A SYSTEM????

Awoken by the sound of clanging our mc has found himself in another world, join us as we go through MYSTERY and ADVENTURES!!!!! leave your thoughts and Ideas and constructive criticism in a review, this is pretty much my first time writing so I am here to listen Sleepy is just an alias for him rn Not my photo just using it this is also being edited and co-wrote by my cousin so it may take awhile everyone try to be patient with me please

Psycho_Paradox · Fantasy

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4 Chs

Where am i?

CLANG!

"WAKE UP AN' EAT YA GRUL YA MAGGOTS!"

I awake with a start by a man I don't recognize.

"W-who are you?" I ask while still groggy, stuttering on the first words.

"YER WERST NIGHTMARE BOY NOW GET THE FUCK UP!" The man replies harshly,

throwing a bowl of something foul smelling and luke warm all over me and departing.

Stunned and angered by the outburst, I try to calm myself by checking my surroundings.

"Fucking asshole..." I mumble under my breath.

"Where...am I?" I ask myself quietly as I'm inspecting the damp cold stone which I find myself to be laying upon.

'It's jagged and cracked. I can see moss and vines growing out of it. The same goes for the

walls, but no windows, just sliding cast iron bars to keep me in.'

"Yer in Bayler Pent, boy." A deep somber voice calls out to the south, breaking me from my

thoughts.

I look but see no one.

"You must be in the next cell over, and why do people keep calling me boy? I'm 20 years old,

about to be 21." I call out to the voice.

"What ya talking 'bout boy? Ya looked barely 12 and sound bout that too. Don' know what they

put ya here for. Noone leaves this place." I hear back.

"12?" I think out loud, "that makes no sense. I'm 20, I was just about to go to sleep and then

next thing I know, I'm here." I call back.

'I had to have died or something and reincarnated, now I'm here.'

"Ugh, anyway, tell me about this place." I call out.

'Might as well get as much info as possible.'

"Ell,i don't know much but Bayler Pent isa privately owned prison made to keep people out of Bayler's business, unofficially of course. Officially...it's a high security prison made to keep the

worst of the worst."

"....." Silence.

"Ya still there?" he calls out again.

"....FUCK! SHIT! Fuck shit shit shit shit." I start cussing indiscriminately.

— 10 minutes later

"GOD FUCKING DAMNIT!"

"You good?" the voice askes.

"Yeah I guess, anyway what's your name?" I ask.

"Just call me Sal."

"Aight, then call me Sleepy." I tell Sal.

'No reason in giving my real name, plus I might as well change it later.'

"Well, I'm gonna try to get some sleep, Sal."

"AHAHAHA alright sleepy."

As I lay back on the cold stone, the hard surface hurts, but eventually I manage to sleep. As I fall

a sleep there's a sound

*DING*

*SYSTEM NOW FULLY INTEGRATED*

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