Percy Jackson: As a Gamer In This Dark World

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"Ahhhh!" I yelled as I pulled out my dagger and charged the man only to receive a sharp kick to the gut that sent me sprawling to the ground as I vomited up my lunch.

Still I got up slowly as the man looked impressed as I tossed my dagger in the air caught the tip and threw it as hard as I could.

This surprised the bow and arrow man as the pig lord ducked behind a wall as the dagger was knocked away with ease.

"Still got some fight in you, huh." Said the man as the pig lord peaked behind a wall as I held my stomach in pure pain.

But suddenly the man appeared before me and kicked me again as I vomited once more and flew in the air for a few feet before I hit a wall with a sickening crunch.

Health 215/950

Mana 150/300

ALERT! 

You have broken 4 ribs and sustained addition damage 

70% decrease in natural healing.

50% decreased in upper body movement.

50% decrease in max mana.

400% Increase in breathing pain.

45% Chance increase of major internal bleeding.

All symptoms will remain the same until medical attention is provided. 

I could only gasp for air as I felt a stabbing in my chest as my anger was forced to subside as the pain nearly knocked me unconscious.

Still as I gasped for air the elf just stared down at me with a thinking face.

"Do you want him dead?" He asked the pig lord.

"No I don't." He said as he came forward from his hiding place as I glared at him with all my hate.

At this time the elf just laughed at my glare as he reached down and gripped me by my black hair and hoisted me into a sitting position.

I could only spit some of my vomit at him but even then he was to fast as he easily dodge the vomit and didn't do anything in return.

Apparently the elf knows if he hits me again I will die more than likely.

"What do you want with him?" Asked the elf.

"Children fetch high prices as slaves seeing as they can still be trained. Plus this boy seems to be a higher level than most." He said as the pig man came forward as the elf held me by my hair.

"Fair enough for me." Said the elf but you could see a look of disgust on his face but he didn't show it to the man.

In the next second I was cuffed and forced to stand up as I felt pain erupt in my chest and back as I fell to the ground like a sack of potatoes.

As I did I felt blood pool in my mouth but I swallowed it still I could barely move. Just then the pig man sighed and looked up at the elf.

"The injuries you inflicted upon him are too great he might now live to see tomorrow. If he does you will take responsibility." He said as the elf man grumbled as suddenly I felt a warm sensation overcame me for a minute.

50% of injuries healed

Health: 475/950

Negative Aliments still present and negative effects still active

It was basic healing magic as far as I could tell but as the warmth stopped I was hoisted up once again basically dragged by the collar of my shirt.

Still I struggled to free myself but the man didn't seem to want to let go of me as I did.

"All of you clean up the corpses inside and feed them to my wolves will you." Said the pig lord as I started to struggle more as I stared at the head of Jake and the body of my mother.

But in a second I felt something hard hit the back of my neck as my vision went blurry and the world of darkness consumed me.

I only saw flashes of scenes before me.

Dead bodies of my family of mercenaries being piled up and then set on fire. Even citizens weren't left out of the killing spree.

Women being raped in the streets and alleyways then after being beheaded and tossed on the fires.

Bodies on stakes that were raised 50 feet in the air as they bled to death.

Bandit's acting's like creatures from the dark.

Children being captured and tossed in wagons with cages on them.

Mountains of loots and armor that still had fresh blood on them.

Piles of gold and jewelry stacked together.

But these were only some of the things that I saw happen. My vision and consciousness fading form light to darkness off and on.

I couldn't only feel the pain from my injuries as my broken ribs slowly poked and prodded inside my body.

The feeling of lying on a rough wooden surface as the clopping of horse feet made it to my ear.

The sounds of crying children that ranged from 2 years old to 16 year olds. The sounds of cries of terror as the young women were raped.

More and more children taken from each village we passed as our destination was far away.

But every so often I would feel a warm liquid enter through my mouth, it tasted like bland soup but it was something.

Still each time this happened I would catch glimpse of a young female about my age of 6 feeding it to me. My immobile body not able to eat on my own as she forced the food down my mouth.

I only remember seeing a shadow of the young female. No features present to me in my haze as my body went through stages of hot as fire and cold as ice on our journey.

But I do know one thing on her back were small angel wings.

Dirtied from the travel to make them look black as mud, well that might have been my vision playing tricks on me but I was sure her small half foot long angel wings were fifthly.

I had heard of some of the species from Trista before…Trista that name brought up a whirlwind of hate for the elf and the pig lord.

Still I had heard of species that were full angels and demons, normally they secluded themselves to the skies and tunnels of the crust but it was amazing to see one.

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