- She is the epitome of beauty. But how can he love her truly if her mission is to end him?
Here at the bottom, it will be more difficult for me to find the way because of the monsters chasing me and I know there will be more of them later. I will lose even more chances to find the way when every twist and turn of this maze changes again. I have to go upstairs.
"Right!"
When an idea entered my mind, I immediately climbed the vine and waited for the bird to bite me. Up here I can see everything and those disgusting monsters can't chase me. I can also escape from this bird more easily unlike them.
I let the bird take me away. The more he flies at me, the faster his thrusting becomes more windy. When I got a closer look at the center, which was about a few meters away, I grinned. I hope the way is here. The way must be here!
When I was under the center, I elbowed the bird again. I fell straight to the ground but that's what I thought.
The ground shattered like glass. Everything was dark and I felt like I was drowning. When I saw the light, I immediately went down to it.
When I got up I caught my breath. I'm in another place. What surprises me is that I'm sitting here in a bathtub. I was holding both sides. I seem to be on another floor now. I succeeded before an hour was up.
"Magnus Lewis Walker, king from the Verdania Kingdom. Are you ready for the Fifth Gate? You can go up and out the door right now. You need to be out of the room within five minutes before the matchmaker catches up with you. On your first run the mechanics for this floor will be told."
I was finally at the Fifth Gate. After this, I will be halfway through. But what is there this time? The place looks scary. I felt like I was in an abandoned house.
Magnus
I got up from the bathtub. My clothes were so wet that I was embarrassed. Water will drip from my body. I only have a few minutes to get out of this room.
It's dark around, there's a torch in every saying. I saw a table by the side of the door so I walked towards it. There is a mirror on the table and three keys. Looks like I'll use it for this floor. I immediately put on the glasses and was impressed. I just tried a pair of glasses with night vision lenses. I could see the room clearly even though it was dark.
The key jingled as I put it in my pocket. The room rang because I didn't realize five minutes had passed. It shakes and feels like an earthquake. When the door opened I screamed.
In all my life, I was just scared now. A tall monster entered. His eyes were two buttons, with a large mouth with many sharp teeth like needles, it was also bloody. He is not wearing any clothes so his broad chest is exposed. Its hands and feet are long and sharp at each end. I was about to run when his mouth suddenly grew.
He beckoned me closer to him with his sharp hand. It's just a prick and no fingers so I don't know what to call a creature or monster like him. All I know is that he is disgusting to look at and I don't want him to touch my handsome face as well as my body.
"Get away from me!" I shouted and immediately kicked him to cut off his tentacle.
I ran. I was still soaking wet from earlier but doubled over now because of my sweat. The only time in my entire life I've been so alone was because I was touched. I'm leaving this floor right now!
I quickly ran away from that creature. I heard its scream. When the monster's screams stopped, the advertiser's voice echoed, always giving warnings, greetings, and instructions.
"Greetings to you, King Magnus from the Verdania Kingdom. The Fifth Gate begins now. You must not be caught by the fetcher or the creature chasing you. You must find the locked doors and use the keys you hold. You can stay on that floor forever, but you can't leave until you find the doors. This floor is like a game. You'll have to hide when the fetcher yells and when you die you'll be back. First, you're welcome, King Magnus. Your speed, senses, and strength will be tested here."
That monster is called a fetcher. But the fetcher looks different from the shows I've seen in the theater. That seems to be the matchmaker in this world.
I never stopped running. I noticed that I still had drops of water on every step. I have to take off my clothes. I have no other choice!
I took off my top and jogging pants. I just threw it and ran faster with my vampire speed.
When the monster screamed and I heard its footsteps, I entered a room. I hid behind the cabinet. I forgot to close the door so I cursed in my mind. The messenger entered the room.
It looks really scary. I just felt him. I felt that he was going to peek behind the cabinet so I hid on the side before quickly going back again just as he was about to catch me on the other side. Sensory strength, that's where it can be tested. If it was a vampire I would have been caught because he would surely hear my heartbeat.
When the monster left I slowly went out. I listened to the footsteps. It's far away, so I went in the other direction, which is the same direction I was running earlier.
I was just running straight when I saw a burn. Surprisingly, there was a burn here when there wasn't much use in the place except the furniture.
I looked at it and just in time, I saw a map. I grinned and immediately entered a room where I could hide. It's hard for me to hang out while checking this map. Maybe the fetcher will suddenly catch up with me and swallow me.
We are exes, but how can I have him if he is now a king? From a nobody to a king, from the weakest to the strongest, he rise to the top. Can I match him up and get noticed again?
Being inlove with a royal means an endless battle of inheritance. Love doesn’t guarantee you power, but the other way around.
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- Being the strongest does not guarantee him success. Can she rise on top and be with the girl he loves?
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