Child from the Dungeon

Chapter 205: Spin-Off Vol.1 'Dark Stranger ': Advancement Training

[ In the 'Facility' ]

" Tutor won't come with us, Facility Master? " DG-525 asks, as the Facility Master brings him to his place.

" You already know me? " the Facility Master asks which DG-525 nods.

" Tutor already told me about you, during the second half hours of my tutorship. " DG-525 says to him which makes the Master smirk.

" Well, then it seems you've been taught well. "

" Hmm... " the Master hums while DG-525 whistles.

* DG-525 whistles. *

" Is that a whistle, 525? " the Master asks DG-525.

" Whistle? " DG-525 immediately stops it, he immediately silents himself.

The Master sees it, he approaches DG-525 who is currently sitting there.

* The Master lowers his body. *

" It seems I was right... "

" The younger the subject, the better the result. " The Master touched DG-525's head he rubbed it and gently squished it.

" Umm... Master? "

" I always believed it, usually the grown-up Subjects are the ones easy to develop since their body is primed, but... "

" The younger ones often hold so many potentials since they have many ways to go. " the Master says to the innocent-looking DG-525.

" Ways to go? " DG-525 asks as he touches the Master's hand as he still squishes his head.

As it happened, the Master quickly retracted the hands, and he immediately stood again.

" Ahem... ahem... "

" DG-525, it seems we had many things to do today. "

" Would you like to follow me? " the Master asks which DG-525 immediately hops from his seat, following the Master as he walks to an aisle, filled with glasses.

" Reflection... " DG-525 says as he sees his reflection.

" Still obsessed with your reflection? " the Master asks as the two walk.

" Yes! " DG-525 happily responds which makes the Master smile too.

" It looks, good. " DG-525 says as he still smiles seeing it.

" Of course, DG-525. "

" The thing you see is what you looked in my eyes. " the Master leans down.

" See mine? " the Master shows DG-525 his reflection, he tries by waving his hands onto the mirror which the reflection follows.

" That's the great thing about mirrors, 525. "

" Like I said, by its use, it serves nothing but a bland construct... "

" It didn't serve as a seat, it didn't serve as a place to put our things, it is only a thing, that shows us who we are, it makes us...know... what we look like. "

" What do we truly look like. " said the Master to DG-525.

" What do we 'truly' look like? " DG-525 asks, still feeling obsessed as he now knows what he looked like after coming out from the place of darkness, he now can see who and what he is, for the first time.

" Now, now! " the Master quickly grabs DG-525 from the mirror.

" Master? "

" We're not here to waste our time looking at the mirrors, The mirrors are everywhere, I could even put it in your room. " the Master says while picking DG-525 away from the mirrors.

" What we should do now, is to take you up on the speed, since you're one of the Last batches while the ones before you had already put into the 'Training'! "

" Training? " DG-525 asks the Master to bring him into a place, a room filled with humanoid people, but despite their humanoid figures, some of them have some features that are not of a humanoid.

The Facility Master then throws DG-525 there, which the little one rolls as he hits the nearby wall.

" Ah... " DG-525 feels dizzy for a bit and then stands up.

" Why does it..., it... - "

" Hurts? " the Master asks DG-525 as he approaches him.

" That is called 'pain', my boy. "

" A reaction when your body hits something so hard, it signals your mind how much damage that your body receives. "

" Really? " DG-525 asks, he's still new to this concept.

" Yeah, it does... "

" Judging from your reaction, I could easily tell that your tutor didn't teach you the combat based on 'real' practice and only theory. " the Master says, he realized the Tutor only tutored him the basic things in theory.

" Right now, I'm going to do something more real, for you. "

" This time, a lot of pain will be included! " the Master pulls something from his pocket and it immediately latches itself onto DG-525's neck.

" Ouch! " DG-525 grunts as the very thing is strapped.

" What is this, Master? " 525 grunts and tears began to come out from his eyes.

" Tears, guess despite your great potential, you are a slave to those useless emotions. "

" If you already received your advancement and get so much advanced through it, then this level of pain wouldn't hurt or make you cry at all... "

" Pft, that Tutor of yours had already cowered herself before even tutoring the real thing... " said the Master to DG-525.

" 'Herself'? " 525 asked.

" Oh, you never see 'her' behind the suit? " the Master asks him back.

" Hmph, fair enough, Since she had to deal with so many subjects, guess no wonder she had to stay within for years, with that deep raspy microphone that edited her natural voice. "

" Huh? " DG-525 asks while grunting as the thing latches on his neck, trying to pull it out.

" I know, as her boss who knew from the start, I even get too adapted to her deep raspy voice, already making me think of her as the man behind that lab suit. "

" But anyway! " the Master brings up a remote, he then presses the button as it activates the thing that latches on DG-525's head along with the others around them.

" This is the start of your 'Advancement Training'... "

" From now on, you will hurt each other using your knowledge of Basic Combat provided by your respective tutors. "

" The thing on your neck is a 'collar', specifically made for you all to make you do what I've wanted. "

" To make sure you train your body, in order to achieve the next step of your 'Advancements'... " he smirked as the collar began to activate, The back of the collar, the one that touches the neck immediately activates some sort of mini-injection as it injects all of them with a substance, making them all yell, enraged.

" Now, it's time for your training, my dear Subjects. " The Master walked out of the room as the 'Training' started.

" For those who won above all the losers, then you could meet me in my Office to talk more. "

" Now, begin your 'Advancement Training', toodle-oo~! " the Master leaves and the door closes, leaving the Subjects behind as they are injected with rage, making them begin to attack each other, for the sake of their 'training'.

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( Hours later. )

[ The Master's Office ]

* Doorbell rings. *

" Come in! " said the Master as he permitted the guess in.

" *Pant* *Pant* *sob* *sob* "

" *sob* Grkkh... " DG-525 comes in, with his hand turning into his real state, the dark black-skinned sharp-long hands, this time, with his sharp blade fingers.

As he comes in, his body is filled with so many liquids with different kinds of colors that cover from his head to toe. His collar is destroyed, his body is filled with so much damage, and his eyes are literally drowned with tears as he survives all of this.

" That was fast? " the Master asks even after seeing all of it.

He approached DG-525 in his emotional state, As he approached he brought a small mirror towards the little one, showing him his current face.

" That is what I wanted, DG-525. "

" A Subject that survives any obstacles, both by brain or body. " the Master says while he still makes 525 see his reflection, which slowly but steadily, makes him cry even more, The little subject sees his scary-looking self and feels afraid which made the Master smirked to his own amusement.

" Now, you have been oriented. "

" Time to take you to the next level. "