In the castle that belong to Chaor, his advisor was busy. He read the reports he got from the excavation of Kaizeph. With everything going on and what they learned, it was getting busier for the creature. They were all put on the wooden table of the black room, lighten by many candles.

He was a blue lizard-like creature with an orange underbelly and red scaly spikes where you expected hair and dark purple spikes on his back, "So much going on, so much discovery and little time to resume everything or Chaor will be mad."

He knew his ruler for a long time. It was a bad idea to test his patience. The report of their spies was also useful for details they didn't found out. He had little about the Chaotic Player of old. The Mipedians were the one who found out about him and managed to hide everything about it, except one tablet image that proved the first coming of the Chaotic Player.

Still, the proof that Chaotic Player came from the Cothica. Something even Chaor showed surprise when he learned about it. Who would have thought that those humans would be that important to conquer Perim under the Underworld hand? Even the craziest Underworlder wouldn't see that, even if someone wanted to manipulate the craziest one with the best of their charisma.

Still, how to reach it was a big problem. That was a long-term plan. He sighed at the last thing they couldn't figure it out. There was a mysterious room in the city. One that none of the tribes couldn't enter. There was a way to open it but the scriptures were of a strange language. One that was unknown. He snickered, "Maybe the Chaotic Player of old wrote that," before chuckling, "Maybe it was an older language or one they didn't want the enemies of old to find out."

After he said those words, he heard someone sneaking in the castle. The way the intruder walked clearly meant that it was Kaz. He often went to visit Chaor but it was often the sneaky way. The guards would chase him around if found out.

Still he wasn't expecting the boy to walk near the room. He opened the door and checked. He saw the boy walking in the corridor and grumbling a few things.

Agitos was interested when he saw something falling from the pocket. He recognised the symbol of Chaotic inspected it. The blue creature grabbed it with his claws and looked at it. It was a card. His yellow eyes pulled it close to his snout, seeing some strange writing on it. Similar to those of the scriptures. He looked at an image. When he saw it, his breathing accelerated. He glared at the image, muscles tensing.

The sounds of chains resonated in his brain, pain on his back as well as the sound of dripping blood. He bit his lips and blood came out as those memories rushed through him. He barely contained his lust for blood as he bit himself harder.

He stormed towards Kaz and put his hand on the shoulder of the boy, "What is that?" he yelled as he showed the card.

The boy paled, "That's… mom card. I was wondering who he was?"

Agitos noticed the boy's paling and looked around. No guards were around, thankfully. He calmed down his outburst and his eyes went into the boy's eyes, "You were going to ask Chaor about this wouldn't you?"

"Y-yeah."

"Terrible idea," he pulled the boy to his room, "He might not hesitate to kill you if you showed the face of his father."

"So he is," the Chaotic Player said.

"Yes Kaz," he threw the boy in the room and the card at the boy, "And you are lucky I busted you," because we will never reach the Cothica before the other tribes if I didn't. He closed the door.


Chapter 5: The Chained Agitos

"I'm… I'm sorry. I didn't want-" the boy was cut.

"Didn't want our wrath. Good. Because I would have cut your throat and drank your blood, if it was the case. However, I can tell it wasn't. Where did you find it?" the Underworlder ordered.

The boy sighed and scratched the back of his head, "I found it in the attic of my home. Mom had a collection of Chaotic Card," he pointed at it.

"So?" Agitos took his chance to know a little more about them at the same time.

"It was a deck case of the game… The first generation," the boy answered.

"First… generation? Explain!"

"This is the first generation of the cards, with cards we used. It went unpopular and the game was over, until it was brought back. The first generation had different creatures. Khybon had all his arms in them," the boy resumed. None of this was forbidden to say. After all, no rules applied about the first generation of that game.

Agitos crossed his arms, "So it belongs to your mother," no Chaotic Player showed up before, yet… they knew about our tribe, who the previous ruler was… Those Chaotic Player from the Cothica are fearsome. He turned around and said, "Good. Now leave before Chaor found you have that card. Crimson is someone better forgotten."

