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★ WEEK ZERO: ???

A MYSTERY

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The sound of soft music which starts off soft, but slowly becomes louder over time. It's relaxing music, at least. But if that isn't enough to rouse you, then perhaps the sound of the voice that speaks up will.

"Wake up. If you do not, you will die. I do not wish for you to die." The voice is not discernible by any means; it is, however, a soothing voice that can be seen as both male and female, young and old.

Once awoken, you will find yourself in a lounge that is vastly different from the one they fell asleep in. And not only that, you will also find yourself completely and utterly alone. The voice seems to be coming from somewhere, but it's hard to figure out where. The room itself seems to be rather large, too. If you take a peek behind the couches, you will find a whiteboard and some markers. The table in front of the couch has food of their liking as well.

But more importantly, you may find that there are doors to other rooms in here - one on the far left and right - the one to the left provides a walk-in closet full of weapons galore, magical or otherwise while the one on the right provides protective gear. The rooms, however, don't seem to be humanly possible, as they seem to go on forever; they look like they are maintained by magic of some sort.

Nevertheless, the voice will eventually speak up once again, as if to remind you that it's not a hallucination or dream, speaking up in that calm voice:

"Hello. I suppose you are wondering why you're here, after being taken away from your home and brought to Town A. Do not worry. You have not left. This is just an area that the others cannot access without a special key. Now then, I bet you have some questions. Go ahead and ask them, if you would like."

And now, the floor is yours, to do as you please. Although it might not be wise to simply ignore the voice.

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[It doesn't take him long to wake up. He's sensitive to these things thanks to his 'previous life' of an assassin. Though it's the person's words that really get to him. 'If he doesn't wake up, he'll die' and with that he sits right up and looks around. Honestly, this looks even different from where he was before...

...how many of these trips is he going to go on?

He gets up to look at the whiteboard to see if there's anything there and specifically at the markers.

Then to the food-- he doesn't touch it though. He doesn't trust anything quite yet. Perhaps he's being overly cautious, but he feels like he has every right to be.

Though it's the room that capture his attention, especially the ones with all the weapons. He doesn't use protective gear all too often, so he'll look at that later.

But tde weapons. The weapons! There's no doubt that as much as this makes him uneasy, he's also excited. After all, there was a reason he used to work at a weapons' store.

Though he turns to the room when he hears the voice.]

I have a lot of questions, to be honest. What exactly is going on and why am I here? Why are you showing me this, specifically? And...

What did you mean when you said that you 'did not wish for me to die'?

[That gets him the most since he legitimately was just saved from a suicide mission by a girl who can't keep her nose out of anything...]

It is simple.

[ The voice remains soothing as ever, unbothered by the multitude of questions that are thrown at them. ]

If you died this early, Fav would probably be rather angry and the game would be thrown into disarray. As for your other questions... the reason why you are here, and the reason why I am showing you this is because you have been chosen, purely on luck, out of all of the twenty people that have been brought into this town. I honestly should apologize, since the role you are given until you leave is not exactly a pleasant one.

[He keeps looking around the room trying to find the 'source' of this voice. Dammit, he can't sense anything. This is bullshit... At least that's how it feels with his frustration, right now.

He's normally calm, but this... person... is just saying the right things to really upset him.]

Luck? What kind of bullshit is that? Tell me what my role is and maybe we can start talking.

[He's definitely smiling, as he goes back to the weapon room to seek out a pair of dual swords. He's not going into this unarmed.]

It can't be worse than what I've done back home.

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