Chapter 2: Enslaved

5th August 2023. Vietnam.

A squad of armed men were running through the sewers of Vietnam.

"Oh! This gives me flashbacks from the Vietnam War." said the person who we are going to call Bob.

"Bro! Can you shut the f*ck up for a second!? First off! You weren't even born at that time!" said the guy who we are going to call Tom.

"Yeah, but my grandfather was and he said that these things sucked." said Bob.

"These things really suck, the depth of these sewers and all the shit can reach up till 21 feet. So, you place your tiddly toes in the wrong place. You might get sucked 21 feet in by waste material." said the guy we are going to call Dick.

"I would prefer if it was your mo-" Bob paused immediately as he remembered a short guy was running next to him. He didn't want to be thrown into the waste of the sewers by a 17-year-old, so, his brain worked in overdrive.

"Y-your... your money. Yes money, I would prefer to be sucked in your pile of money Captain." Bob sweated looking at the 17-years-old Asian kid. He knew the equation between an Asian, a mom joke, and him being 21 feet deep under shit. "But seriously who lets a 17-year-old kid in a war zone? Are we that short-handed, that we had to recruit kids?"

"He passed all the tests with flying colors, so, you can expect him here. Plus we're at war... Ok, we're at the entry point." Dick who was the Captain of this squad said as he took out a wrench from his bag.

"There are no hostages or civilians, so you're all free to fire."

Getting out of the sewers and into a building, everyone was on high alert. Making their way through the building they avoided most of the guards going infrared to look through walls and those they couldn't avoid got a silenced bullet to the head.

*Bang!*

"ARGH!!" Tom was shot. The shooter was killed with a headshot. Without wasting any time Harry, the 17-year-old Asian kid, rushed towards the dead body while taking off his top clothes.

'The shot must have been heard, judging from the distance, the other guards will probably arrive in 1 minute and 40 seconds.' With this thought, he took off the clothes from the dead body and put them on himself.

"Hide!" He ordered as the others took the dead body, the injured Bob, his clothes, bag, and the gun lying on the ground. The guards came in at just the predicted time.

"What happened?" One of them asked.

"I misfired since I forgot to put the safety on." Harry explained.

"Is that so... then die!" The guy pointed his gun at Harry, who parried it with his own gun and shot him in the head. He then used the guy's body as a shield from the bullets fired by the other 3 guards.

Dick and Bob shot from the side and finished them. In this exchange, Harry ate a bullet to his left arm but he didn't make a sound.

"Harry! Throw in a grenade to deter them!" Dick gave the order as Harry pulled out a grenade from his military pants underneath the baggy white pants he took from the corpse.

He pulled the pin and threw the grenade inside of the room they came from. The room had thick walls resulting in it being able to block the infrared light.

He was about to run away towards the extraction point but looked back for a second. He stopped with horror in his eyes as he pulled out his pistol.

A small child had grabbed the grenade he threw. He planned on shooting the top metal part of the grenade to bounce it off the child's hand... but,

*BOOM!*

He was too late and since he was pretty close by, some shrapnel from the grenade went in his left eye.

"Noooooo!!!!" He cried but his rational side kicked in as he ran away. 'Team B must have finished planting the bombs, they will explode any minute now. I must get away from here. I must survive. I must live for my mother. Live!'

With that in his mind, he chose the fastest path out of there. He yeeted himself out of the window and landed on some garbage.

The back of a human can take 9 times more damage than the front. As long as you hold your neck together in place, and don't arch your back, you can even survive a fall from 2 floors high with minimum damage.

Taking out the small tourniquet from his back pocket, Harry quickly applied it to the wound while running away. He was in pain and was injured but he could still make it.

"Fuck my E-rank luck." He saw the enemy guards blocking his way to the extraction point and it looked like they weren't going to move anytime soon.

He slumped down on a nearby pile of bricks and debris and close his uninjured right eye. He opened them again to find a child in front of him, the same child that he just killed.

"Are you trying to haunt me?" Harry asked but got no answer.

"Are you death? Are you here to take me to the underworld? If so, then I would like to make a deal and stay here a little longer. I will give you anything." This time the child shook its head and pointed in a certain direction.

Harry looked over and saw a pistol and a plastic bottle. He looked back and saw that the child was gone. He quickly moved his pained and exhausted body and grabbed the gun and plastic bottle.

Among the guards, only 3 were armed with guns and they all were a bit apart from each other. Even if somehow manages to shoot 2 down by a shot to the head, the third will most likely get him, plus one of his eyes is missing, meaning he can't keep a full eye out.

So, he needed to take out one of them silently and to do that he need to suppress the sound of the gunfire. He is going to use the plastic bottle as a makeshift suppressor.

The loud bang of gunfire comes mainly from the sudden expansion of the air, a suppressor slows down this expansion and silences the shot.

Harry was doing the same, he was using a plastic bottle to contain the air and suppress the sound.

A makeshift homemade one-time-use silencer.

He used his injured left hand to hold the plastic bottle and fired.

*Phu*

The shot hit the target perfectly.

*Bang!*    *Bang!*

The two other shots were also perfect. He made his way to the extraction point. He had survived but his teammates didn't.

When he reached the extraction point he was already half-dead, a walking corpse that had lost most of its blood but he was still alive.

