Karma

In a rather Princely Castle, on a secluded part of the Nest lay a dreadful environment of thunder and death, Muscles and Short were in a meeting with Fat.

"Did you check him out?" Fat asked.

"Yes." Muscles replied.

"Any thoughts on the matter."

"He doesn't seem to have manifested yet."

"Hmm. How can the one closest to God not have manifested? He must have done something evil. Why didn't he drink the elixir?"

"His reply was rather simple, he simply wanted to live and didn't trust the potion due to his suspicions."

"What are your thoughts?" Fat questioned.

"Should we let him be?" Asked Muscles.

"If he doesn't drink the potion, how will he be useful?" Fat was skeptic.

"It's because he is the closest that we shouldn't make him drink the potion."

"I don't think so."

"I think we should leave him be, if he's the closest, wouldn't tying him down, delay his manifestation."

"It would rather bring him closer, but he would be tainted."

"What's the point if his tainted, wouldn't that make him useless."

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"Let's watch and see."

"It would be a pity to ruin things since we got this lucky."

"What ever, we'll come back to this matter in the future, after all, the closest one to the higher beings is not something simple to talk about."

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Abel was feeding the pigs.

Reah was watching him feed the pigs.

…

She burned in anger as she looked at him.

'Why was he feeding the pigs.'

'He wouldn't even look at her, but at some pigs.'

She grabbed her hair and tussled it around like she was going crazy.

"Ahhhhhhhhh."

"What's wrong with the group leader?"

"I don't know, she's been acting like that all morning." Chase was sweeping the court yard with a broom

'What was so special about some malnourished pigs, and how did he get the head captain rank.'

'Did it have anything to do with the pigs?'

Reah had just been made the Group leader for room 2W250L.

"That bastard." When they had met on the first day she had checked him out and sized him up. She had declared that he was no match for her, he was not a threat to her plans, the Illegitimate in the room was more of a threat than he was, and will ever be.

Then he had one upped her, and shoved it down her throat before she had a chance to react.

The Nestor had come in this morning and suddenly announced that Abel would be the Head Captain, although Reah and the group were massively shocked, they couldn't compare to Beeve.

He was frightened, but he calmed himself. He believed Abel would be scared of him after they had dealt with him, and wouldn't dare to make a sound. He had a large following so Abel wouldn't be reckless, and he would steer clear away from him, as any action against him would be considered an insult to the Nestor. They couldn't bully him any more, in broad daylight, but they could deal with him privately, was what they thought, but the moment Muscles left, Abel took control of the crowd and he promptly called them out.

He made them shove their head in pig dung. As he had fed the pigs well, there was a lot. Some had even begun to wonder if he had planned this all along since he never got rid of the dung. Poor Abel only planned to use it as a manure, but this was good too. It was fun.

The Nestor had just left so the boys were afraid to disobey. If they did, would they be damned?

Abel promptly rearranged the order in the pigsty and put things back in place. He would let Beeve and his clique live in front of the pigsty, he'd be raising more pigs now. What better way to pay them back than by treating them like the pigs they were. He would keep them next to the Sow ad her young all they long, if he had a word for it, he would call it sweet-revenge.

Beeve and his cohorts were nauseous from the smell of the pigs, they were getting farted on by the pigs. Watching the pigs eat nauseated them, their oinks enraged them. Sachi the Sow had even winked at Beeve.

Oink, Oink.

"Eek!"

"Ugh."

As if that weren't enough they had to sleep in the open, like the pigs in the pigsty. The harsh cold, windy and dry conditions were enough to make them go crazy, but they knew they couldn't surrender, the situation was much to their disfavour.

Their teeth chattered from the cold as they lay huddled up in a corner, shivering on the floor.

Abel had actually given them some hay to use as blankets, but they had rejected it, due to their pride.

He couldn't care less, it was none of his concern, this was their karma.