"Woooowheeeee! That's one hell of a beautiful face yer got there, lady!"
The elderly slave howled out loud with his remark before Azaworth could say a thing.
'This stupid old gramp ruined the moment!'
Azaworth could only stare at the old man with an annoyed expression. The hooded slave chuckled to themself as they watched the situation unfold.
"Thank you, dear elder. But I am a male."
Hearing this, Azaworth and the old slave turned their head to face the hooded slave. Their expression was in confusion and dumbfounded.
"What?"
They could only make one word from their mouth as the truth was befall onto them. the old slave expression turn neutral and then to disappointment before turning his body away and looking at the outside, likely sadden by the truth.
Azaworth just made a nervous chuckle at the old slave before turning to look back at the hooded slave.
"Oh, I forgot to say my name, didn't I? Well, call me Alphiues, please. And thank you once again for helping me and the children."
Azaworth made sure to engrain the name into his brain so he won't forget.
"It's...no worries, I guess."
Azaworth tries to sound a bit cool with his sentence, but he knows he is just cringing at himself for saying such stupid words.
"What about you?"
A moment of silence was on them. Azaworth then opened his mouth.
"Call me er...Azaworth."
Alphiues made a sound from his lip, which sound is a "oooooo" as he heard the name.
"Sounds unique, and has a good ring to it."
"Er, thanks, I guess."
Azaworth was feeling a bit more nervous at himself as he had never had this much interaction with another person before. Before long, Azaworth started hearing the sound of the same beeping noise. He looked around once again, which caused Alphiues to look at him in confusion.
Noticing that he is making himself look like a fool, he immediately stops looking around and acts normally once again. Alphiues was able to see Azaworth's behaviour but decided not to talk about it.
Afterwards, Alphiues decided to stay beside the slave children's side and slept alongside them. After a few minutes of waiting, Azaworth saw they were all asleep, including the Elderly Slave. he saw that the elderly was near the edge of the caravan and would likely fall and bring down Azaworth with him by accident as the chain still connected.
Sighing to himself, he adjusted the elderly slave's position to make sure he won't fall, and finally took a breath of relief. Before he could sleep, he continued to hear the beeping sound in his ear and decided to try to find the source again. He looked frantically trying to find the source, but was tired out and a bit frustrated.
He wanted to give up, but when he thought about the beeping noise in his head, suddenly, when he blinked once, he would see a UI in his face. He was surprised and wanted to speak, but due to everyone being asleep, he decided to keep his mouth shut.
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Name: Azaworth
Innate Title: [Nil]
Rank: Unawaken
Traits: [Rat] [Power of Nothing] [Survivor of hell]
Phase: [Servant Slave]
Phase description: [A servant to some, and slave to all.]
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Azaworth stared at the UI, carefully reading everything again and again.
'What the hell is this bullshit?!?!'
It was the first time Azaworth had felt this much frustration ever since he got here as he screamed in his head. This was the most terrible stats that he had ever seen. He thought he would get something good, but once again, life decided to screw him over once again by giving him something so terrible.
It was terrible for him that he used his head and stopped thinking about the UI and the UI disappeared from his face as it turned to ash. He sighed to himself once more before laying down on the hard stool of the Caravan.
It was uncomfortable but he had no choice as most of the caravan were occupied by other slaves. He think to himself a bit about what he should do tomorrow morning to somehow escaped the caravan. He looked around once more and not seeing anything useful to his advantage. He sighed to himself before closing his eyes and falling asleep.
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As morning approaches and the sun rises up. The Caravan continued ridining to their unknown destination. And Azaworth continued dozing off. It was until someone pinched his nose really tightly and he got up and yelped in pain while holding his nose.
Pretty annoyed that someone woke him up, he opened his eyes and see the slave elderly man grinning at him with two fingers up and waving to Azaworth.
"Rise and shine kiddo! Felt pretty painful right hehe? Of course it will haha!"
'This old geezer...I'm gonna pushed him off this caravan if our chains gets broken!'
Before Azaworth could say anything to the elderly man, Alphiues woke up and yawn which got the attention of Azaworth. Alphiues had awoken alongside the slave kids, and including the other slave miners in the caravan.
After a bit of observation, he started heard a lot of galloping sound around the Caravan which at first he didn't hear because of the elderly man waking him up. He took a peek outside of the caravan and to his surprised, he saw a lot of Caravan beside the caravan he is in.
It was about like 20 Caravan he spotted, but there is likely more on the front but he couldn't see it. And it seemed to be carrying slaves as well. The slaves in different Caravan appeared to have different tunic and ethnicity.
'Ethnicity exist here? That is something I expected in a Purgatory Trial.'
Azaworth thought to himself as he looked outside before feeling someone tugging his tunic pants. He turned around to see the slave child that was looking up at him and he wondered what does he want.
"T-thank you for saving us Mister Paley."
The child smiled at Azaworth as he called him by that nickname
'Mister....Paley? Why did I do to get called Mister Paley...'
It sounded even more worse the more he thinks about it. He eventually realized that he was called that due to looking very pale. He put on a fake grin as his eyebrow twitched a bit.
"N-no problem kiddo...Mister Paley i-is also happy hehe..."
'I hate that name already....'
Alphiues chuckled at the sight before him and even at the nicknamed that was given to Azaworth. Suddenly, a large horn noises was made which shooked everyone within the Caravan. It was until suddenly, large aggressive galloping was heard at the back of the road and a horde of beast with hideous mouth with many sharp teeth and four big legs that could crush someone, were running at the same direction at the Caravan. And it shook the slave miner to their very core.