Harry was admitted to the hospital, after waking up, the first thing he did was collect the money he was supposed to get from the mission. He immediately transferred all the money to a hospital.

"Finally." Harry smiled. He had deposited the required amount for his mother's cancer treatment.

Before her operation, he wanted to take one last look at her. He brought with him sweets and some ornaments.

"Mom." He entered and called out her name but strangely she didn't answer.

"Mom." He got close to her and called out her name, even shook her a bit but still no answer.

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"Mom!!!" In the autopsy report, it was written that she died of cancer. Stage 4 Cancer.

"I don't understand." Harry muttered sitting before the grave of his mother. "The doctor told me that she was at Stage 2. That she could be saved." He felt a presence behind him, so he turned back and saw,

"Oh! You are back. Came to claim my soul now." He said looking at the child who had again shown herself.

The child once again pointed in another direction. He looked towards it and saw the doctor who diagnosed his mother. The child made its way to the doctor and tripped him.

A ghost interacted with the material world. But that was not what caught Harry's attention. What caught his attention was the doctor's medical license, the date of birth on the license was 13th March 1986.

He remembered that the doctor once told him that his birthday was 16th June 1986. His eidetic memory has never failed him and was the second most trusted aspect of his life.

"It is fake... the doctor is a fake." Despair and Rage of the highest degree flooded his mind as he took out a military knife and in front of everyone brutally mutilated the doctor's body.

Due to the doctor's fake license and Harry's achievements. He was let off easy.

Harry decided to call the child that guided him "Little One.". Since he didn't know the child's gender and he couldn't check either.

After that, nightmares haunted his nights. Ironically his codename also changed to [Nightmare]. His achievements were big. He completed every single mission and came out alive, sometimes half dead but still alive. His teammates died but he came back alive.

Poison, Hanging, Jumping off a building, and Cutting of the Artery. These were the ways he tried to kill himself but every time the "Little One" interfered and he survived.

So, one day he decided to ask Little One, "What do you want from me? You have done all this for me, so what do you want?!!!"

The Little One pointed to a Globe. She wanted, "The World"

He was wrong, Little One wasn't pointing to the Globe but instead a book with the title "The Multiverse."

Harry changed his name to Ace and with the guidance of Little One build atop the Greatest Empire in History. One that lasted until the dawn of human civilization.

This was the birth of the Eternal Empire that survived till the dawn of Humanity without a single political instability.

"Where the hell am I?" Ace asked himself as he sat in the Void with his legs crossed. He saw a person sitting on a white plastic chair with his back facing toward him and approached him.

"Oh? You're approaching me? Instead of running away, you're coming, right to me? Even though you're in a strange place and in front of you is a stranger who you have no idea might be." The person said without looking back.

"No. I have a pretty good idea of who you might be." Ace said as he kept on walking.

"Oh! Then you must have thought that I am ROB but, unfortunately, it was me Author!" I introduced myself.

"Oh! So let's get to business, shall we?" I said as my fingers intertwined and I offered him two pills.

"I have two pills. One Blue and one Red. If you take the Blue pill you will reincarnate as a beautiful woman in a Hentai world without any sort of Power-"

"I humbly decline." He said and took the Red pill before gulping it down.

"..." I was left speechless. "Shouldn't you have heard about the Red pill first?" I asked.

"No need. Anything is better than that. Also, this is a rigged game, so the outcome would have been the same." Ace answered with a shrug.

"And to think that this guy was the Emperor of the Greatest Empire in history. Well then, let me brief it for you, if you take the Red pill you will have to work as a Counter Guardian until your existence is no more. Do you get it?"

"... So, I just signed a slavery clause without even reading it." he said with a calm look.

"Standing here you realize, you f**ked up." I said.

"Do I get power and s*it?" he asked

"Yes."

"Ok I am in. Where is the character creation interface, where is my system, and where are powers?"

"You can find everything you want there. Plus you get 3 customizations." I said and snapped my fingers which caused a blue screen to appear in front of him.

"Customizations?" He titled his head in question.

"Basically, you can add some things to the character you choose. Things that don't belong to the character but anything too OP is not allowed." I clarified.

"Hm... I see." he looked at the screen. 'No op characters like Goku or Saitama huh? I guess I will go for the one with the most potential.'

[Power base has been chosen: Solomon from the Fate Series]

[Appearance has been chosen: Solomon from the Fate Series.]

[Name has been selected: Akefu D. Ace]

[Alternative/Nickname: Solomon/Jedidah.]

[Counter Guardian System has been given.]

He chose Solomon as his base appearance except both his eyes were adorned with the words T.U.R.B.O. in them.

"Ok for my first customization. I want to become Jesus." he said with a smile as I conjured a notebook and started to write it down.

"Blood of Christ. Works. Next!"

"Second, I want a Stand, the one that is written on my diary page 69." Easily done.

"Next!"

"Third I want the Saint Graph of Angra Mainyu." This one puzzled me until I realized the great scheme behind it. Truly an Emperor to the core, thinking ahead like that.

"Well, that is all off you go." I bid farewell and got to writing Chapter 1.

Ace slowly opened his eyes only to be greeted by what looked like a Giant Blackhole in the sky.

To be Continued...

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