Stories at the Crossroad. (completed)

Stories at the Crossroad. (completed)

last updateLast Updated : 2021-08-05
By:  carljoe  Completed
Language: English
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"Now that's done let me explain the rules of the new game. You are going to tell me a story. All you have to do is survive the story. Simple right?” In order to save the person he loves, Anderson decided to use whatever means necessary. That resolve took him towards a path he never thought was possible. The story is a little slow but it is quite the fun read. Hope you will join us on our journey with Anderson and his road to survival and power.

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Chapter 1

“Black, why did I have to wear black?” A man trekked along the dusty roads which were deserted as the sun blazed down, occasionally creating mirages. For as far as his eyes could see there was absolutely nothing, which made you wonder why a person would decide to risk his or her life to come to such a heaven forsaken place.It did not help at all that he wore a black leather jacket over a black V-neck T-shirt. Yeah, very smart of him. The duffle bag hanging over his left shoulder was not making his walk any more comfortable. His car with his comfortable air condition had already broken down more than a few miles back. It was part of his stubbornness after all, because he was told the place he needed to find no car could go, but he still tried bringing it anyways. Not that it mattered to him anyways. In a way he was happy. It meant he was on the right track.Maybe the only consolation was that he was wearing his favorite jeans; a well faded tight-fitti

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56 Chapters

Chapter 1

“Black, why did I have to wear black?” A man trekked along the dusty roads which were deserted as the sun blazed down, occasionally creating mirages. For as far as his eyes could see there was absolutely nothing, which made you wonder why a person would decide to risk his or her life to come to such a heaven forsaken place. It did not help at all that he wore a black leather jacket over a black V-neck T-shirt. Yeah, very smart of him. The duffle bag hanging over his left shoulder was not making his walk any more comfortable. His car with his comfortable air condition had already broken down more than a few miles back. It was part of his stubbornness after all, because he was told the place he needed to find no car could go, but he still tried bringing it anyways. Not that it mattered to him anyways. In a way he was happy. It meant he was on the right track.Maybe the only consolation was that he was wearing his favorite jeans; a well faded tight-fitti
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Chapter 2

As he opened the lid he stared at the red liquid for a little while, letting his mind wander to how he procured it. He took a deep breath to try and calm himself but it did not really work. The putrid smell emanating from the now open container did not make things any better either. He pulled out a paint brush, dipped it into the red liquid and began painting a circle connecting each pole to each other. Next, he painted a hexagram in the middle of the circle with each edge touching the circle.He finally finished his ‘art’ with a few signs and symbols some similar to the ones on the poles and a few others different from the other. Even he did not really understand even after the old lady explained it to him while they carved the symbols. He could not, for the life of him, remember if they were Arabic, Sanskrit, or both. It might be a whole other language, who knew?Standing straight with his red dyed brush in his left and the now empty container in his righ
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Chapter 3

Immediately the hexagram painted on the floor began to heat up and burn increasing the already high temperatures in the area. Suddenly, black smoke emerged from the burnt hexagram converging in the middle of the circle as different faces and hands kept trying to force their way out of the smoke. Seeing the terrifying phenomenon happening right before his eyes, he surprisingly did not feel any fear. Only elation. The faces and hands in the smoke looked like they were trying to race out with each dragging the other behind.In the ‘back’ of the smoke, if that even made any sense, there was a peculiar face. Anderson would have missed it, if he hadn’t felt a chilling stare. When Anderson made eye contact, he saw the face smile. It begun to draw closer and closer until finally a humanoid figure walked slowly out of the smoke. The moment it did the inscriptions on the poles lit up slightly before dimming once more. The face of the figure was somewhat blurry and it
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Chapter 4

It was at this time the golden eyed demon blew out red smoke out from his mouth. The smoke traveled towards the edge of the still lit hexagram but was obstructed, as though there was an unseen veil preventing it from moving out. This however seemed to agitate the red smoke even more. The eyes of the golden eyed man began to glow as the red smoke began to pound hard against the ‘veil’ more furiously, over and over. The flames in turn flared up even more fighting back hard to prevent the red smoke from moving out.After a few tries, the smoke just stilled and moved back to the golden eyed demon as it just merged back into him. If you looked closer you would see his eyes no longer glowed and just the same way. The flames, after the smoke returned immediately died down as the hexagram returned to the burnt dull state.Now properly looking around starting from the hexagram and its symbols to the blood circle connecting the wooden poles to the trinkets and ring b
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Chapter 5

