From Slave to Ruler
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Kapitel 1: The Reincarnation
"I'm late, I'm so late!" He grunted, as he hurried across the parking lot, near his apartment's building.
If he, Aaron James ran any faster, he could fall and break an arm on the hard concrete below him, and this was the last thing he needed today! The falling snow had collected on his collar, so this was not a good day to drive, or be outside, but he didn’t have the luxury of choice right now.
As a graduate in Economics, he managed to land a job after some interviews, and on the count that it hasn't even been one month since he started the job, it was obnoxious to be two hours late there! This was why he was on a rush, he simply woke up late.
He started the car, put it in gear, and then he took off with a drift! His workplace was about ten kilometers away, and he calculated that if he drove very fast, he could be there in five minutes, or ten at most.
Aaron beamed across the highway at 160 km/h! It was amazing how he gained such speeds to begin with, especially with the heavy snow having covered a great portion of the highway, but this achievement may as well be his own demise! No one in their right minds would recommend driving so fast under these environmental conditions, the authorities certainly didn't recommend it, and with that said, it didn’t take long until disaster followed suit!
At the height of his speed, he started losing control of the car. The front wheels started drifting, so he failed to turn the rest of the car towards his desired direction, which could only mean that he was sliding across the snow and ice after this point, he wasn’t driving!
Aaron violently slammed the brakes, and as his heartbeat heightened, he prayed to god to survive this! His attempts, however, were futile!
Seconds later, he hit the edge of the highway, and fell to his doom! He plummeted for thirty meters, and the car exploded as soon as he hit the ground!
Aaron laid on the ground, thirty feet away from the accident, and he had no feeling in his arms or legs whatsoever. They might have been blown off in the accident, and furthermore, he was certain that he was also missing an eye!
There was no surviving this, so he just closed his eyes, and embraced his own death. The euphoric feeling of his last minutes of life numbed his pain enough to give him a peaceful farewell, so he closed his eyes for good.
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"Move you pathetic bastards!" A man yelled, as he stood on top of a boulder.
This man was dressed in black, and his face was covered with a black mask too, so his identity was indistinguishable. He kept yelling at the crowd, and cracked his whip, and he sounded like he was enjoying the fear that he inflicted on the crowd of victims in front of him!
Aaron was within that crowd of five-hundred people, he was considered a victim, though of course, he had no idea what he was doing here! Considering the setting, he did manage to make a simple theory.
"Am I in hell?" He asks himself.
The fresh marks on his back would certainly encourage that he was in hell, he was whipped a couple of times as the Torturers led the crowd of victims like sheep, so it wasn’t hard to believe that he was in hell, especially since he did die just a moment ago!
“The pain definitely feels real… but, I blew my fucking arm off just a moment ago, what am I doing here?” He asked himself.
Although countless questions went through his head, he didn’t have the time to stop and think things over, because if he slowed down, then he would get whipped like every other slave! The whip-holders showed no mercy!
Aaron did manage to look back, however, he looked over at a river that was close by, and noticed that there were a few ships floating near the river's edge. He could easily put two-and-two together, and so he figured out that these ships were used to bring him, and the other ‘victims’ to this weird place, though he had no recollection of being on any of those ships whatsoever. He was stumped!
“Hell shouldn't have ships…” He thought, and then he anxiously formulated. “Did I fucking reincarnate here? Fucking hell!”
Though he had read about the concept of Reincarnation before, he never believed that it was possible. Likewise, he still had it hard to associate his surroundings with reality, but his mind was clearing up more and more by the minute, so it really looked like he had entered a strange world here. For all he knew, he likely wasn’t even on planet Earth anymore!
"Move Bastards, move!" Another Torturer yelled out, as he cracked his whip!
Aaron wasn't given the freedom to think things over, the spooked victims, or in this case, abducted slaves, pushed him around far more than the Torturers did! He couldn’t even stop to catch his breath, nonetheless stop and ask any questions regarding where he was!
There were sixty Torturers cracking their whip against the crowd, they had full control of the situation. They didn't have any favorite slaves!
"By the three Gods, these bastards smell horrible!" One of the Torturers said, as he stopped near that big, buff guy that stood on top of the boulder.
Though he tried to initiate a conversation with his superior, the man on the boulder didn't care to listen to what he had to say. Gold coins were painted on his eyes, and he looked at these slaves as nothing else but profit! He was mad for gold!
For that matter, he nursed what he was interested in, and said. "I couldn't give a damn about the men, they are almost worthless… Be sure to not hit any of the women, though, especially the teenagers! You know the drill, the teenage girls are worth forty gold coins each, even my salary isn't that much!”
The Torturers still had a bit of work to do, so they stopped talking with one another, and chased after the slaves. They pushed the slaves towards the city walls, where they had to ‘divide their sheep’ now as best as they could. Each of these slaves had a price over their heads, and the Torturers were to divide them throughout the following hour.
As the Torturers started doing the prior, mentioned work, countless screams emerged from the crowd! They were striking everyone who stood in their way, and dragged out the most valuable slaves out of the crowd.
Within the squabbles, Aaron heard a man beg for mercy. "Let go of my daughter, please, have mercy! She is only fourteen years old!"
The Torturer didn't want to hear about it. He stabbed that pleading man on the head, and put him in an eternal slumber!
The process continued. They eventually grabbed all the women from the group of slaves, from all ages! From kids, to teenagers, to adults - Every single one of them, about three-hundred women, to be exact!
Aaron hid where there were more men, in order to avoid being seen by the Torturers as best as he could. He did not want to get whipped again, as he could barely stand on his feet because of the pain, hunger, and dehydration that he was experiencing!
"Take the women back in the river, and wash them, I want all of them ready before nightfall!" The lead Torturer yelled out.
It appears to be spring here, so apart from these women having to face the indignity of being stripped naked, and washed, the weather will be on their side! They won't catch hypothermia in the river waters.
As Aaron watched everything unfold, he pleaded. “Jesus, I really reincarnated as a slave… What did I do to deserve this!? How hard would it be to reincarnate into a wizard, for fuck’s sake!? At least I would've been able to shoot fireballs if I was a wizard!”
Geschenke
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Rangliste 
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