1 A Cult?

Now a day it rare to go somewhere and not see mix breeds between the races one of these mix breeds happens to be Max.

Max was a normal 16 year old half-Beastman kid in the year 4021 besides the fact he's part 28% of without any ability. Max has been bullied his whole life for not having a ability.

Last day of school*

"Oh hey max, i'm kind of need a favor I need you to meet and a few friend of mine a 3:00 in the old shed behind the school" sammy said while laughing.

"Why should I" Max said while showing no concern

" listen pal I tried saying it the the nice way make me ask again and i'll just force you to come with me then" Sammy said clutching his fist with a smile.

"Ok fine " max said still not looking at Sammy and couching his fist, knowing there was no chance he could best Sammy

After class at the old shed*

"What is this a cult" Max said while looking at 4 people with blood red robes while yarning.

"Hold your tongue" one of the men with the robes said with clear disappointment in his voice

"calm down he will be dead soon" Another on of the robe men said while removing his hood revealing that he was Sammy

"What does that mean" Max said while laughing a little awkwardly

Sammy walked up to him and then nocked him out with a blow to the stomach. When Max woke up he was in a circle blood with his hands missing ,tied up, and a gag in his mouth.

"Ah so your finally awake good it time to began " one of the robed said while the others stated to chant some nascence.

The whole time Max was trying to scream and get out of there but with no luck. A few minutes went by but for Max it felt like years could of pass by, but finally the pain went away and the chanting finally stoped and everything stared to blur. That when a massage popped up infront of him.

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{do yo wish to live}

{Yes/No}

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Max "Yes"