Anderson reached into his duffle bag once more and pulled out an old rolled up tattered scroll. He smiled wryly to himself as he looked at the scroll in his hands. Thinking to himself what a terrible idea it was, he tossed it to the trapped Suit and watched as it floated a few inches from him. With a snap from Suit, the scroll burst into bluish black flames and was reduced to nothing. Not even ashes.The scroll was a contract scroll and a high quality one at that. If the poles had done its work and held down whatever demon that showed up, Anderson had intended to use that scroll to forcibly enter a master-slave contract, with said demon, him being the master of course. The contract would have been a battle with his soul as his wager and the demon’s freedom and his/hers. When he won, the demon would forcibly have to reveal his true name in order to sign the contract. That was how the demon would be bound for all eternity to the holder of the contract. But now…
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Chapter 6

Anderson reached into his duffle bag once more and pulled out an old rolled up tattered scroll. He smiled wryly to himself as he looked at the scroll in his hands. Thinking to himself what a terrible idea it was, he tossed it to the trapped Suit and watched as it floated a few inches from him. With a snap from Suit, the scroll burst into bluish black flames and was reduced to nothing. Not even ashes.The scroll was a contract scroll and a high quality one at that. If the poles had done its work and held down whatever demon that showed up, Anderson had intended to use that scroll to forcibly enter a master-slave contract, with said demon, him being the master of course. The contract would have been a battle with his soul as his wager and the demon’s freedom and his/hers. When he won, the demon would forcibly have to reveal his true name in order to sign the contract. That was how the demon would be bound for all eternity to the holder of the contract. But now…
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Chapter 7

The conditions of the contract were simple enough. As long as he had the strength, the stories would continue until either one could no longer continue. Considering Suit was a supernatural being, he would obviously never get tired. That left him. It had suddenly turned into a game of attrition. For him, at least. ‘That means as long as I don’t break down from tiredness, I should be okay. Thankfully I brought enough supplies, rations and a tent to last me a while.’ Anderson thought and unconsciously patted his bag. Next, after the setting was provided, he would tell his stories, but he needed to survive. That part was difficult to understand. Did it mean he would be stopped from telling the story? Would he be hunted down? He tried hard to not think about the guns in his duffle bag so as to not give them away. He had to be ready for anything.  The story was considered to be over when closure and or justice had been met by all involving chara
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Chapter 8

After who knew how long, Anderson finally woke up. He was face down in his vomit on the floor. Standing with some difficulty, he felt the same uncomfortable feeling of restriction. He looked around only to be greeted by the same white walls and white straight jacket. He blinked his eyes numerous times as if trying to get out of the illusion he was under, but he knew this was no illusion.Anderson gradually stood up from the floor, using the help of the bed and his chin. “Calm down Anderson. Calm down.” He comforted himself with deep breaths. No matter what, panicking would not help him now. Although he tried to reassure himself that, he could still feel his body trembling. There was no helping it. After all, one minute he was standing at a hot dirty crossroad, facing the demon with the gold eyes, the next minute he was here.Had everything been a dream? He had questions, but him being in his current situation would not provide him with any answers. He began
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Chapter 9

Anderson felt he sat in the same position for hours at most. He knew it couldn’t have reached a day, considering no one had walked in to bring him any food or water. Well, either that or they deliberately refused to feed him.“Have you finally calmed down, Mr. Anderson?” The woman spoke to Anderson with her British accent. The superiority in her tone was as evident as the frown on her face as she looked down at Anderson on the bed. Anderson slowly who looked up at her before slowly nodding at her. The frown disappeared from her face, replaced with a pleased smile. “Good. And can I trust you to not make any more trouble, Mr. Anderson?” She asked once more, waiting for her answer.‘What trouble?’ Anderson questioned in his head. He was feeling aggrieved, but did not dare show it, let alone speak it. He nodded once more at the woman, who nodded to herself, pleased. She looked behind her and signaled. Right then, one of the men tha
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Chapter 10

‘Soft hands’ Anderson looked down at the hand that had grabbed his wrist. Even he did not know why he felt that. He traced the hand along to the person it was connected to. Anderson was finally calm enough to have a proper look at the person that was dragging him. The dark head was a petite looking young woman who he believed might not have passed the thirty-age mark. She had a round and pretty face with slight bags under her eyes. The only way he found that out despite her dragging him, was because she occasionally glanced back in worry at him.After who knew how long, they arrived at what looked like a laundry. It was a room filled with about seven machines on each side of the room with four tables in the middle. There was a bald man folding a few sheets at one of the tables. The moment Anderson was dragged into the room, he saw the young lady with the dark hair nod to the bald man. Anderson saw him nod back before walking to the door. The bald man looked out di
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