NOVEL NEXT Chapter 15: challenging the demonic champion
As the game continued, both Alex and Sophia kept on winning each round, not losing a bit. Alex was so good at it that it felt like, to everyone, he was the inventor of the game.
The men at the table began to question their influence: Who exactly are these people? they thought to themselves. Obviously, they couldn't see each other's faces, mainly because of the masks. But even when Alex kept on winning, he didn't have a brag or display an air of arrogance or pride.
Out of the circumference of the gaming table, a man stood there, adorned in a purple tailored suit and a purple mask that revealed half of his face. The mask resembled that of an Oni.
ONI {[ A demon in Japanese mythology]}
Anyone looking at him could literally tell that this man was a very handsome man, top among even supermodels. Because half of his face showed a very toned, smooth, and flawless skin, even part of his eyes was neon blue, glowing as if it was neon light. This man was simply a beauty above all.
Then, the man in purple began walking to the table, and everyone he walked passed couldn't help but turn to take a second look at him. His presence, demanding attention, to the point where even the players at Alex's table felt his presence and stopped, stunned, looking at him, including Sophia. But only one being seemed to ignore him and treat him like air, as if his existence didn't matter to him - Alex.
The man in purple, seeing how Alex doesn't take his existence seriously, sneered. You are winning because they are not related and don't have a single influence in the veiled. Wait, let me show you your place, and then you will learn a lesson. The man thought to himself, glancing at Alex with disdain.
I want to play, gentlemen. Can I be given this privilege to contend against this unbeatable, splendid champion?.
The man spoke in a soft and kind voice, but everyone around the table, and even Sophia, felt a sense of authority oozing from his voice. It was clearly seen, that through this act, this man didn't see them as equals and was exerting his authority over them.
The man, without waiting for anybody's approval, sat in an empty seat. Please, Mister Champion, I want to challenge you. The man's voice was kind, yet laced with mockery. His expression, visible from the bare part of his face, seemed to smirk.
I accept your challenge, Alex spoke, his voice, cold and devoid of emotion. He had never took this man seriously.
The man, seeing how Alex was treating him, narrowed his eyes in anger, and then nodded.
They began playing, but in each round, Alex kept winning. The man in purple was confused. What? How is this possible? How can he still be winning?, he thought to himself.
At first, he had underestimate Alex, thinking he would lose against him, but he was wrong and that lead him to his 5th loss. Seeing this , he began to take Alex seriously. But faith said otherwise, he kept on losing and losing, and now it was his 15th loss.
The man in purple couldn't process how he kept on losing.
Another round, Alex won again. Seeing this, the man got angry. No, no, no! I will not let you have this and humiliate me," the man thought to himself, as he began shaking in anger.
At the other area of the table, a man in a Gold Mask leaned to the other side, close to his partner, and whispered to him, saying, This guy has been winning since….how does he keep this record? It's unbelievable.
His partner, a guy with silver mask, said, Look at that guy in purple . Look at the man's moves and skills - they're simply overpowered. If we were playing against him, we would really lose a lot of money. But against this demonic champion, he's still losing. Oh my God, this is unbelievable! They whispered to themselves, awestruck.
Just as the man in the Gold Mask and the Silver Mask were whispering, another round ended, won by Alex, and everyone began to get annoyed.
But the man in purple became consumed by intense anger, annoyance, and hatred - all directed at Alex. The atmosphere became tense; no one breathing as Alex and the man in the purple suit stared at each other, neither backing down a bit.
Sophia, seeing this and feeling the tension, began to get scared. As there was an eerie silence, she couldn't breathe, she began tugging Alex, saying, Alex, please, let's go home, i am tired. Her voice was shaking.
Alex, seeing her like this, felt a pang of guilt, and his expression softened. Mm, okay,he said.
He turned to the table and said, Okay, everyone, we are done for today. Thank you for your time.
And he turned to the man in the purple, and his voice turned cold, devoid of emotion, and expressionless. Mr Purple, thank you, he said. You really helped me raise a lot of money for my lovely girlfriend, he said, as he turned to Sophia, smiling.
Sophia, hearing the word, Girlfriend, began to blush, heavily. The man in purple began seething in anger, shivering, his face twisted in an unnatural form.
Alex, however, remained calm, and smiled . He knew he had pushed the man's buttons, and he was ready for whatever came next.
Hmm the violet moon bloodline?, your ancestor, the first alpha of your pack would bow and worship me, if he sees me. But you ant dare challenge me?, just don't push my button you dog, Alex thought to himself has he lead Sophia outside, his eyes glimmered gold ,brightly.