《I came to the world to become a villain》 The Gods game Chapter one: The Gods game ___________________________________________________________________________________ At a golden table resting on a marble floor in a large room.Two people sat playing a game very similar to chess. Both were gods and the stakes of this game were that of a number of worlds, they both governed going to the winner of course. ¡°You should give up Veronica my dear sister¡± a young boy with golden silk clothing, blue eyes and long blonde hair touching the floor mockingly called to his sister sitting at the left side of the table. Veronica the participant on the left side of the table, the polar opposite of her brother wore a long black dress barely covering her heavenly body, that matched her long jet black raven hair and black scary yet beautiful eyes A small smile rose on her ruby lips, Her brother had the upper hand with currently 130 of his 145 pieces on the board. While she had none with only 25 pieces remaining. Once her pieces reached 0 she would lose. But hope was not lost she had yet to play her trump card her champion. ¡° For my next turn I give up my 20 pieces for one champion to have a second ability and I also give him my blessing and summon the remaining 5 of my pieces to the world¡± The crowd that was watching went speechless ¡°HAHAHA my my sister is this world so important you use your one and only blessing? Yet alone sacrifice 20 pieces for the summoning. What a waste sister this is your last turn, But just to satisfy my curiosity who are you summoning as your champion?¡± This book is hosted on another platform. Read the official version and support the author''s work. Veronica lifting her arm made a mirror appear to show a broadcast of her champion ¡°You cant be serious THAT Is your champion?¡± her brother said his child like voice filled with disbelief Looking at the screen she smiled at the young man who she had chosen as champion, his name was Kris Ment at first glance a average causcasion human. Small in his world at 5¡¯5 with brown hair, hazel eyes and average of the mill slender body. Average in his world but extraordinary in her eyes, Kris had caught Veronica¡¯s eyes when she was flipping through her magic mirror at beings of other worlds. What made him so special was well silly as it may sound she fell in love with him at first sight even though he was only 15 years old at the time and her being well way older by centuries. Veronica casting her black eyes at her brother ¡° once I defeat you and my other siblings controlling time and space, I shall take him as my husband and you will bow at that things feet¡±. Her brother laughed ¡°so be it I wont judge you in your taste of men, I only regret he will die first¡± ¡°we shall see¡± ¡°I bet it all on you my champion, prove my love for you.¡± Veronica whispered to herself as her turn began. Chapter two Author notes: Was going to originally include this in chapter one but decided to split it instead. My first time writing hope you enjoy, open to feedback ______________________________________________________________________________ Chapter Two: The so called Dream It was a strange dream opening his eyes nothing but darkness could be seen. Except his arm which he examined they were a bright yellow light color. But was this a dream? Kris Ment didn¡¯t recall falling asleep; racking his brain he tried to recall the day¡¯s events. Starting his new college life, that was the highlight of his day well not really. It was just like high school people in his classes quickly paired talking sharing things about themselves. Except for Kris talking was like a curse if he opened up people would eventually dislike him. His short eighteen year old life experiences told him so, so instead of mingling with new people he sat at the back not calling attention to himself like he was not really there. The rest of the day was nothing but playing video games on his laptop, maybe he fell asleep playing? But wait, in a dream can you recall the day¡¯s event so well? While pondering this, bright white words appeared out of the darkness like lightning in front of him. They read: TITLE OF DARK HERO ALONG WITH HER BLESSING BESTOWED BY GODDESS VERONICA TO HER CHOSEN CHAMPION KRIS MENT. ¡°Huh, wait, what?¡± Kris let out his thoughts. More words began flowing very fast, like the opening credits to Star Wars followed. Some, not even in English, Kris only managed to see ¡°Enhanced Strength¡± before the words departed. Must be details of the so called ¡°Title or Blessing,¡± I guess, Kris concluded. CHOOSE YOUR SKILL CLASS more words followed including a chart with the words (War Mage) ¡°Swordsman¡±, ¡°Archer.¡± They were all written in tabs along with many others scrolling out quickly in front of the bewildered Kris. This narrative has been purloined without the author''s approval. Report any appearances on Amazon. "A truly ridiculous dream, but I¡¯ll play along. It is my mind dreaming such things anyway¡±, Kris thought to himself. ¡°I choose ¡°War Wizard,¡± Kris decided. It was an obvious choice for Kris in these types of games. Magic was helpful. Along with the ¡°War¡± in the title, this choice must have the ability for casting many powerful spells for combat. CLASS ONE SUCCESSFULLY EQUIPPED CHOOSE SECOND CLASS ¡°oh I get two¡± smiling humoring himself in this dream. A new chart followed with more choices. ¡°Swordsman¡± after briefly looking over each one Kris concluded a mage also needed a sword. Magic alone could take long to conjure spells. Having a sword would benefit greatly. HOLY SWORD WIELDER OR DEMON SWORD WIELDER ¡°Demon sword¡± Kris answered the non-talking words in front of him. WAITING FOR PAWNS TEN SECONDS TILL SUMMONING Kris shrugged his shoulders, should be a fun dream Kris would soon realize this was no dream. He had been pulled into infinite space to equip him for the god¡¯s game about to begin. __________________________________________________________________________ A large creature watched figures in black hooded cloaks drawing s summon circle on the ground. The creature watching was filled with excitement the demon hunt had begun. His name was Thorax a being who had been summoned by the golden god. ¡°It has begun by command of your king and our god kill all the demon god¡¯s followers¡± Sparks began to appear in the circle the figures had drawn. Standing up, giving the command to the small army of hundred men hidden in the plain. ¡°Kill them all¡± Chapter three Author notes/ Sorry for the wait Chapter is kinda short the next one will be longer Have exams next week so may be awhile again for next chapter to be released Hope you enjoy . feedback/ tips always appreciated..:) __________________________________________________________________________________________ Chapter three: Fight Then Flight Going from complete darkness to a green meadow, Kris was in awe at how real the wind and even the sun¡¯s warmth felt on him he barely noticed the surroundings. ¡°Kill them all!