Gene-Altering Experiment[2]

   Alex's brows furrowed slightly at the man's words, and he instinctively tried getting up again, only to find himself restrained by the metal straps.

   The anger within him ignited once more, and he violently pulled on the straps, trying his best to break them off.

   He pulled to the point where the metal straps peeled his skin, and nis wrists started to bleed. Nonetheless, it was to no avail. 

   "Get these things off! Hey!!" He shouted, gnashing his teeth in anger.

   "What kind of luck do I have…" The blonde haired man muttered, with a wry smile on his face.

  It was Alex's screams that woke him up, taking him away from the blissful dream he was having.

   If his hands weren't tied, he would have smacked them on his forehead in annoyance. 

   "I already said it's pointless, stop shouting. You're disturbing me." He said. "I doubt this is the first time… something like this is happening."

   "You doubt…?" Alex muttered, turning his head back to the man with messy blonde hair.

   His wrist and ankles were stinging with pain from the wounds left by the restraints, but he didn't seem fazed in tbe slightest.

   "Yeah… over the last ten years. They've done things like this… human experiments, on slaves."

   "Why else do you think some of 'us' suddenly disappear?" He muttered, letting out a low scoff. "It's better to enjoy this short moment of 'bliss', cause I doubt any of us will survive this."  

    'That's right…' Alex mumbled inwardly, his brows furrowing into a frown. He gnashed his teeth together in frustration, and memories of all he had witnessed and been through started replaying in his mind.

   "Damn it…" He muttered, pulling violently on the metal restraints.

   This caused the straps to dig into his flesh even further, and thick red blood slowly trickled down his wrists.

Drip!

   The blood pooled around his fists, slowly dripping on the surface he was lying on.

   "That doesn't matter… if they've done this countless times… it doesn't mean I'll just accept it!" He said, his eyes burning with rage.

   What he heard didn't surprise him in the slightest. The people of this kingdom, and even the world at large, didn't consider "duds" like them to be humans.

   It was a very rare condition, one that could only be found in one out of a million people. A condition where a person was born without the ability to harness 'Zet', the psychic energy.

   The age limit for awakening Zet was eight, while the more talented ones awakened their psychic abilities before that.

   To the world of Zenon, not being able to channel or contain Zet meant one was cursed.

  Those with this "condition" were casted down into slavery, and anyone who tried to protect them would be publicly executed.

    Alex clenched his fists in anger, to the point where his nails dug into his flesh.

   The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. 

   However, he wasn't just angry, he was frustrated… at his weakness. 

   Despite all of this happening, he couldn't change a thing, all because he was too weak.

   He gritted his teeth in annoyance, before slowly letting out a heavy sigh, to calm himself down. 

   "Besides, how do you know about all this?" Alex said, turning back to the strange man.

   "Ahh… what could be more obvious." The slave with messy blonde hair said, slowly closing his eyes.

   "I didn't "know about it". It was all just a speculation of mine, with how many slaves kept disappearing for no reason." He paused for a few seconds, before speaking again.

   "I'm not even sure… I just know we're in a terrible situation." He swallowed a large gulp, taking a few seconds to say his last prayers.

   "Those scars around your body… you're the infamous Alexander, aren't you?" He suddenly asked, opening his eyes back. 

   "Huh? How'd… you know?"

   "I've heard a lot about you, the scarred king. You're really popular you know?" The man said, his lips curling into a wry smile. 

   "Don't say it like it's a good thing…" Alex mumbled, clenching his fists in frustration.

Swiishh!!

   Suddenly, the glass "pod" at the far end of the room opened up, causing Alex's eyes to widen in shock.

   He instinctively turned towards that direction, still confused about why they gathered them here. 

   From where he was, he couldn't properly see who laid there, however, after straining his eyes a little, he recognized a familiar spiky brown hair, protruding from the side.

   'Isn't that… 'that' boy?!' Alex eyes widened in shock, as the realisation hit him.

   The boy was still asleep, and a man in long white coat and thick googles calmly stood in front of him.

  In his hands was a large syringe, with a strange red fluid bubbling within it. 

   Sticking out from the tip was a long needle, and the sight of the sharp, gleaming tip sent chills down Alex's spine. 

   'What the hell is that…?' Alex thought, gnashing his teeth.

  "You! What are you doing to him?! Leave him alone!!" He shouted, pulling even more violently on the restraints.

   Nonetheless, the straps didn't budge in the slightest, and the man didn't even turn to him. 

    He squinted his eyes at the large syringe in his eyes, and his lips slowly curled into a sinister smirk.

   "Finally…" Alex heard him say, as he gently tapped the tip of the syringe for some reason.

   Suddenly, the man pointed the syringe at the boy, before stabbing it into his chest. 

Spurt!!

   Blood spurted out of the wound, as the needle pierced into the boy's chest.

   "Arghhhh!!!" His loud scream reverberated across the room, and his scrawny body violently trembled in pain.

   "What did you do to him?! Answer me!" Alex shouted once more, gnashing his teeth in anger. 'Damn it… I can't even free myself… I can't even do anything!!'

   Just then, his eyes caught sight of someone, standing on the other side of the glass dividing the room.

   It was a man with pale green hair, and wrinkled skin. He was seated on a large chair, which hovered in the air, nonchalantly observing everything going on.

   "W-what's he doing here..  why is he here…?" Alex mumbled, his eyes trembling slightly in shock. "Is this all your doing… Port'hov?!"

  "Hey Alex…" The man muttered, his lips slowly curling into a wide smirk.

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