The Empire's Secret Killsquad

Prologue

An artificial environment. That's what we- the Users grew up in. A place with greenery, clear skies, wide lakes, lagoons and stone forests.

The description I just gave might make it sound like heaven, but in reality, it was something else.

Us, the Users are required to undergo training in this environment to be able to efficiently and boundlessly use 'Force'. Force is the term used to name this feeling of power within us Users.

My name is Aether Nightblade.

I woke up here in this place and was told that, I suppose I have no reason to refute this. Today is a Friday and 3 days from now I will be having my force value measured. An event that decided the future of a User.

"Zzz..", the sound of my friend snoring pulled me away from my thoughts. I peeked out of my bed to see all four of my roommates sleeping,

The one snoring carelessly was Arthur Lamniforme, the one sleeping on the bed on my right was Venti Dawnbreak and the one on his right was Nevera Daylight.

Arthur had crimson hair with streaks of white and as if matching his hair, a pair of crimson eyes. He had a creamy white complexion.

Venti had black hair with violet tips and a pair of turquoise eyes. He was of white complexion like any other person. Nevera had snow-white hair and azure blue eyes with skin like alabaster.

As for myself, I had white hair with red tips, a pair of blood red eyes and a white complexion.

To be honest, most of the Users looked pretty much the same. Almost all of us had white hair or a shade of blonde.

The room we stayed in was a pretty large one with our beds lined side by side and each of us having a research table and a force meditation circle. We also had individual toilets and private mini libraries, we had access to the gymnasium, the dungeons and the gates.

Sounds good doesn't it?

Our schedule asks of us to wake up at when the clock strikes 5 and get ready for class in exactly 10 minutes to then head for body training and melee tactics classes.

This would go on till 7 AM and then we get a break 1 hour during which we have our breakfast and health examinations.

8 AM onwards we would be sent on commissions in the artificial forests to hunt down or collect certain things, each one of us would have 5 commissions to complete in a time of 1 hour.

Failure to do so would result in the unfinished commission being carried on to the next day.

For every 20 commissions we complete we would get a dungeon exploration key, through which we can enter the material dungeons with our squad or allow another squad to enter.

At times with the permission of the Professor we are allowed to team up with other squads and enter the dungeon. All items obtained within the dungeons had to be given to the Watcher for examination and determination of further use.

All of the Users are equipped with repulsion gloves for combat purposes, until of course our force value is determined and weapon of descension is decided.

Might still sound good right? I mean it might be difficult but where's the fun in doing something easy.

No.

What is morning? What is night? I do not know the answers to these questions even with years of studying. The only sunrise I've seen is one portrayed by a simulator. Stars? Never seen them.

In short, I-no, we've never been out of the Classrooms. We don't know who our parents are or where we came from. I've never seen a person of the opposite sex. We've only read about them in books.

I know that there are people outside this place. Where are they? We aren't humans. I know that.

But then what is a User?

Why do we look exactly like humans? Humans can't wield force, but we can. Is every place the same as this place? I don't know that either.

All the knowledge we have is from books.

We've gained all the knowledge we could from books. We've studied Physics, Botany, Zoology, Organic Chemistry, Inorganic Chemistry, Arithmetic, Geometry, Astrology, Economics, Engineering, Sociology, Geology, History, Crime, Law, Medicine and even Philosophy.

We're even taught a strange type of martial art- Phantom Fist. It takes over 12 years to get the basics of this form.

I am 18 years old, a senior cadet at the classrooms and only now am I learning the forms of this martial art. Being a part of the Empire's killsquad, failure is not tolerated.

Each move is filled with killing intent. There is no room for wasteful movements. Only absolute precision. We are told to factor in the air resistance, force vectors and even the angle at which we strike.

A system in which the mind and body must have perfect synergy.

That's what this martial art is all about.

My group was the oldest batch of cadets at the classrooms, 18 years of age. We would be commissioned soon and be on active duty. There were 4-year-olds in training too.

It was their 1st year, so they would have it a little easier than us, but if they failed to keep up with the training. They would become a terminator unit.

The worst nightmare of a User was becoming a terminator unit.

I know a lot of people who became a part of that set. But I survived. We survived. Out of the 200 cadets at the start of the training, only 25 survived. These 25 made up a total of 5 units.

Unit 05- NightFox

Unit 04- BloodHound

Unit 03- DeadFalcon

Unit 02- SakuraPsycho

Unit 01- MadDoctor

And finally, my unit.

Unit 00- FiveLeafClover

You know, it's really hard to explain things.

I don't know much about myself. I don't know anything about myself.

All I know is that I've been living here for a long time now.

I want to leave.

I decided to give my thoughts a rest.