¡± a masculine deep voice could be heard. Pulled from his senses finally focusing on the scene before him, figures in dark robes unsheathing swords as figures in golden armor ran at them. ¡°this is, umm, very life like,¡± Kris let his thoughts out surveying the surroundings. WHOOSH! An arrow went past his head. It was so close that the air from it tickled his nose. It was almost real. Then something that shouldn¡¯t happen in a dream began as he felt a pain. It was more like an agitation, like that of a sliver in his arm. It woke him from his delusional dream. This was reality. Quickly looking at his arm an arrow stuck out of it but what was more strange then seeing an arrow was his arm it had now turned a grayish color looking more muscular and strange black lines ran up it. Hesitantly pulling the arrow out lucky it wasn¡¯t deep but it was more painful pulling it out. The chaotic battle of people shouting cursing crying filled the air looking behind him, Kris saw 5 very odd looking people like him they were dazed and confused looking around the battleground. ¡°this ones special, boy come here quickly¡± Looking towards the voice Kris saw a man with a dark hood holding a black staff. Except it wasn¡¯t a man its face was like a deflated balloon with orange color skin and dark eyes with no pupils. The man was extremely calm even though figures were dancing with death around him. ¡°he wants to rape me¡± That was Kris first thought, looking for an opening Kris dashed away from balloon faced weirdo, lucky he had sneakers still on his feet. ¡°wait come back¡± This wasn¡¯t a dream. As he began running, Kris found a normal looking woman with brown hair in a ponytail wearing a golden tunic with a matching golden cloak carrying a sword. Not caring that her sword was stained with blood, Kris called out to her. ¡°Please save me, I don¡¯t know whats going on here!¡± The woman looking at him, flashed a sadistic smile as she raised her sword into a charging position. Yelling ¡°Die monster!¡± she charged at him. ¡°Wait! Stop! I know I look weird but I¡¯m the same as you.¡± The woman didn¡¯t stop. She slashed her sword sideways at Kris. Kris began moving back the fastest he had ever done before he managed to dodge the strike by falling backwards on his butt. Kris¡¯s eyes filled with tears and shock as the woman raised the sword with both hands intending to slice downwards at a unarmed Kris. ¡°Please, no,¡± Nearly sobbing begging for her to stop, he called as he timidly held his hands up. Bracing himself and relying solely on instinct, Kris tried to block his head from the sword swinging downwards about to deliver the fatal strike. A case of theft: this story is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation. Still watching her through now tearful eyes Kris saw something strange. She wasn¡¯t moving, but looking more carefully he saw that she was moving except incredibly slow. Her eyes filled with anger and shock, went wide looking around trying with all her might to swing faster. It was only for an instance in the next moment a large fury beast running on two legs charged into her ripping her into the ground clawing at her. Both went hurdling over a few feet from Kris. He was in shock at what had happened looking over seeing the wolf clawing the woman to death. Blood gushed out the woman who was already dead her eyes still in shock. Kris¡¯s reason fled him he lost sight of all the chaotic sounds just sitting dumbfounded looking up at where the woman had just been. A strong grip held onto Kris¡¯s shoulder moving slowly as he looked at the hand. It was a large figure holding a black staff. The man he had run away from. ¡°You are very lucky, and very stupid. Boaaz come let¡¯s leave quickly.¡± The man motioned over to the wolf beast who saved Kris as soon as he was close. A light engulfed the three and soon they vanished from the battlefield. _________________________________________________________________________________________ Standing Thorax looked down at a woman''s body her eyes open with a shocked expression forever engraved on her dead body. Her torso was ripped to shreds with many claw marks all over her, he had known this woman named Francesca they had both been sent to this world as heroes by the great god Osnir to slay demons sent by the evil god. ¡°pitiful¡± Thorax with no pity in his eyes called looking down at her. She had been chosen by god to eradicate demons and yet she died. But this was going to be fun, he had caught a glimpse of her killer. It was a grey like humanoid, he had frozen her with magic. He was stronger then all the others and the only one sent by the evil god that had killed a hero chosen by Osnir. ¡°how many of the demon god¡¯s chosen devils escaped¡± Looking behind at his subordinate a small man in his eyes, a relative of this world waiting for an answer ¡°three were found dead with the evil gods mark, two others in groups with demi-humans headed south and east. And the other he just vanished from the field¡± ¡°humph I know, when Vera and Kinsley get here have them go after the two in the groups, I want that grey one¡± ¡°but sir he just vanished we have no idea where he went, how do you intend to find him¡± ¡° Osnir gave me a great gift to help me with my hunt¡± Touching a small red dot on his right hands palm a small map popped up which only he could see , showing two red dots east and south there was one north that was very faint. Now facing the direction north picking up his huge axe with eyes turning red, ¡°What a great hunt this will be¡± He whispered as he began charging north to hunt an interesting prey. update Not a chapter Too all who have read my story first of all thank you I will be focusing on another one of my stories so i will not be updating this one as much BUT i will continue to write this Royal Road is the home of this novel. Visit there to read the original and support the author.I bit off more then i could chew with multiple stories and i felt like my work on all was suffering Again srry to those who follow my story, updates will be slow