A creature engulfed in shadows towers over a well Tailored man. The man was wearing a black suit over a white shirt and black pants. The man sighs as the beast hovers it's hand over the man. Then the man and the beasts hand glow as a small smile came across the man's face.
"Your powers are now permanent."
The beast as the man teleports across the room and smirks. He moves his sliky black hair from his face before turning back to the beast who shrinks in size slightly.
"But now if you want to leave you must set up the next games."
The beast says in a raspy voice before sitting down on a pile of broken planks in the shake of a throne. They then throw a small bag of cash at the man.
"Well thank you Power beast so the only limit is that I can't make the game completely random and I have to run it..."
He turns and ponders on what he should do as he never put thought into what he should do once he wins. He snaps his fingers a couple times before realizing the game with little rules that he himself could inforce. He turns to the beast and smiles.
"My game will be a test of skill, whit, and spacial awareness! It will be a death game where the players must kill each other until one is decided"
He says and the beasts eyes glow as a piece of paper appears. It has the rules written and a few others like. 'No outside help, and you can't quit once it reaches its conclusion' he nods and signs it.
"Alright Herrick the new game will be filled and due to the lack of rules you set up I'll be taking care of most of it just return every year and review the players progress"
The beast said as it got up making the chair creak as it moves. It moves to Herrick and opens the door him with a anger filled glance. Herrick paid no mind as he left the room before disappearing to return in a year for the review.
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