The Grand Central Stadium
Similar to its name, the place was at the central place of the capital city. Only a few blocks away from the royal palace actually.
Grand in its name, not only because of importance, because the stadium was quite valuable. This stadium not only was one of the largest, if not the largest but it was also the one where most of the significant events have been held.
The Chancion Competition, The Kings Coronation, Death’s of Martyr’s and other important events were all held here. Which is why this place being very important to the kingdom and the destruction of it was quite impactful for it later.
But I’m getting ahead of myself, that time still hasn’t come yet but its close.
I was standing at the central ground of the stadium where the fight is supposed to be. I wasn’t the only one, besides me there were a lot of other contestants too, the ones that were able to pass the second test.
Fortunately, there weren’t many of them.
Just by giving them a general glance, I could see there were almost close to eighty… ish, of them.
Hmm?... something’s wrong here.
There shouldn’t be so many of them. In the original story, only fifty-one people survived or passed the second test so why was it so much this time?
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Is it because this is the reality or have I fucked up something huge huh?
Well… speaking of fucking, I did fuck Marva and removed myself outside the wire with Samantha, so that might have something to do with this change. There were also Jacob and Alice too, but their story is either too insignificant or will happen way ahead in the future for it to have any impact now.
But you can never know how time works…
Shaking at the thought, my eyes saw the figure of Arthur standing far away, opposite to me by the wall.
In the original story, because of the sudden attack by an elitist maniac at the stadium, there was a change at the end. Because of the bravery of three people, the maniac was defeated by them and the causality rate was low.
So to award those three, who also happen to be participating in the final test, the kingdom gave a leeway to them and accepted all three of them as the winners of this competition and invited them to the academy.
But with what happened with the original competitors and now, I can say that might change too…
The original three to win these were Arthur… because he’s the fucking protagonist, Xavier a guy who has a rival and I hate but I’ll also help you complex and another guy who could not stop blabbering from his goddamned mouth.
You want to know why the fuck am I so annoyed by that bastard, It’s because the motherfucker was standing right next to me, blabbering about how cute the children on the podium looked and how much hardship he had endured to reach this place.
Now being the stand-up guy I am, I could just tell him that those kids were here to see his demise or his parents only threw the weight of responsibility upon him because they knew he would win and get them a luxury fucking apartment!
But I didn’t.
You know why?
Because all said and done about the blabbering bastard… he was strong.
I mean extremely strong.
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I look down at the commercial beside me. He stood at 5.4 foot, wore big glasses and had his hair turned to the side like a dork. He’s clothes themselves were a normal white shirt with many small blue stripes while he wore a normal long black pant.
In all words, this guy was a dork, but I didn’t call him out.
Not because I was one at my past life… though I was. It was to check him out.
I wasn’t just listening to the guy about his past, but I was also listening about his fight style, which god knows why but the guy kept spilling about without me even asking him.
Still, my patience could only run so much before I picked up my sword and slashed him in half.
"Wow… that’s a great story." I said in the blandest way possible.
The dork, hearing me and seeing my bland face, scratched his head and shy fully looked down, "I’m sorry. I started blabbering again, didn’t I?"
"Well… you were running on so… a small difference."
"I’m sorry. I don’t always do this. It’s just that this has been my dream from childhood and I worked a lot hard for this. Just thinking about the early mornings and late nights that I trained hard with my bow until my fingers bled from the strings and it made me whizz. Then there was the occasional bullying from the village kids and the punishment from father for not being able to complete my work for the day. Then came my brothers… all of whom are nice people I tell you but they all did many things to make my life as miserable as possible. But my mother is great, she never made me do harsh things nor said anything ba-"
"kid… Kid… KID!" My enhanced tone shook him up from his yammering as he felt shy again.
"Ah- Ah… I’m sorry! I did it again, didn’t I? I-… I’ll go somewhere else and stop bothering you, sir."
"Before you go, shouldn’t you try to make amends?" I said as he stopped, turned around and looked curiously at me with a tilt of his head.
"How do I do that?"
"Why not start by saying your name."
"Oh!... It’s Farrow, Wilson Farrow."
I nod, "Alright then, Wilson Farrow. I’m Henry Van Tax but you can call me Henry."
His eyes lit up brightly as he said, "You’re a noble… that’s… so… cool."
My brows shook up at him, "You want to tell me something, don’t you?" He nodded slowly with a bright look on him. I sighed deeply, "Alright do tell, but don’t make me bleed my ear-"
A long while later…
My ears have gone numb some time ago listening to this guy. He just doesn’t stop… whenever I think he is about to finish, the fucker goes around and changes the topic like changing the seasonings of a flavored dish without real research.
"I… I’m sorry." The guy was so embarrassed that he was even bowing to me. Now I could tell that he was actually very sorry and just wanted to talk… but that doesn’t… shouldn’t stop me from killing him in the exam now, should it?
I shake myself of the troubling thought and pat a few times on his shoulder… hard, "It’s okay. I understand you have some problems… and as a very nice and upstanding guy, I would like to help you but you got to also try, Wilson."
"Yes, Mr. Henr-"
"It’s Henry, Wilson… just Henry."
"Alright… Henry." He gave me a stretched smile, "Can you maybe… stop patting me so hard?"
"Oh… I didn’t notice." I stop my hand and mentally also stop murdering him in horrific ways and ask, "So now that I know almost everything about your past, present and possibly the future, tell me… who do you think has the most chance of winning this shitty thing?"