BornAndTorn 93 The Scapegoat 2

Calling him the eye-catcher is a very fitting nickname if I say so myself. He has a lot of eyes and he catches your attention. As the voices inside of head were complaining about my bad naming sense, I looked at those newly raised NPCs and began to speak.

"I know this situation must be scary after all the pain you had to undergo, but I would advise you to run away now."

All I saw were empty faces staring at me as If I had just said the most ludicrous words that every came through their ears. Who knows what was going through their mind anyway. There were only a few principles remaining after they have been "hired" by those players.

First, they tend to listen to every order of their specific master obediently. Second, even if they tried to resist. they were physically unable to stop their body from moving. Third, death seems to work as an absolvement from their fate, though it is still unclear if the death of their owner results has the same effect.

The rest of them is unknown and quite frankly of no concern to me either way. Why should I try to understand something that I neither have any interest nor any relationship with? All I need to know is how to control them and make them do whatever I want, that is all I need.

" This kind of advice may sound sketchy coming from the one who just brutally murdered your master. But I was given this order to train us. How else could I even kill your Master, if not for him letting me succeed? "

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I could see their changed expression after hearing my words. Yeah, how could someone as lowly as they kill their renowned master? Their worldview could not allow any other explanation. This must have been the intention of their master, all part of his big plan.

He was willing to go so far just for their sake. They were likely vowing to do their utmost to repay him and now they were just staring at me, waiting for me to convey the mission they had to carry out.

I could tell them everything I wanted to and they still would try to accomplish it. Just by adding do it for your master any task given to them becomes viable.

Take your own life, your master needs your blood to succeed. Murder you closest friend, he plans on betraying your master, you have to save him. Eat dirt, your master needs to know what happens to you. Get naked and only wear this cowboy boots, you master needs to see this to relieve some pent-up stress.

Though I sadly did not need them to do any of those wishes. I did not even have cowboy boots I could use. Its the sad state of affairs that I can not even afford to do things like this. But looking at my current body there was one thing I had to do.

" Please hand over some of your clothes, I can not fulfil my mission while not wearing any clothes."

I have no idea why those NPCs would trust the words of a naked homicidal maniac, who appeared out of thin air. But apparently, a nude murderer was no part of concern in their eyes. Had my previous streaking behaviour taken its influence into their psyche? I had a bad premonition that my weird behaviour has left its traces in those NPCs.

After successfully gaining some clothing to wear. I could finally start to create a path for my escape.

" Run away from here as far as possible and try your best to hide. This is very important to the future success of your master. But you will have to stay for a bit longer." I pointed at my creation.

" There is not much time left. RUN, RUN.RUN"

Those NPCs dispersed and ran away as fast as their legs could carry them. So far so good now I just had to set up my insurance and then I can disappear for good. My creation looked at me eagerly, expecting the reason for him to stay longer than the rest of his companions.

" You noticed it as well right?"

A serious expression underlining the importance of the upcoming words that were about to leave my mouth. I could see how his face got a lot more focussed after hearing those words. His mind must be racing, thinking about what I might be talking about.

" As of now is taking care of every one of us. This dependence is a huge burden he has to carry. We can not rely on his goodwill forever. We have to find a way to lift the weight off of his shoulders. "

Establish a problem, a threat that was looming over their heads. A strategy to create a feeling of dread and urgency.

" We can't continue to act like this. We need to unify under a person, everyone can trust. What we need is a leader."

Propose a solution, but use vague polarizing terms to invoke a response on emotional level.

" A leader is someone responsible for realizing the orders of the master in his stead. Right now our master is doing everything on his own. It would be much easier for our master if he just had to give one order."

Dispel any doubts by delivering sound arguments. Using the master, I stress the importance of this solution.

" The leader needs to be someone everybody can look up to. Someone capable, someone who can see the bigger picture. They just followed the order but did not even think twice about their master while doing. You, on the other hand, thought about your master directly not singlehandedly about his orders"

You are different than the rest, you are something special. The same old strategy used in those movies for teens. Give them a purpose, indicate that they are something. Make them feel good about themselves. Because they are something special, someone, with a meaning. If life was just that easy.

" Your master needs someone like you. How could he trust those, who just blindly follow?"

Strengthen the idea festering in his mind. Create a big distinction, that elevates him from the ma.s.ses. Suggesting only he can take up the role of a leader.

" But those people would not begin to trust you, just because your Master would tell them to. Distrust and envy would follow and you could not lead them in that state."

Dampen his expectations, to showcase how important and severe the situation is.

" Trust like this has to be earned. "

Delivering the obvious conclusion to my question just serves to make it easier for him to digest the information.

" Everything has been taken care of, all of your companions have been prepared to receive a leader. The traitors that killed their master have fled. All you have to do is take up the mantle."

Now by unveiling the "real" plan, he should see what role he has to play. But I will make it a bit easier for him. After all, I do not want him to think too deeply about this issue. I don't need facts I need feelings.

" Deceiving them was necessary to make the death of their Master believable. They would not trust you unless you lead them to avenge the death of your master. "

He could only nod after hearing all of this information though he had yet to realize one thing. This facade was not realistic yet. I need to give him an alibi, for the time when he supposedly talked to the crowd of NPCs and then did not react to the orders of the players.

