The Genesis Game

Seraph materialized with the body of the slain women in his hands in the middle of the central plaza. Already things had changed. Everywhere around him Seraph could see hundreds of people huddled about, scared, uncertain, and worried. Families grouped together trying to figure out just how they were going to survive.

From nearby, Seraph could hear the voice of the haughty elf Garen call over to him. "Hey what happened, whats wrong with her?"

Garen approached, his hand on his sword ready to fight, but Seraph only shook his head, saying the first thing that came to mind, speaking what he knew to be true. "She remembered."

The hand that had been so ready to use the sword steadied. He knew what Seraph meant, it had always been a risk of them traveling together. A hard and steely look in his eye, "At least you brought her body back, I'm guessing you didn't want to do whatever you had to do."

Seraph nodded. "If I could take this back I could, but she gave me no choice."

"Give her to me." Garen commanded, and Seraph complied, handing over the body of the woman he had been carrying.

"She should be buried somewhere nice. She didn't deserve to rot down there." Seraph explained. "What will you do with her body?"

Garen looked at him oddly and laughed, a short laugh, a real one, not the one he faked for the players to see. "She died in the dungeon. I'm going to take her to the boss and he's going to revive her like he always does. Little different then the respawn your used to, but it's not forever dead. It's also why your still alive."

From across the plaza another voice yelled out. "That man, that demon has killed another one of us." Seraph turned and saw the elf man, George, but unlike before he was wearing solid platemail, polished heavily in silver and full of gloss. Surrounded by other heavily armored, though not as impressively armored people.

"Good luck." Said Garen as he walked away.

"Seize him." George commanded as he thrust out his hands and cage appeared around Seraph made of light, the brightness of it partially blinding him. Though he tried to escape, intense pain was felt on contact whenever he touched the bars, this was not something he was going to escape.

Seraph counted 12 people on the outside of his cage circling, recognition causing him to temporarily lose his composure as he saw that all twelve of them carried the sigil of a legendary class.

"How?" Seraph asked incredulously. 

George approached, and on his c.h.e.s.t Seraph could see the emblem of the Hierophant, another legendary class. A sort of support based class that focused on healing, light based abilities, and movement restriction. 

George answered, his voice calm and matter of fact, not an ounce of smugness or arrogance on him. "You were told that for the tutorial to be in effect, everyone must agree to forfeit their legendary classes. As the 1st Cohort, you and your companions forfeited unlocking yours. The 2nd and 3rd Cohorts did not and had their classes unlocked."

Anger welled up in him as Seraph moved to pushed himself between the bars and scream at the man, only for the bars of light to recoil on him and send him sprawling into the ground, burn marks on his palms.

"Then how did you unlock yours?" Asked Seraph in frustration. "Do you not realize what you've done? How many people you all have doomed. How could you?"

"Pretty easily." Admitted one of the men, a taller man that was double the size of the rest of the group that surrounded Seraph. "Do you know how good it feels to have this kind of power? To be a Titan? To have the power of a god?"

Seraph did known, but he wasn't going to say anything. "You George, how did you unlock your legendary class then?"

The elf man turned his head slightly, his blind eye staring at Seraph in judgement before responding. "My name isn't George anymore, it's Barbados. And I earned it. The condition to unlock this class was to be in the party that seizes the Halls of Justice. I'm not a monster though, and I'm not without mercy, I'll only seek imprisonment and not your death, even considering what you did, and the Halls of Justice does come with an interesting guild power, Judgement, I'm curious to see it used."

Barbados began to speech as white light enveloped him and the surrounding twelve began to shine. "Come forth, I invoke the might of the Halls of Righteousness, I cast this man into Judgement for the sin of murder. Show us, show us all what he has done so we may condemn him."

The light struck Seraph, going through his eyes and shifting through all of his memories as the images of what he had done was shown to everyone in Hometown, projected like a notification in front of each person.

Notification: Global Announcement - The Judgement of "Seraph"

Details: The Guild known as "The Inquisition of the Blind Eye" has used the Guild Hall ability of "Judgement" to bring the player known as Seraph to Justice. Barbados the Hierophant seeks imprisonment for the accused.

In following the accused, Seraph, will have his memories shown to you of the acts he has committed. If you believe he is guilty, mentality select yes. As the Hierophant has only sought imprisonment you may choose any duration for imprisonment ranging from 1 Day to 10,000 Years. 

Guilty (Yes/No) Duration? _________

First the thousands of people currently in Hometown were shown how Seraph killed Sadie by draining her life to heal himself. Then they were shown how Seraph killed Alexander by thrusting the Cat's Claw through his eye. Horrified they watched as Seraph used ethereal arms to tear out Erin's soul and consume it.

Many already choosing guilty and opting for a hundred years. But many more where surprised and further horrified, and turned to him in terror as the images continued, showing him consuming the soul of his child like self. All around him Seraph could see people looking at him as if he was a monster, scared and terrified. Some of the group around him beginning to vomit as the scene of him massacring the million refugees played out, and on it continued.

What was meant to be a quick end, turned into an hour long ordeal of the highlights of his most heinous acts played out for all, and though they might not know the context or reasoning, they all assumed him to be a danger to all.

"It's unfortunate." Said Barbados, his face pale and ashy looking at Seraph "That I opted for mercy, I see that you deserve none, but that option is out of my hand."

Notification: Global Announcement - The Judgement of "Seraph" - Results

Details: The player known as Seraph has been judged to be "Guilty" with a total vote count of 29,134 for guilty, and 9 for not guilty. Only 2 abstained. The average total of the years of imprisonment in the abyss by vote is 8,474 years.

However the people around responded, Seraph didn't know. His stomach turning as he realized all of his efforts had been for nothing, this was not something he had planned on, and as demonic hands reached out to grabbed him, dragging him down to to whatever hell awaits him. The last thought on his mind, "I've failed."