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“Don’t worry. You guys would definitely love it.”
“….”
Only this words were heard outside as the ten people got locked up in the TV room.
A moment of silence for the ten players who got misled. A moment of silence for the ten fools who dug their own graves. A moment of silence for the ten people who no longer exists…
And finally a moment of silence for the ten to peacefully straddle the fence.
However, it was too late for the hopeless team to prevail. Ten people straddled in the room as they all listened to a cold voice.
His voice is getting colder and colder as he spoke and the temperature that is initially high suddenly dropped to zero degrees. All people froze up when they heard the next words.
“Whether you like it or not. You’re gonna go.”
The creator plainly said as the man in suit in the TV screen flicked the cigarette ash. He casually smoke another puff and finally pressed down the cigarette to the ashtray.
His face was cropped on the screen, only his jaw and his thin lips were visible to the viewers. The ten people silently watch him speak as the eyes followed his subtle movements on the screen.
His posture was elegant, his suit was definitely expensive and his face should be very handsome. It was only the few features they have seen but one can already guess that he’s rich.
Ah this man is a billionaire. A god who accidentally descended the Earth. Everyone thought silently as they ogled his body on the screen.
The ten people tensed up as they heard the harsh click of tongue. The man just ‘tsk’ at them!
They all stared at the screen and deeply scrutinized the person who planned to send them in the gates of hell.
This man here was the true ‘Creator.’ He still maintained the mysterious charm. As if it’d kill him if he show his face. Everyone really want to jump on the screen and strangle him.
Would it kill you to show your face at least. We’re already in a life and death situation but you still wouldn’t show us your face.
If only they could vent their anger on him. They’d long have done it.
Who knew he could look like this? A handsome, dominant, male god who descended the earth just to casually say. ‘Hey, you guys will be sent to different dimensions to save countless worlds! I’ll give you a huge sum if you successfully completed the tasks.’
Who cares? We’re not those insane fanatics who’d you can command for free!
The Creator coldly stated that they don’t have a choice but to obey.
We don’t want to! Who cares about that?! We are humans too! Who cares about others? We’re not some heroes who want to sacrifice ourselves to save worlds.
A big ‘NO’ were plastered on their face. Even if you offer us a huge sum, we humbly refused. Everyone suddenly felt disgusted towards money.
Everyone: You sickening trap. We shouldn’t have believed you from the start.
The money who just got mocked: ???
Everyone’s eyes grazed through the screen and the creator clearly saw them baring their fangs at him. Although, the truth was really aggravating. It’s their fault to be stupidly lured by money.
The money who got mentioned again: ???!!!
The Creator, however, didn’t take it to heart and casually dropped another bomb.
“You’ll get amazing abilities depending on the world you choose.”
Still no. Everyone scoffed. His very person is becoming more and more disgusting in their eyes. Still trapping them into submission huh. No way they’ll fall in the trap again.
Even stupid people have prides you know!
The Creator sighed. It seems that wealth and power wasn’t enough. They already squeezed him dry. How much reduction do you want. My powers are already on it’s limit. You know.
He thought for a while and finally made up his mind in one thing. If they’re hesitating up to this point then only that reassurance would suffice.
He then slowly said.
“Alright. You won’t die.”
However, the people still have doubts. Byul knitted his brows. The credibility of his words seems impossible. The people in the room solidly agree that they won’t do it however, with that high reassurance, some hearts would of course waver a bit.
Like the certain fool who raised his hand…
Yenn then asked in a serious manner. “So if we get hurt, broke our limbs then lost an organ. What will you say?”
Everyone stared at him with a deadpan expression on their face. Hey, Hey, no way that would happen. Bro, you’re totally scaring us!
Yenn tilted his head and raise his brow innocently. “Well you never know. We need to make sure.”
Everyone who supposed to refuse: “…”
The Creator was silent for a while as he stared at the unidentifiable human being. Was she a girl or was he a boy? He really don’t want to know.
He playfully stroked his chin and eventually said.
“Rest assured. You won’t die.”
“But we’d get injured to death. That’s even worst than death!” Everyone scowled.
“Well at least, you won’t die.” The Creator bluntly replied.
“F***k you. Who cares about that?” Yenn glared at the screen and the initially silent room was flipped into a noisy scuffles.
Everyone contemplated on the matter. If they won’t die it’s fine! What’s more to refute, you’ll come back alive yeah? Let’s just agree!
Byul silently stared at the screen as the raging background behind him was noisily arguing. The Creator simply stroked his chin as he watched this ‘guy’ blatantly look at him.
Byul then asked the Creator in a serious manner.
“So this said abilities. Does it have some kind of regen compatibility?”
The Creator only smiled. “It depends.”
“Alright.”
Byul then turned to everyone and firmly shouted. “I’ll go.”
Everyone paused and silently look at him. Byul just look back at them and awkwardly smiled.
The Creator hummed and all of a sudden Byul disappeared in front of them.
Everyone gasped and look at the big screen. The man just leisurely smiled at them.
“Well. I guess someone is smart enough to agree.”
The Creator stroked his chin and casually smiled at them. He lightly snapped his fingers. After a few seconds, there was a rumbling sound and a huge black hole suddenly appeared in front of them.
Everyone gaped their heads as the others instinctively back off. However, as if there was a strong magnetic field in front.
Their bodies were forcibly pulled into the void and everyone was sucked into the black hole. Wtf?! They struggled hard to get back on the room however, a weird hand seems to be clutching their feet making their movements futile.
Everyone cursed as they look ahead only to see that the gap was already shrinking. As the entrance was closing in. Everyone could clearly see the evil smile on the Creator’s face.
“Well. Good luck on your first world.”
Nooo…….!!!!!!!
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