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Chapter 1

"Looks like your finally awake. Welcome to the next eternity of your life." Tsukune's eyes opened slowly. He felt groggy and his head was pounding.

"What? What are you talking about?" Tsukune called out in the darkness. His eyes slowly adjusted, causing the blood to drain from his face. "Where the...?"

"Don't worry about it. The last few chaps through here went through the same thing, though can't say what happened to them. You're in the Asylum now, and they have no intention of letting you out."

"Asylum what are you talking...?" Tsukune finally noticed the barred door, crafted from steel rods. The old, worn stone made up the walls, ceiling, and floor. There was a small bench, but it's purpose wasn't clear.

"That's your bed chap, though I've taken to sleeping on the floor myself. Just feels more natural. Now let the game begin, since you're fully aware."

"Game, what game are you talking about?! How the hell do we get out of here?" Tsukune felt his heart skip a few beats.

"Yeah, the game. We see who hollows to insanity first. I've outlasted two, maybe three chaps. And I suppose you'll be the fourth. I hope you'll turn out to be a worthy adversary, unlike that damnable wizard who came through here. Lost his soul in just a few days, a week at most." The voice paused, as if contemplating its next words carefully. "Let the game begin, for true this time!"

"What?! How can you play some game at a time like this? I need to get out of here! And I bet you do too. We have to get out!" Tsukune jumped to his feet and grabbed the door. He began rattling the bars like a madman.

"All the strength in the world won't break those old bars. Magic doesn't do the trick either. This Asylum was forged from the very stone arch trees of old. It would probably take a dragon to break through, or an army of demons."

"No, I can tear this place down! I have to." Tsukune renewed his endeavors at breaking down the door. He began viciously punching the bars. A succession of loud clangs reverberated down the long, empty hall.

"All you get out of that is a broken hand." The voice gave off a hearty laugh. "Like I said, a simple person like yourself won't be able to leave. Otherwise I would have left a long time ago. Now just calm down, take a seat, and make yourself comfortable."

"No! You don't understand! I have to get out of here now! There's someone waiting for me!" Tsukune punched the wall one last time.

"We might all have people waiting for us chap, but the hard truth is they are gonna wait themselves to death. Now, take a seat and tell me your name, if you do I'll tell you mine."

Tsukune sat down hard on the bench. "Aono Tsukune." He muttered.

"Sorry? What was that?"

"Aono. Tsukune." He repeated slowly, the anger starting to build in his voice.

"Hmm, didn't know that it spread to the Far East. Seems the entire world will be in here soon! Now Aono san, the name is Godrick Gerald Geldronius IV. But you can just call me Godrick.

Tsukune said nothing, his mind kicking into overdrive. 'There has to be a way out of here! This guy is hiding something from me. There has to be a secret passage or something!' His mind stopped. "Wait, you called me Aono san? How did you know to add san?" He was genuinely puzzled.

"I've been on my fair share of pilgrimages, Aono san. But that was back before they tossed me in here, you know? Wish I could tell you how long ago that was, but my memory is a little fuzzy. You start to lose yourself in all the monotony."

Tsukune was disgustingly curious. "How...How long have you been in here?"

"Don't know to be honest, there's no more room for tally marks on my walls. I used them to mark the days, I should have used them to mark the months!" Godrick gave a chuckle at his own joke.

"You mean to tell me you've been in here long enough to carve a tally for each day? How are you not insane?" Tsukune's question was deadly serious.

"Back before I was in here, I was often told that I had a will like that of Artorias, and the jolly nature of a citizen from Catarina. But I'm just a simpleton from the Great Swamp. What about you Aono san? Where are you from?"

"Japan."

"Hmm, that must be some wondrous place in the Far East I imagine. Good for you Aono san, good for you." Godrick started tapping on the stone walls. "So, other than obvious reasons, why do you need to get out of here so bad? I haven't seen anyone attack something made out of stone arch trees in such desperation. Whoever is waiting for you must be extremely important." Another jovial giggle left Godrick's mouth.

"She's...She's really important to me alright. I would give anything to be with her right now." A sad sigh escaped Tsukune's mouth, leaving Godrick feeling down.

"Hey there chap, pick yourself up." Godrick tried his most comforting voice.

"What's the point? You tell me I'll be in here forever. I might as well sulk about it." Tsukune buried his face in his hands.

Godrick stood up, getting close to the door. "Listen, Aono san. I have something to tell you, even though I really shouldn't. But I'm going to anyways, because I hate it when people are so sad." He took a deep breath. "Legend has it there is a knight around here, searching for all the people imprisoned. It's rumored he has the master key to the cells. He could let out every single person. But, then again, it is just a legend..." He trailed off.

"Gee thanks, thanks for telling me that. I feel so much better now, knowing that someone may or may not be coming to get me out of this hell hole. Meanwhile Moka could be in danger! I need to get out of here!" Tsukune yelled, throwing a weak punch at the wall. "Instead I'm stuck in this place, with an insane man! You lost the game a long time ago!"

Tsukune heard Godrick sitting down.

"Geez, looks like you'll lose it in a few days. Real shame too. You're just going to give up on this Moka." Godrick whispered.

"WHAT!? I'll never give up on Moka! Or any of my friends for that matter!" Defiance roared in Tsukune's voice.

"Then..." Godrick brought himself to the door. He stared right at Tsukune from underneath his tattered hood. "...Win the game."

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