Slavery

The Red Mountains.

Stone Extraction Cave #000761.

In a dark cave, a 14 year old boy kept hitting the hard surface with his pickaxe trying to find and extract precious stones, which was hard for him and his thin arms and legs with barley any hair on them. Are all 14 year olds so pathetic as him? Just look at his girly figure with those hairless skinny members and his long dirty black hair. When was the last time he took a show-

" SHUT THE FUCK UP, MAN! WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU ALWAYS MESSING WITH ME?! YOU'VE DONE THIS EVER SINCE I WAS BORN!"

A bald orc-like dude just popped out of nowhere behind the boy and proceeded to slap the back of his head.

"Who do you keep talking to? You lowly bastard. I'd love to skin you alive if I could however I'm not allowed to yet."

The bald bastard's name was Dave and he was one of the guardians that keep the slaves working and locked in this place.

" C'mon bro just let the kid live! He's got luck on his side. Last week he extracted 12 silver ranked magic stones and 2 golden ones."

The man who said this was Mike who also popped out of nowhere and is Dave's brother and colleague.

He was almost 2 meters tall with long brown hair and the nose of a witch. His face was full of acne and some of his teeth were missing.

He got close to the boy and whispered in his ear

" Just give me a chance, Damian...If you do what I want you'll live a much better life compared to the other slaves.. No one here catches my eye other than you. " he said as he slowly caressed Damian's thigh

Damian's mind was filled with fantasies of dismembering and torturing this disgusting roach.

However that weirdo was a 3-Star Dark Mage and 2-Star Swordsman.

The boy could never win against a double class ex-mercenary.

" Are you fucking sure? One day I'll chop his head off and eat his eyes." said the boy looking towards me

How did he know where I am? Well, I'm everywhere.

" When do I get my powers, you dumb ghost?"

Powers? Who do you think I am? I'm not a god. Just train or something.

" Then why do you exist? Why do I hear you all the time? Who are you? "

I'm just doing my job. I was told to watch you and document your life as you're supposed to become some legendary being. However I don't see any talent in you. You suck.

" I see...Then the reason why you started talking more lately is because my wonderful future is starting now, right? "

....

" Thank you, ghost. Watch carefully "

The kid started smiling as he got back to work.

...

04:25 A.M.

' I've been a slave for almost six years...The ghost began being truly active a few days ago. Talking about everyone and everything around me as if writing a book. Based on what he said my story begins now. I must hurry up.'

While all the slaves were sleeping, Damian took out a knife he stole a few weeks ago from Dave.

He walked up to an old slave who was snoring and lied down next to him putting his right arm under his head and covering his mouth as he slit his throat with his left hand.

It was his first time killing someone but he occasionally thought about murder.

His heart was beating so hard as he felt the warm blood gushing out and before he knew it he was lying in a pool of blood.

While being in the blood pool he felt something he never felt before. An insane thirst for the blood next to him.

' The smell is just amazing...I wonder how it tastes'

Following his primal desires, Damian began licking the blood on the dirty floor.

' Amazing but not enough '

Damian got on the old man's corpse and took his heart out using the knife. It took quite a while to do it.

Damian was holding the bloodied heart in his hand and as his eyes shined a bright crimson he took a bite. And then another one.

He ate it all.

After committing such a crime, the 14 years old Damian didn't feel any shame or guilt.

He just wanted a new victim.

And around him he had 50 more.

' Work starts at 5:30 A.M and now it's 4:40 '

As he was thinking about killing he felt his heart aching. The blood running through his veins was boiling and his muscles felt like they were ripping apart.

He managed to keep silent just by thinking about his victims waking up.

After the pain was gone he saw that there was steam coming out of his body. He stood up and looking at his body he noticed some changes.

' My muscles grew a little and my skin isn't pale anymore. I think I'm taller now. '

Damian began smiling realizing that he had a power after all. He needed to find some details though.

He took a knife and began stabbing people in the heart while keeping them silent.

After killing 3 people he didn't feel that physical burn anymore but there was a different feeling.

It was like there was a string attached to the corpses and him.

He got close to a corpse and tried to feel the string more.

Damian closed his eyes and felt the string attached to his heart. There was mana being transferred through it.

' This is the first time I felt mana '

The more he concentrated the more power was transferred to him. After just one minute the string attached to the corpse disappeared.

' Well slaves don't really have that much mana so it's normal '

Smiling in the darkness there could only be seen his glowing red eyes.

" Let the feast begin "