NIGHTMARE(2)
Chapter 2 : NIGHTMARE(2)
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[ WORLD HUNTER BAR ]
A Towering Building, 117 floors high, it seemed to be competing with the height of the Prophet's Tower.
On the outside, Every floor was finely furnished with shiny glass, that reflected the moons image to the perfection.
At the 115 th floor, a man dressed in a completely black formal suit, sprinted in the hallway in a particular direction. His eyes were narrowed, he was short of breath, worries were etched on his face.
Reaching in front the door, around 10 times the height of himself. At the very top of the huge door, it was written in bold words-[ Chief Of Staff].
The door opened automatically, giving a mysterious vibe from inside, hesitant the man collected himself and entered in.
huff.. huff.. huff..
Files and papers reaching the roof were stacked in the whole room, it was a complete mess, to the point that even the floor was covered with papers, leaving no space to even walk.
The outside view across the glass was breathtaking, with the Prophet's tower directly in view it seemed to be stretching past the clouds.
" Chief... Chief...?"
' don't tell me, the chief has...'
[ Snoring...]
A grandiose desk with stacks of paper was situated in the middle of the room, a name plate [Mr. Victor Calanthor], with an empty chair, the snoring voice echoed from under the table.
The man rushed to the side of the desk, only to find a man in a formal blue suit, sleeping while cuddling a pillow, his face hidden due to his eye mask. .
" Chief.. ? "
Hesitant, but he has to, gently with his hand he pushed the man.
" Chief...?"
" What is it...? " A soft yet authorative voice questioned him.
" Sir, I have a report to present...."
" Tomorrow's meeting! Bring it there..."
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" Why have you not left yet...?" Angered, yet calm, the chief asked, exuding an intimidating dark red Aura.
Hesitant, the man's throat dried, unable to even speak a single word the man couldn't even manage to stand straight, falling on all fours, struggling to breathe.
" You better have a good reason." Collecting back his aura, Cheif sat straight with his back supported to the desk.
On the brink of suffocation, the man was again able to breathe. With a long inhalation, he handed a small device from his shirt's pocket, " Chief, Nine minutes ago, exactly at 11:59:35 P.M., the 137th catastrophic tremor was recorded."
Removing his eye mask, a handsome young man in his 20's with long silver hairs and eyes containing black iris and red pupil, clicked on the device, which began a projection of a graph, showing an abnormal sharp spike.
Standing up straight, victor walked towards the glass and pressed something on his digital watch, with a tensed look in his eyes, he asked, "where is the Red Fort Army....?"
Looking at a small screen in his hand, the man explained, "they were deployed 6 minutes ago, and will be reaching the Tower in... 1 minutes 12 second..."
The glass in front of the victor automatically tilted horizontally towards outward, becoming a platform for him to walk out.
Strong wind entered the room, turning the mess into shit, every single paper of sheet was floating in the room.
Unhesitating Victor stepped on the glass, that was hanging 115 floors above the ground.
The man behind him stood on the edge of the room, holding the bars, he shouted
" Chief ! Any orders? "
' is this going to be another Nightmare...?' With his eyes fixed at the tower," Evacuate the city... and deploy the shields of Bar "
With these words Victor jumped off the glass.
The man behind him was still standing their in Awe, 'what the fuck... This man is completely Nuts... '
ON THE T.V.
[ Breaking news ]
Female Journalist : " we have brought for you the most recent news, according to our sources in the World Saviour Bar, Today, the 137th catastrophic tremor of this year was observed, with it's origin being the Prophet's Tower.
The city of saviours has been facing the time of troubles and the saviours have been constantly putting their lives on the line to protect us from any threat that may spawn out from that Horror Tower.
Just now we have received information that the evacuation has been ordered, we request you, if you are hearing us from there please comply with the Authorities."
Two young girls in their 20's, one with long black hairs and other with short blondish hairs standing in front of a T.V. shop, were watching the news from outside the shop.
The girl with the short hairs spoke up, " so that's from where we felt that earthquake earlier."
The other girl pulled her, saying " let's go, it doesn't concern us, we are far away from where all this is happening. "
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Anthony stood right next to the dead body of the 15 feet tall red scaled dragon, lying dead on the ground, with it's jaw shattered and an unrecognisable face he blankly stared at it, while something from inside the body of the dead dragon tore his belly and popped out.
It was Budd, wiggling on the ground Budd crawled to Anthony and got absorbed in his feets, and then suddenly popping in his hands, handing him a dark reddish glowing stone.
These stones are called Gems, Gems that fill up the whole Prophet's tower, the only places where these gems can be found are the Prophet's Tower, the random dungeons that rarely spawn, and the creatures found in the Tower and the dungeons.
Based on the ferociousness of the creatures the quality of the Gem might change but the Gems which are found lying in the dungeons and The Tower are not that precious, or to be more precise they are now in excess, to the point that the civilization has replaced the nuclear and thermal energy with the energy stored in the Gems.
But still, the precious ones, those that can only be achieved by hunting the monsters, specially the ones achieved by hunting monsters of high level, are something for which the world leaders can begin a War. The greed still has no limits.
The level of these Gems can be understood by understanding the color of a RAINBOW, that is [ VIBGYOR ], where the Violet is the most occuring and the least valuable since it stores very less energy in it.
While the Red are the most precious ones to the point that the total number of Red gems out there in the world could be counted on the fingers.
A single one of them holds energy that could run a whole country for several years.
Blankly staring at the Red Gem in his hand, Anthony sighed, with no sign of happiness on his face, as if, to him, the Gem in his hands meant even less than dust.
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