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Chapter 7 by clockworkoj clockworkoj

What'll it be?

Strange one time offer

The clerk starts to scratch his chin. "Weeeeeell, there IS one more place we havent seen, but its a BIT wierd." You sweatdrop for a second. "Wierd? what do you mean?" He looks at you with a dead pan grimmace. "Just trust me on this one, it's wierd. Normally we dont really allow anyone in here but..." He turns around and knocks three times on a blank wall.

And before you can say anything the bricks slide aside. "Well...follow me." We walk down a hallway to a small alcove overlooking what seems to be a training field. "What are we..." He stops you by putting his hand on your mouth. "Shh.." (BOOM!!) the two of you are blasted back by a small schockwave. "What the fuck?!" You manage to pull yourself up to witness two creatures sparing.

You look up to the clerk who is wipeing some dust of his jacket. "That's haineko and Zabimaru." (The bleach sword spirits, look them up if you want details.) You just stare at him "You mean...." He sighs. "Yup, just like in the cartoon. Unfortunitly ALSO like in the cartoon THEY choose there owners."

While the clerk is standing there pinching the bridge of his nose you hear some comotion from the floor of the training area. "Hey FAT TITS, look up there!" Yells a small girl with snake like features balanceing on a very long tail. A pink haird women with green fur surrounding her body quickly turns around. "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST CALL ME!!!?!"

While those two argue and pummel each other a tan woman with cat like features and pink fur looks up to you. "Hmm...What's this now?" She walks over to a comical looking dust cloud and pokes it with a stick. "Zabi.." She sing songs "You might want to listen to her for once." Zabi and Maru stop fighting and look up towards your general direction. "What the...(She spots you) Well...seems our benefactors FINALY found some one worthy" The three girls suddenly start to grin very evily towards you.

You look to the clerk for answers. He only gives you a sad smile, simmilar to what a doctor would give a terminal patient before telling him or her to go home and enjoy the time they have left

what sort of fresh hell are you in store for

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