The boat was finally pulling in to Unihol's island. The moment they left the docks, the tournament would begin. Molly was buzzing with excitement. She couldn't see where Price and his cronies were (she wondered if she should still be calling them that when Korrin said they were getting just as much bad from Price as anyone else, worse more likely), but it hardly mattered. They were literally destined to come across each other eventually, if only because of the demons they were carrying.
Everyone filed out of the boat and onto the docks. There was already a large crowd of other duelists from other schools who'd qualified on the docks, some looking similar to the academy they'd come from, some looking radically different. They did all have one thing in common: almost none of them were wearing any kind of under garment. Only the most egotistical of duelists would be, because to do so is to state for a fact that you're never going to take a direct hit for any reason ever, which makes it five times as embarrassing if you do.
While getting off the boat, Molly and all the other competing students had been given little pouches. Opening them up, they were shown to contain several little metal cards, each with the letter V on it. They fit perfectly into the duel disks, so after the first person figured it out, everyone was locking the cards into place for easy carrying, though no one gave an explanation as to what they actually were.
Molly did her best to look passed the crowd and see the island. She could see lush green fields and woods, and of course Unihol's mansion was so big that it was the first sign of the island anyone had seen. But beyond that Molly was half certain she could just narrowly see mountains and a sandy area like a desert out in the distance. This was gonna be one hell of a tournament.
Before too much longer, the first instructions came; those being to shut the hell up because Unihol was about to on via massive monitors in front of the docks. When he appeared, it was a shock to finally actually see what he looked like. He didn't look too different from his pictures in the magazines and news broadcasts; which was kinda the shocking part. He always looked great, and most people assumed it was just the media making sure he always looked good on paper and TV, but here he was, smooth skin, handsome face, silky silver hair. If anything, Molly was willing to suggest he looked better here than he did in the media. It was fucking surreal.
And that was before he started speaking and half the men and women in the crowd practically came just listening to his voice. Molly heatedly denies having done so herself. She'd just spilled water on her skirt by mistake before Unihol had started talking, and then dropped the water bottle so no one saw it. Yeah, that was it. In any event, she still tried to listen to what he was actually saying.
"Welcome darlings, to my grand island tournament! I can't believe this many duelists actually made it in! It's fantastic really, but no matter how many of you there are, only eight of you will be coming into my home~ those eight that do will compete against each other inside, and the winner of those will get a chance to duel against me. Win or lose, all eight will have gotten to meet me and stay in my home, which I'd say is reward enough! But there will of course be more tangible rewards for the top spots."
"Now, you're probably all wondering how exactly this tournament is gonna get kicked off, am I right? Well it's simple really, once I say go, you'll all scatter across the island, find a place you like a place you think other duelists will travel through frequently, whatever it is you want, and when you all hear the bell, you can start dueling. You've all got your duel disks on you, so the terrain won't stop you at all. Every time you lose a duel, two things will happen. First you'll have to give up one of the cards you were given. Reach zero cards and you can head back to the docks because you're out. The last eight duelists with cards will be the victors, and there is no time limit. This game could go on a day, a week, a year, however long it has to~"
"The second is that every time you lose you'll be required to pleasure the winner sexually. Only one climax is necessary, and it should only be something that makes the winner cum, not you. If they want to return the favor afterwards that's fine, but that's for them to decide. Why come to a Sex Monster's tournament if things aren't gonna get sexy? And yes, if you try to skip out on giving a card or reward, we'll know it. Every inch of this island is watched by cameras and every camera has eight cameras watching it to make sure it's not being tampered with. Cheating is absolutely not allowed on my island."
"Now, with that out of the way, you're probably all ready to get down to business right? Well don't worry my sexy little competitors, I just want to wish all of you good luck. Whatever your reasons, whatever your background, you all made it this far, and that's worthy of praising by itself. Now, let's see how much further you can take it. Ready? Set, go!"
There was immediately a mad dash away from the docks and to find somewhere to be when the bells rang. Molly wasn't sure where her friends were headed. Hell, she wasn't sure where she was headed. But she couldn't recall a time she'd been more excited. The tournament was on!