"A what?" Flashy asked and everyone had the same question.
They never heard of a symbiote. That was a new word for them.
But not everyone was clueless. There was someone who had heard the term before.
’They have a symbiote here?’ It was Pablo.
’Well, they have Elves and Dragons so symbiote isn’t that rare.’ Pablo answered his own question.
"Do you know about the symbiote?" Cupid asked.
’You haven’t heard about it? Have you seen any movies of Earth? There was a symbiote there.’
"Oh. Then I don’t know. I like novels more than movies."
’Then just focus here and you will get to see what a symbiote is.’
"Okay."
Pablo and Cupid stopped talking and Graham answered everyone.
"We have designed something for our soldiers. It’s still in the testing phase and you will be the first to try it. The first lucky person among all the soldiers will be you. Isn’t that great?"
"Great my ass. You just want me as a lab rat." Flashy retorted right away. His joy of winning was short-lived.
"No. You are wrong. We have tested the symbiote on many people and after many trials and errors, we have made it work. Now it’s suitable for you. We believe that you will not be harmed at all by that." Graham explained.
"You ’believe’ that? Dude it’s about my life. How is this even a reward if there is a risk of dying? It’s a punishment."
"No. It’s definitely a reward. The symbiote has a special quality. It can increase the power of your Ego ten times. Heck, if we work hard then in future, this symbiote can also help people to increase the rank of their Ego. This is a reward, Flashy Rail."
"You are just specul-"
"Accept it, Flashy." Pablo interjected. "You are worrying about its side-effects. But what if it worked? What if it really increases your power? You won’t be a coward anymore. And most importantly…"
Pablo landed the final blow.
"Your father will be proud."
Flashy twitched. "You think so?"
"Yes. You will be a strong man just like he wants. And you might regrow your eyebrow again."
"Alright. I am ready, old man." Flashy accepted the reward.
"Great. We will call you after the final phase of the test, which is the assignment, is over. And don’t worry, you won’t die during the assignment." Graham said.
"So I won’t get the symbiote right now?"
"No. Not now. After the assignment."
"Alright." Flashy agreed to wait.
"So what about the other rewards? You said some more people will get some rewards." Hustler reminded.
"Right. Pablo Castillo and Adolf Hustler will get some reward as well. They at least figured out that there was an impostor."
"Just share the reward." Hustler just cared about the reward.
"Alright. Both of your rewards are the same. We get lists of assignments and we randomly select candidates for random assignments. But you two will get a chance to choose your own assignment. That’s a good reward. Mind you." Graham revealed the reward.
"Good enough." Pablo was okay with that.
"Sure." Hustler accepted it as well.
"Alright then. Congratulations to all hundred of you. You passed the last test." Diablo said and clapped.
No one else clapped. They were all tired.
"Anyway, let’s change locations, Diablo." Graham said.
"Sure thing." Diablo snapped his fingers and now everyone was not on that big ground anymore.
They were inside a big house and in front of them many doors were present.
Numbers were written on each door and Pablo saw the last number.
’Hundred. They are for all of us. A room of our own. Nice.’
Out of a thousand candidates, now only hundred were left.
"As you can see, behind the doors there is a room. You all got your room for now. Your assignment will start the day after tomorrow. Which means, you really got one day off. Isn’t that nice?" Diablo shared the details.
"Finally. Some peace."
"Will there be food?"
"Can I take a bath there?"
"Don’t worry. There is food and all the basic things inside. You can rest. You passed three tests after all. We’ll meet the day after tomorrow. Good rest, everyone." Diablo said some parting words and snapped his fingers.
Like that, Graham and Diablo disappeared and no one could care less about that.
They ran straight to any room they found and closed the door.
’All the rooms must be the same design. And why are they running? There’s room for everyone.’
Pablo watched everyone going inside and he also saw someone coming towards him.
It was Hustler and Pablo let the man come.
He stood beside Pablo and Pablo waited for the man to speak.
"Why do you want to join the military?"
’What a way to start a conversation.’
"Why do you ask?" Pablo replied.
"Well, if I sympathize with your reason for joining the military then I might let you live. I won’t kill you."
