Domination System

Chapter 44

Justin sat on the couch, his lips curled up as he held his belly. His mouth and cloth were filled with oil stains. He had just had the best f*****g meal of his life!

Sunil packed the plates and dropped them in the kitchen. He’d get back to them when he was ready to wash the dishes.

“I noticed you have no knowledge about this city. Where are you from boy?” sunil curiously asked.

‘oh no, its that question again...shit!’ just when everything was going fine this man just had to bring up that dreaded question. He couldn’t say he was from d**k city, that’d be like lying to the man who saved him....

“I’m from Wonpas village” Justin replied. It was better using a known location than a made up one.

“ah Wonpas village. One of the six village’s eh. What’s a young man like you come to do in sky feather city?” He was probably not mire than eighteen. What could he be looking for by coming to the city?

“ well...im not really sure. I’ve come to find some adventure I guess....” Justin answered vaguely.

“strange...but anyway, I haven’t really asked. What is your name?” He hadn t really had time to ask yesterday.

“....im Justin. Justin Craig”

....

“so then, I’ll be going to work now. Make yourself at home” Sunil put on his light armor and went out the door.

Justin sat there staring into space. There was nothing he could do right now.

“system, I’m I allowed to see the domination agenda now?”

*Host has completed the requirements. Host can now take on the domination agenda tasks*

“f**k yeah! Show them to me”

Since Sunil wasn’t here then he was free to operate the black screen as much as he wanted.

*Domination agenda

Task 1; Rise to fame in One major city-reward: Muay Thai skill book.

Task 2; Become a high ranking official in one major city-reward: 200000xp, 200sp.

Task 3; Become part of the King’s army-reward: two random rare accessories.

Task 4; Become commander of the king's army-reward: 500000xp, 500sp, random epic weapon.

Task 5; Become king's brother-reward: Yama's scythe.

Task 6; Become king of the world-reward- Surprise.

Tasks are available for completion at anytime and system will automatically give rewards when completed*

Woah! The system was planning for him to become king of the whole world? So that’s what it meant by domination agenda...so mischievous.

And that last reward, what the f**k was Suprise?! But besides that, the rewards were f*****g tantalizing.

‘aight, Imma head out’ since he had nothing to do he decides to take a stroll. Maybe he could find something interesting out there.

....

Sky feather city was an awfully big place with many different opportunities. that could cater to the needs of an average man for life, that’s if he was lucky enough.

Justin walked around the city as he thought about his life, his main priority was money. He couldn’t keep sucking on Sunil till he died right?

“uggh” a man fell in the space right in front of Justin’s feet as he slid down the sandy ground.

“yeah!!” The crowds cheered at the overly muscular man on the stage. He was bare chested with a huge war hammer in his hands.

He reacted to the crowd's cheering as he raised his hand up declaring himself Victor.

A man in the crowd wearing a hoodie removed it revealing the silky black hair underneath it. He took a rubber band and tied his hair up leaving two strands to fall on his face.

“Who is worthy to challenge the great beast zalaral!” a man in a formal outfit walked into the stage and praised the muscular man.

The crowds all shook their heads, no one dared fight that man, look what happened to the last one. He was currently vomiting blood on the floor with his face all bruised up.

“c’mon, alright we'll increase the prize to two hundred thousand manbres.” The man tempted the crowd. How were they gonna make money if people didn’t fight? That's why he had to increase the prize to be won, to deceive these gullible sheep.

A man summoned the courage and stepped out of the crowd. Fidgeting, he made his way into the stage.

“aha, we have a contestant. What’s your name” the presenter asked the man who had walked on stage.

“G...gr..grindel” the man answered a bit shakily.

“A round of applause for brave grindel!” The presenter encouraged the crowd as they applauded Grindel.

Without wasting too much time, the man hastily left the stage. Leaving only Grindel and sakaar.

“hmm” sakaar grunted as he stared intensely at g rindel.

Grindel was as scared as he'd ever been in his entire life, but he had to keep fighting...for the sake of his mother.

“aahh” sakaar charged at grindel, wielding his giant hammer he swung it at grindel.