This leaves me with no other choice, then to stage their rebellion and add a lot more details than previously imagined.

" But in your current condition, no one would believe you in any way. They might even think that you have collaborated with them to kill your master and are now trying to buy enough time for them to escape"

This much should be obvious for any normal thinking human but you might never know what they are programmed to think. I had to introduce a solution to him, otherwise, he would not act like I intend him to.

" You need some injuries on your body some traces that you struggled valiantly."

He did not appear to be shocked by my words. Quite amazing how quickly he took up the role of a "leader". Though this would not develop the way he was imagining it to be.

" The next orders are absolute and cannot be refuted by any mean even by your master. This has to be done for you to fulfil your role."

This was just to make sure, that they will not get any information about me by questioning him.

" I do not exist, this was all your idea. It all had to be done to unify the slaves. You know nothing about the strange creature with so many eyes. All you know is that it has taken those eyes of the slaves that ran away. You have seen that with your very own eyes. That is all you have to know"

Those words lied heavy on his mind as I could hear him gulping.

" Can you do me a personal favour? If you get asked by a certain someone if you were given these answers, only then say those following words they will understand "[.............................................]

" Thank you for your help your master will appreciate all of your selflessness"

Just like stealing a lollipop from a baby. All that was left was to add injuries to his body. I had to hurry up because I had spent close to a minute talking to him and instructing him. Crushing his throat I ignored his questioning gaze the only answer he got was " It is necessary."

After a quick few heavy hits on his body, I was ready to leave and run away as fast as my feet could carry me. But before leaving I had one last thing to do.

A high pitched scream could be heard drawing any attention in the close vicinity. I had no time to enjoy my hommage to those cliche horror movies. Not receiving any physical harm had a higher priority.

The upcoming noises behind me were fondly ignored and I pressed the clothing over my head to not give away my appearance. Burning hair is quite a unique characteristic to have after all. The footsteps of those blind people should divert some attention. Though it will surely not last long till they are found. But it will be enough to divert some attention from my soon to be pursuers.

While my body was in shambles it still possessed far enough more strength than a body this small should have. Though it was far from enough to fight monsters in this state. I currently felt a lot more human than ever before. The times of throwing those ma.s.sives stones around are gone for the time being.

My gloves are gone aswell they are still at my last location and I do not even know how to get back there. As of now, it is best to stay away from monsters and players alike. I would prefer not to end up as a slave or food.

Glancing behind me I only saw a few people trying to chase me. The numbers were low either way because most NPCs had busy killing each other. This was playing right into my cards.

Despite my lungs burning for the first time in a long time I pressed on, slowing down to chat about life's mystery was sadly not an option. This way I was left my now choice but to proceed onwards.

Every spectator would see a strange spectacle, a lonely tiny figure running from a crowd of feverously screaming NPCs. No side was showing any signs of slowing down as the chase continued. As of now, they had not come into contact with players and monsters alike.

But then I saw the trouble that was currently looming over my head. The circle where I had been summoned was inside of a city. This city like the name suggests has a lot of players in it.

Trying to be sneaky with this mob rushing behind me is not possible. Trying to hide in a crowd of NPCs is also something I can forget about.

Unfortunately, fate was not my side as the current location was a sure way to get myself in even deeper trouble than I was already in.

I saw the first faces staring at me with big eyes as I came close to the first small huts. I did not have enough time to judge them for their poor taste, so I just stuck to running forward. More and more people stared at me. None of them had yet got in my way, but that was only a matter of time.

Here he was the first candidate, a small man walked in my, cleary tasked to do so. He just stood there as I ran at him. Such a half-hearted attempt would not be enough to catch me, therefore I simply jumped over him and continued to ran while the man just stared at me in his daze.

This was only the beginning as more and more players became part of the watching crowd. While not everyone had hired NPCs. The number of NPCs trying to stop me was rising and I could not show any leniency anymore. Why should I wait for those NPCs and players to get in my way?

I decided to throw myself in the crowd of NPCs that stood at the sidelines and barged through them with brute force. Though this move seemed risky on the surface it had the nice side effect, that my pursuers had to walk through them as well.

My small stature was one of my biggest advantages that I currently had. It offered higher mobility and the area the NPCs could target was quite narrow. Though I could not avoid them getting ahold of my clothes and grabbing it trying to hold me back. Those who tried to do so were greeted by my nails slashing across their faces.

As much as I wanted to I did not have the luxury of covering my face with the cloth. Many people had seen my face and most likely many more would see it soon if shared on HolyTube. The longer I struggled the more attention would come to me. But as of now, there was no way out for me.

[Do you accept the contract from player " I am too cool" ?]

Why would I do that? Of course not. f.u.c.k off.

[Your refusal was successful]

" Since when can NPCs reject?" a perplexed voice resounded in the crowd.

[" Do you accept the contract from player " I am too cool" ?]

f.u.c.k OFF.

[Your refusal was succesfull]

I could only sigh, this will be a lot of trouble. I just did not know exactly how much trouble I was in.

I did not have to wait long for this realisation to hit me like a truck.

[Do you accept the contract from player " Illusionary Fairy " ?]

This message caught me off-guard and a cold shower came over my shoulders.

Things just got a lot more troublesome.