Chapter 72: Aftermath of the Duel
A couple hours after the duel, in the awakened hospital.
David awoke with a frightened shout as images of the profusely bleeding Kaiden sitting on top of him and beating the ever-living shit out of him entered his mind. He started trembling as a cold breeze enveloped him.
"Pathetic."
A deep, masculine voice sounded from next to his hospital bed. He snapped his head toward the origin of the voice and came face to face with a man who could best be described as a mafia boss. He was scarred all across his face with numerous cut wounds, and he even wore a black eyepatch over his left eye. He wore a dark trench coat and had a cigar in his mouth.
"W-who are you?" David yelped in fright.
"Victor Thorne, leader of the Blood Pact," he replied matter of factly.
Blood Pact was not an officially recognized guild but more so an underground organization. They were shrouded in mystery; there was almost no public information available about them. They were a very shady and secretive bunch.
"And you're David Bennett, the loser who was humiliated by an F-tier. You're the laughingstock of the awakened community—numerous videos are swirling about your haughty statements and consequent beating all across the country. The girl you broke up with received so much love and support she was even approached by an advertisement company about getting featured in an ad for a therapy session for women who deal with relationship issues or have low self-confidence. Hear this!"
Victor began snickering; he found what he was about to say to be very funny. "She was approached by a famous rockstar who found her story to be touching and said that to him, what's below the surface is so much more important than what's on top of it. There's a good chance that your ugly-as-sin ex is dating a rockstar right now! While you're recovering from getting such a beating from an F-tier that you pissed yourself, which was caught in 4k! Many 4k cameras at that! You can see it happening from a complete 360-degree angle! Hahaha!"
David was at first scared when he learned just who the man sitting in his hospital room was, but due to the man's great ridiculing and extremely mocking tone, he couldn't help but become enraged. "What do you want?! How did you come here in the first place?" There was no way the hospital staff would allow a stranger to enter an unconscious man's room.
"I snuck in, duh," Victor shrugged his shoulders as if it should've been obvious. "As for why I'm here... to give you an offer. A choice, if you will."
"You want to recruit me?"