Grindel was fast enough to dodge as he rolled back, distancing himself from sakaar.

Sakaar threw the heavy war hammer at Grindel as its force ripped through the wind.

Grindel immediately ducked, the hammer passing above him and going on to wreck the cage around the stage.

The crowds cheered grindel on, he was putting up quite a a fight. They weren't expecting this at all.

Grindel was surprised at the amount of skill he showed. Maybe...just Maybe, he could....

A powerful headbutt stopped him in his tracks sending him crashing into the cage.

Sakaar gave him no room for rest as he ran straight at he and delivered a punch right on his face.

Blood, teeth, more blood flew out of the contact area of sakaar's punch. Grindel’s face was battered up.

The crowd stopped their cheering, the tides had drastically changed so fast!

Sakaar didn’t stop, he kept burying his fist into Grindel face. Each punch more devastating than the other. He was pushing to kill him!

Grindel had been beaten into unconsciousness but that didn’t stop the mad sakaar. Punch after punch kept landing, some in the crowd wretched at the current state of grindel’s face.

A figure swiftly went onstage and in a smooth execution of force, he kicked sakaar away sending him flying past the cage and into the crowd!

“Take a rest..."

....

Silence permeated the awestruck crowd. Who was this dashing man? So daring as to interfere in Sakaar's match.

Asmodieus carried grindel on his shoulders supporting him with one arm. He turned to the presenter off stage. “That prize, is it still up?”

The presenter staggered, he knew who this man was! Anyone who had a little connection to the higher ranks would have heard of this man. Asmodieus the third, son of lord Plato.

“ye...yes” he fearfully answered.

“good. Hold this man for me” Asmodieus threw grindel at the presenter like he was throwing a sack of meat.

He removed his cloak leaving only a thin leather jacket on him. He got into a boxing stance, his hands and feet gradually being covered by a layer of rock.

Justin, who was among the crowd, felt the stance was familiar. Like he had seen it somewhere before. ‘think think thi...aha! The guard’ it was the same stance the guard he had beaten up in lord Lee’s mansion used. The rock covered hands was new though.

Sakaar shook his head clearing the headache that was about to set in. He didn’t know who this new man was but he kissed him off and that meant death was his companion!

Like before, he ran towards asmodieus and threw a punch at him. Asmodieus dodged with punch with a nimble duck as he used he left fist and gave sakaar a punch on his abdomen.

Sakaar was unfazed, he replied the attack with a massive headbutt.

A sonic boom as the heads of sakaar and asmodieus clashed. Asmodieus was knocked back shuffling to regain his footing.

Sakaar immediately followed up with a charge, bringing asmodieus to the ground he started delivering a set of heavy punches.

Asmodieus immediately put his hands up to his face, blocking the punches.

Sakaar was like an angry lion, he wouldn’t stop in his attacks. Delivering blow after blow. But asmodieus wasn’t going down that easily. Asmodieus managed to catch sakaar's hand as he wanted to land a punch.

He twisted it and with his legs he turned the position. Coming out on top with sakaar's hand being placed in a submission move.

The crowd was surprised at that. The move was executed perfectly! What a man!

Sakaar's face was getting red as he endured the submission. He couldnt give up, he couldn’t lose his reputation to a nobody.

“aahhhh” he screamed as he summoned the strength, slowly raising up asmodieus even though he was under the submission.

Seeing as sakaar still wasn’t defeated and could still fight on, sakaar retreated. Freeing sakaar hands from his grip.

The rocks on his feet got harder as he kicked sakaar on the feet while retreating.

Sakaar was hit by suprise, the move brought him down to his knees. Before he could defend himself, asmodieus’ punch swooped in.

Blood splattered sakaar's nose was knocked out of shape. Immediately after that, a beautiful left uppercut threw him high into the air.

Asmodieus was on fire, immediately following sakaar's body he jumped reaching the same height as sakaar. A headbutt knocked sakaar back to the stage destroying it once and for all.

Dust was raised up all around, concealing the view on stage. As it settled, an unimaginable scene was revealed. Sakaar lay unconscious with a broken nose.

The crowds all cheered, sakaar had been defeated...just like that!

....

