Chapter 3: Running Man Championship!
Mc's POV
"Oh yes, Yes It's me the champion, Lonky!" Said the arrogant giraffe as I crossed my arms while standing still, gazing over at the large crowd as the others were either annoyed or Irritated. Soon we heard the sound of the Gong that made all of us look over at the large screen as a video was played that made me tempted to watch.
"The soul Tree, its fruit was the source of energy for civilization, however, many were blinded by its power which leads to never-ending battles amongst the tribes. Desperate to put an end to these catastrophic wars, the leaders of each tribe finally reach a peace agreement that the soul tree can be obtained in a competition. One player for each tribe, equipped with special watches and shields on their backs, competes against each other for a chance to win the Materion, the sacred fruit of the soul tree, and those great contestants, strive to succeed in each competition, are known as... The Running Man"
The applause of the crowds was loud and cheerful, as I stared at the screen until the video ended.
"So greed did took over them..." I muttered with a deep angered voice.
3rd Person's POV
As soon as the video ended, a robot popped out of the metal tubed that appeared to be the announcer.
"Ladies and gentlemen, Contestants, and a great member of the audience, I'm your announcer, O3-32." The robot introduced himself.
"It is my great pleasure to introduce to you the host of the 100th Running Man championship! The Symbol of wealth and Honor, the Fantastic, Legendary, and Elegant... Charming gold!"
"Who?" The bandaged man muttered in gawk as the crowd went wild. The tall tower in front of them shined in bright blue light before the bridge lowered itself, they were all shocked to see a charming blue peacock, standing at the bridge, looking elegant like the announcer said. Brushing his elegant hair to the back as the golden spotlight was shined upon him like the heaven itself was mesmerized by his charming presence.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the Running Man... Championship!" Charming Gold announced as he spread both of his palms open towards the soul tree before it glowed in the beautiful colors of the sun's rays while charming gold kept changing his poses.
"Charming Gold..." Both the bandaged man and Miyo muttered in silence.
"Nowhere are the rules of the Running Man Championship" The robot announced as a video was displayed on the screen.
"The Running Man Championship is comprised of 3 solo matches, 3 team matches, and 3 final matches, a total of 9 matches. Each player wears a watch on their wrist and a shield on their back. Whoever has the highest scores will be the final winner, and will take home the prize of Materion, the fruit of the Soul Tree."
Each player pressed the screen in front of them as their emblems were added to the watch and a shield was equipped on their back.
"In addition to tagging out your opponents, the watches also provides GPS navigation, additional rules, and Communication with team your mates"
"Also, you get eliminated when your opponents steal your shield, did you get that?" Asked the announcer bot.
"... too much information to process" The bandaged man sighed before yawning.
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