Chapter 4: God of Death
The words hit Charon like a smack to the face.
"Fight to the death? What do you mean fight to the death?"
His roommate gave him a perplexed look.
"What else did you think? They will match us up, and only once one class dies are we allowed to progress. Causing death fuels us; it is our most potent method of advancing our talents. Do you know nothing about the God of Death?"
Charon leaned forward and grabbed the sides of his head. His gaze went distant.
’I’m going to be forced to kill other people? Surely this can’t be legal. There’s magic involved, maybe it isn’t actually killing them.’
Looking at Emerius with hope in his eyes, he ignored the question he had asked and instead gave one of his own.
"Do they really die? Or is there magic that revives them? It isn’t like they will let us get killed, right?"
Emerius just shook his head.
"There is no revival as far as I’m aware. It’s absolute death, nothing more and nothing less. It is a surprise you weren’t aware of this, but perhaps the outskirts are not as educated on the matters of the gods."
Charon took a trembling breath.
’Dear gods, how is this happening to me?’