, berserks lacked reasoning ability and attacked first thing they saw.

Reis had a weird expression, Aron's berserk wasn't something predictable. His confidence decreased a little as boy became completely unpredictable beast.

Boy didn't drop sword and started to wildly swinging into Reis direction.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Sword in Aron's hand broke into two pieces. You think, he cared about his weapon. Nothing more wrong. White-haired boy continued attacking with broken blade.

Clang! Clang! Finally, Reis couldn't defend this time and Aron pierced the stomach and shoulder. He didn't stop. Reis tried to struggle, yet stab after stab made him motionless.

"You broke my rule, snow-white!" Aron looked at him and his consciousness started coming back to him. He felt that he will fell on the ground, his body couldn't withstand this kind of power.

[Plundered: Poison making, Sword(Low-mortal), Mutilation, Poison Talent, Manipulation, Mutated Heart]

[Mutated Heart]

[Desc: Lets user have higher stamina and wounds heal easier.]

He became winner, still his consciousness was slowly fading away. Increased blood pressure hastened process of bleeding. Aron collapsed and fell asleep on ground, angry instructor said to some servants.

"As soon he wakes up. Throw him into Blood pit! Rules are sacred! None will break rules without consequences!" The worst punishment wasn't because of breaking the rules. Someone from tribunes was extremely displeased from death of Reis.

"Who is next?" Selections continued and none cared about fate of Aron. Luckiest one was third in rankings, he advanced two places instantly. First in ranking is becoming full fledged member of organization.

Aron was still unconscious, his body needed time to regenerate lost blood. Another issue was only waiting for his awakening. Being thrown into worst place in entire city.

Anesha was concocting her poisons, selections ended and her beloved pet didn't came back. She decided to ask one of recruits about his whereabouts.

"You, where is a white-haired kid?" Recruit almost pissed his pants, when he heard death asking him a question.

"He was taken by guards during selections! There are rumors that he will be thrown into pit as example!" Boy tried to please poison ivy as she could kill him without reason.

"What a regret...only he appreciated my cooking... Whatever... Let's search for a new subject." Her expression became gloomy, although boy was only subjects of her experiments. They exchanged opinions about world couple times and she liked his little odd way of seeing world.

Her mood influenced entire hall as she decided to add stronger poisons into all meals. Most of recruits will join white-haired boy in his journey to afterlife. Corpses were used into experiments and thrown into pit with all other waste.

The guards wished for kid to never wake up, it would be better if he died before entering pit. This place isn't made for living.