The rocks on asmodieus fists disappeared revealing his skin clear hands. “where’s my money?” He said to the presenter, a beautiful charming smile on his face.

“bring the prize!” The presenter immediately ordered. He dares not waste time answering the son of lord Plato.

A woman immediately brought a briefcase and handed it over to the presenter. The man took the briefcase and headed on the destroyed stage. He knelt and bowed, presenting the briefcase to asmodieus.

Asmodieus was all smiles as he received the money. It was such a good feeling to receive a reward for his skills even if it was only a small amount.

Grindel had woken up by the time. He regretfully stared at the briefcase in Asmodieus’ hands. If only he could have fought just a little bit better....

Asmodieus looked at the crowd, a vanishing figure caught his eye. “wait!” He shouted and rushed off stage, chasing the man.

Grindel was surprised when he was stopped. Looking back he saw the man who had defeated sakaar earlier.

“ah...h....” He couldn’t figure out as to why the man should be after him.

Asmodieus placed the briefcase in grindel's hands “here take this” he said.

Grindel looked in surprise at asmodieus. He was giving him the money? Why?

“I’m afraid I cannot accept this sir” he rejected it. Even though he needed the money....

“haha, you can take it. I don’t really need it anyway. I’ve got much more at home” asmodieus scratched his head, his smile reaching to his eyes.

“r...really?” grindel’s eyes got red as his voice cracked. The man was really giving him the money with no concerns!

“you probably need it more than I do haha” asmodieus said and before anyone knew it he had already vanished from the eyes of everyone.

Tears dropped from grindel's eyes. His legs gave up on him as he fell to the ground, his head right on the floor. “Thank you! Thank you! Thank yoouuu!!!” tears and snot dripped down his messed up face. He had really been blessed this day.

He got up on his feet and ran as fast as he could with a smile on his face ‘mama, just hang on. Your son is coming!’

....

Following the events, the crowd dispersed. Amongst them was justin. He stroke his chin as he thought, a brilliant idea had just entered his mind...fight to make money!

He stopped one of the people who was leaving the area. “hello, sorry to disturb you. Do you know anywhere something like this is also happening?”

“ah this. There are many places like this in the city”

“ah is that so, mind directing me to one of them?”

“aha sure!”

....

Fenrir coliseum

“Ladies and gentlemen, today you have been graced with the honor of witnessing two of the best fighters we have clash head on.” A man said with a really dramatic expression. “on the red side, as nimble as a monkey but as deadly as a snake. Lancelot, the white knight of ages!”

Some in the crowd cheered the long blonde haired man as discussions arose.

“on the blue side. He's quick, he's slick, he’ll beat you up with a stick. Zylong the lightning king!”

Zylong wore his favourite come hat as he warmed up.

“eeekkk its zylong!!” shrieks of women sounded all around the crowd. Some carrying posters with signs like ‘Marry me!!’ ‘I’ll have your children!’ ‘zylong handsome prince!’ various signs all around. The crowd was wild!

The men in the crowd sneered at the women. Since this zylong of a man had come to this arena the women had turned into his brain dead fans. Some were even having problems with their wives because of him.

Every time they hoped he would lose in one of his matches, he’d defy the odds and still win. But today is the day he'd lose. They trusted their lancelot.

“Take the bastard down lancelot!!”

“come on puncture his body!”

The men didn’t back down as they initiated their own cheerleading!

Zylong smirked as he took of his hat. Were men really that jealous? He hadn t experienced jealousy never. Since any girl he wanted he'd get. “ahh...thats the burden of being too handsome” he muttered.

“ready!” The presenter waved his hands silencing the crowd.

Zylong and lancelot both got into battle stance.

“Fight!”

Immediately the presenter spoke, thunder struck the place where zylong stood and in the next moment he was right in front of Lancelot.

“whoooo” the women gasped. This was their favourite zylong!

Lancelot upped his gaurd as he stabbed in the direction where he figured zylong was.

“missed” zylong dodged and kicked the sword away from Lancelot's hand. Lancelot was on his guard as he immediately backed away from zylong.

Zylong gave him no time to rest, in a streak of lightning he had already disappeared again!