"Just like The Tyrant," the human whispered.

The creature heard it.

The boy stood up and asked, "Why is he such a monster?"

Agitos looked at the boy, "Why indeed?" he sighed, "I'll explain how. I don't know the why. I know enough about your tribe to tell that this is the kind of stuff, search for the unknown, that would push you to be stupid."

"Yeah," he admitted.

"Crimson was extremely ambitious but also extremely sadistic."

"He wanted to conquer all of Perim until only his tribe remained," Kaz resumed.

"Good. I won't lose my time with the basic. Anything else?" he got a no and the creature continued, as he sat on the table, "He was also known of bringing Underworlders as… entertainment. By that I mean having their body crushed until they are dead. He enjoyed hearing their scream and destroying them. Body and soul. If you want a quick dead, you spit on his face. Enraging him was a mercy kill. I personally know that."

"Oh my-" the boy interrupted himself when he understood that. He looked at the blue lizard being but saw no scars, "I-" he stopped himself.

"I know. I don't have a scar from it. I was just recently brought in his dungeon. Don't search it up, Chaor personally destroyed it," Agitos said when his memories wandered as he told a little of his tale, "Most importantly, there was one thing he failed to get before I met Chaor for the first time."

Long Ago

Agitos was chained against the wall of his jail. He could feel the metal pressing on the scales of his wrist, ankles and neck. Nothing was comfortable for him. He was stuck there. He could see dry blood of the previous victim and the smelt of putrefied flesh.

He heard a sound. It was skulls bumping against each other's. The young creature knew who it was. He could fell his heartbeat increasing, knowing too well what would come next. His fate wasn't something coming from rumors. Everyone knew of his upcoming fate and the previous ones. He lightly panted as his eyes were fixated at the other side of his jail.

"Looks like you woke up," the ruler of the Underworld said, opening the cage and entering inside. The creature gazed at his toy with a large grin.

"Crimson. I did nothing wrong," he whispered, knowing how pointless it was.

"I am the king of the Underworld," he grabbed the jaw of his toy and lifted it, forcing the blue Underworlder to look in his eyes, "I heard you were a wise and intelligent creature," his claw pressed on the scaly gut of his prisoner, "But on the weak side. The perfect enjoyment for me," he grabbed one of the purple spikes and pulled. He lifted the blue creature until the chains prevented him from going higher, "Weak enough to scream quickly and intelligent enough to really scream to my delight," he pulled more and the skin on the back stretched.

Agitos painfully grunted. He wanted to scream already. There was one thing he had. One thing his entire tribe had. One that his ruler expected to lack. He bit his lips and held back. He looked in the eyes of Crimson.

"What's this?" the ruler of the Underworld grunted furiously as he pulled even more. The tore a part of the Underworlder back with the extracted spike and blood came out of the fresh wound. He played with the spike as the blue lizard felt on the ground.

The blue creature did everything to hold back. He wanted to scream so much. He winced when the lost spike was plunged on his back. He barely managed to only whine.

He wanted to beg for mercy. A quick death would be much better. Stubbornness wasn't worth anything at all. Yet. Agitos refused to take that path. He pushed aside his fear. He was going to die but not that way. He wasn't a brave creature. He often was fearful of danger but that fear was a tool to survive. Now, in this room and with this very Underworlder, it was not a useful tool.

A punch in the chest made him painfully coughed as he ran out of air. He looked on the ground as the only sound he heard was the chains. He spit some saliva when his head was lifted once again.

"I really despise that face my toy," Crimson gave another blow at the chest as he approached the claw near the left eyeball of his prey. It stopped at an inch, "You make me feel like you are a defective toy. One that doesn't know his place. As your king, I want you to scream and…" he poked the eyeball once, ready to take it away from the creature forever, "Never look at me like that a-"

He was interrupted by a creature who said, "My king! An Overworlder stole your mugic!"

"What? After him!" the ruler furiously yelled.

"We are already after him. He also blew up your statue and your throne! The Overworlder said that you couldn't even watch it," the soldier gave a quick look at the prisoner then whispered something else at his ruler.

