He had been so curious as to what the system could do and where using it to it's full potential could take him.
But now he was stuck here in a place where he could not activate the death system. This was just too much.
The few days staying here had given him enough time to figure the system out. Points were given for every death bestowed upon another creature. However even greater points were given for dieing ( In this case the host shall be revived if he had enough points accumulated).
Gifts are rewarded for deaths of host too. The gifts range from low, medium and then high depending on the kind of death bestowed on the host. What he knew was that the more pathetic the better.
For example the previous host had died being unable to fight or defend himself, he was on a ran, a pathetic powerless male had fallen not at the edge of a blade but due to his own exhaustion and powerlessness.
Stop! A voice echoed from ahead. Halting his thoughts. The voice no doubt belonged to another female.
Commander! The female guard yelled with a bow. Did she have to yell though?
Ah my ears sting "
New orders from the general, lead our guest to the West wing, leave him to the Queens'.... Ahem ...Mistresses staff. They'd take care of the rest.
Vuke was everything but not a fool or deaf. Who was this cold faced commander trying to fool huh?.
He'd clearly heard him say Queens. Queens not mistresses as the former female guard had called them.
Was he captured by Queens? Like real queens of a kingdom? Not commoners not soldiers or knights or even pampered princesses but Queens?!!!
M*@#$##$#* strong ass females of an entire kingdom. How was he supposed to defeat them, no how was he even supposed to escape.
Previously he'd thought he could maybe win their trust if not their hearts, make them believe he'd stay and that he had no where to run to. And then just when they least expected him to he would run.
The same trick had been used by the former host against the Vile minister. But who was he going to fool now.
Gosh! These days he couldn't even convince the guards outside his bars to let him have more water. How was he going to deceive their queens.
Following the Commander's instructions, the guard changed their route making a detour to the right, and after several minutes of walking he saw a building come in view. Such magnificence could of course only be seen in castles what was he thinking, ignoring all the clues.
Well, it was dark when the Queens led me back here. It looked like a medieval grand castle. Wait wasn't this supposed to be a futuristic world?
The gates were yet again opened by two female guards. He was yet to see a male like himself. He had started to think to himself. Was he the only male? No, no that couldn't be.
Although back in the eastern continent there were very few men compared to the number of women, the palace still kept a few, he was sure there were about eight men on the castle grounds back then.
Arriving in the castle, we were welcomed and ushered in an equally magnificent room by another female with a funny look.
Unlike the guards I'd met before and the females from my memories this woman looked entirely different.
Her body unlike the others did not look chiselled to a point it resembled an unbreakable steel.
She was on the softer side. She reminded him of the women back home.
Those who gained a little weight after birth. Vuke always thought those women were the most beautiful people he'd ever met. No one understood why he'd persisted in his quest to study the branch of science that deals with fertility and birth. It was partly because he had just loved the almost super natural transition. And maybe because he wanted to know why a woman could leave her child after going through all that.
Miss- funny- looking- face gently, or almost gently shut the door in the female guards face. And when she finally did, I could now tell what made her face look so funny. This woman was almost bubbling over trying to hide a grin or a silly laugh. She was struggling so hard her face turned red, and had only let out a grin after the guard had been left outside.
She was strange, she was more than strange, she was the strangest woman he'd met on this planet.
Uhh.. hello ma'am? She turns to me, her face now carrying a full on grin.
"I just knew my daugh..... those girls had a good taste in males. They just had to find the right one. And who would have thought they'd find such a lovely doll. Hmmm.. This is their type then? Should I find them more of you? Hahaha .. .yes ...yes
I definitely should. Come here beauty, let's get you in a good dress.
Wow...wow... Hold up, was ...was he being treated like a doll right now, did she just call him beauty, what, what was she planning to do with him? And what is she talking about,... Fine he was a little to the feminine side with his smooth edges that were yet to reach manhood. And unless by some miracle he grains more muscle and sharpness otherwise the Vuke from this world was going to grow into him from another world twenty years from now and he'll still maintain his unacceptable height and soft features like he had been as a forty year old scientist. Vuke would have bluntly retorted and swatted away her wondering fingers if he had still been a half cored male who lacked the ability to tell people's power. However he could feel it. This woman's power although undetermined was radiating off her like waves of energy thick and gloomy. A power he thought to himself, he could probably never reach without the system.