’Too much arrogance. He takes his name too seriously.’
"I won’t share my reason. And it’s fine if you don’t sympathize with me. You are free to kill me…" Pablo turned his head at Adolf and smiled.
"If you can, that is."
"Fine. Killing it is."
Adolf said his part and went inside one of the rooms as well.
"Not a good man, is he, Czar?" Draxus asked, standing behind Pablo.
Pablo sighed. "I won’t judge someone on that."
"So you will let him live?"
"I never said that."
"Then?"
"Just like he said, he will come to kill me and as always, before he can kill me, I will kill him."
"Right." Draxus stopped talking.
"And Draxus, tomorrow we will have a talk. The room beside Adolf is empty. Go there." Pablo ordered.
Draxus nodded and went to the room beside Hustler.
Now only Pablo and Flashy were left standing in the corridor.
"You killed so many people today. Indirectly. I wrote everything." Cupid said.
’Not now, Angel. Do your retort after this whole selection process is over. I have to kill some more.’ Pablo replied and ignored everything Cupid said after that.
"What now, Boss?" Flashy asked.
"What? You don’t want some rest? Get lost and make sure to check the room before you sleep. And also when you get that symbiote, make sure it doesn’t overpower you. Don’t let it take control of your mind."
"As you say." Flashy did some kind of salute and went inside a room.
"Now my turn." Only one room was empty now and Pablo walked towards it.
It was the last door, numbered hundred. It was the farthest and no one wanted to walk that far so they all chose other rooms.
Pablo didn’t mind the long distance walk and finally reached in front of the door.
He looked left and right, saw no one and then went inside the room.
There was light inside the room and before doing anything else, Pablo checked the whole room.
He looked under the bed, and there were no small statues in the room so no hidden cameras should be there.
’I don’t think there are cameras here anyway.’
Pablo checked every nook and cranny of the room and after making himself sure that everything was safe, he went to the bathroom.
He cleaned himself. He took one hour to do that.
"Now I feel good." Pablo now felt fresh.
There was a table inside the room and a bowl was kept upside down.
Pablo picked the bowl and there was a plate full of food.
"Finally. Something to eat. Wait, what if it’s poisonous?" Pablo stopped his hands.
"You are so skeptical about everything. Just eat. They won’t poison their own candidates." Cupid argued.
’Oh yeah? Were you even watching the events today? They turn everything into a test. What if now they want to see if we are smart enough to figure out that there is poison in the food?’
"You are thinking too much and why are you talking through your mind even now?"
’Just how dumb can you be?’
"Wha-"
’If the military people are still watching us then I don’t want to appear as if I am talking to someone. They will call me mental or worse, they will try to investigate. So it’s better if I speak like this.’
"Oh. Right. Makes sense. But about the food, you are really thinking too mu-"
"Candidates."
"Who’s there?" Pablo stood up.
"Don’t get alarmed, everyone. It’s Diablo Resmira. There is a speaker in your room and that’s how you are hearing my voice."
’They have speakers in this world? Nice.’
"The announcement I am about to make isn’t that important. I’ll just take one minute of your time."
Pablo paid attention.
"If you all ever paid attention to the tests that happened today, then I am sure you all must be confused whether to eat the food kept on your table or not eat it. What if it’s poisonous? What if it’s also a test?"
"Good timing of the announcement." Pablo wanted information about the food.
"Worry not, young ones. The food you all have in your room is safe and healthy. You can eat it and have a good night’s sleep. That’s all. Over and out. Hey! Don’t touch my dick, old man.."
Diablo stopped talking but the last part freaked many people out.
"I hope they are just playing around." Pablo commented and finally started eating.
Cupid stayed silent, letting Pablo eat in peace.
After thirty minutes, Pablo was on the bed.
It was quite comfortable and without any minor dialogues, Pablo closed his eyes and drifted to sleep.
———
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"From now on you are Pablo Castillo."
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"Kill them for me, Pablo."
"Kill, Pablo!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Kill for the Fuhrer!"
"Kill for Adolf Hitler, Pablo!!"
THUMP!
"Motherfuckerrr!!!"
Pablo fell down from the bed and obviously, woke up.