Crimson furiously yelled and stormed off the room, ready to personally killed the intruder.

The soldier left and Agitos was on his own. He felt the pain slowly subsiding on his back. The bleeding calmed down. He could breath slowly once again, just painfully wincing at each intake.

"So, father decided to use you as his new toy," someone said with some venom when he mentioned father.

The prisoner of his faith looked at the new one who came. The creature looked very similar to the one who had fun torturing him, "Prince Chaor," he grunted.

"Don't say it that way. I am not here to torture you. Someone as wise and intelligent as use, ending up like that. What a waste," Chaor approached the prisoner and stood just in front of Agitos.

"What do you want?" the creature asked.

"As I said, you are wise and intelligent. I brought a distraction for something important," the intimidating prince replied.

"For what?"

"To get out a proud Underworlder and-" he used his hands to break the chains and released the Underworlder, "-I'm ready to rule the Underworld," his face was near the other Underworlder, "So you will help me get rid of that annoyance in my way," he let out a large grin as he showed his fangs.

Agitos weakly stood up and gazed in the blue eyes of the prince, "And what's in it for me?"


Present

"And that's how I met Chaor. As for what I've been through, I'll consider myself lucky that it was only a… small sample," he put his claws of his hand very close to each other's heavily implying that it would have been so much worse. He then showed his eyeball, "Crimson would kill you at first sight. Every Chaotic Player should be grateful that he is dead. All that remained is a trophy in Lord Chaor's chamber."

"What is it?"

"Crimson Skull above the door," Agitos had a smirk on his face, "And that's how I became Chaor's advisor… Thought it was much later I was officially named one."

"Agitos… Did all of this really happen like that?" Kaz wondered. He felt like things went pretty quickly and little details skipped.

"Mostly. I held back a little what we said and its better not to take too long. I also cannot make Lord Chaor wait," he stood up from the table. He let out a small smile, "But I enjoyed sharing a story," he added darkly, "Even if it was this story."

"Yeah… It's better I don't talk to Chaor about his father," he remembered Agitos reaction just by the image.

"And why I act that way against you, they are much more things that Crimson said to me. Things that will follow me to my grave," the creature darkly said.

The Chaotic Player decided to leave it at that. He had one thing in his mind thought, "Agitos. Do you know what is going on with the M'arrillians?"

"They are pretty calm right now. Why?" he asked suspiciously at the human.

"Because one of them attacked my friend Tom," the boy said.

"Your friend," he grumbled. He knew that MajorTom sided with the Overworlders. He gasped, "Wait. One of them attacked him? Why?"

"Yes. They are thinking something stupid."

"What is it? It must be important to tell Lord Chaor if you brought this up," Agitos pressed the boy. He felt his body shivering as he guessed what it might be.

"Well… It's really stupid but the M'arrillians believe that we, Chaotic Players, could bring creatures to the Cothica," the creature gasped when he heard that but let the boy continue, "They wanted Tom because-" he said nothing else.

"He is friend with Maxxor," Agitos put his hand on the shoulder of the boy. He never let Kaz asked how he already knew, "Then expect to be targeted too. You are in Chaor's inner circle you know."

"Y- You're sure?"

"Certainly. If they believe you came from the Cothica, they will be after you too," the blue Underworlder said. He lightly grinned, "Now go. You cannot meet Chaor with that card," he pointed at the pocket, "And made sure you don't have it on you when you come back to Perim anymore."

"I won't," he put the card in his pocket and took out his scanner.

Agitos carefully observed the scanner as the human ported out, "Strange object they made in the Cothica and Chaor needs to know about this right now!" he went towards the throne room.


AC: This is the end of this chapter. The updated will slow down soon as my two weeks vacations are almost over. Consider Agitos Past not completely explained as he did hold back and not mentioned many things.

Next chapter: Surprise For Both Side.

Sarah was caught by Odu Bathax and suddenly got an invitation from the Danian Queen when she was certain to be jailed. Sarah and Odu Bathax don't know what would come next.