Percy Jackson: As a Gamer In This Dark World

If you want to read ahead by 20+ chapters you could take a visit on my patreon Or check it out.

http://patreon.com/SageOf016

--------

In minutes I was scrubbed to the point my skin was red and my body ached, still I struggled the whole time and even managed to get a nut kick in.

But I was simply too small as I was forced still and washed roughly, afterward they threw clothes at me forced me to dress myself.

Wet hair sticking to my head and my body shivering slightly due to the constant use of freezing water.

Still I kept a hard glare at the people in charge. Somehow they all reminded me of Gabe, that piece of trash.

Still as I looked around from the special line I noticed many pretty boys and pretty girls, many were human but under the watch of [Analysis] I actually found some were demi-humans.

But to me they looked like normal humans. So that left two possible explanations, one they could hide their features of the demi-human race or two I just couldn't see them.

But I paid that little mind as I looked at the children around me. Apparently this was this was the child only slave auction and we arrived just in time.

"Hey." I heard as I looked up to see a familiar face. Isaac was with me as I looked at him, his skin red like mine and some bruises just as well.

"Hey." I grumbled as I looked away from him as I ignored him.

The things on my mind were how I was going to survive this. Sure I could make a run for it but I wouldn't get far, also once I was forced to wear that collar there wasn't much room to escape.

For now I put the idea of escaping aside and turned back to see the carnage around me. Children crying and peeing themselves, little girls being madly groped by the guards for inspection.

Murder of an occasional loud one all of it reminded me of Tartarus, still it could not compare to its misery.

"Next!" A voice shouted as I turned to see the next five people in my line go up some stairs to what I assume was a private venue of a sort. All the others were just shuffled out into an open venue that people shouted prices at.

"Isaac can I ask you a question?" I asked him as he nodded.

"What are the chances of us being alive for the next year?" I asked him as his face fell grim.

"Depends on the person that buys us, but I have heard the guards speaking about a man that buys children to fight in an arena. They say ne buys about 60 percent of the children at these auctions." He said as my face grew grim, my chances of survival were slowly dwindling.

"Is that so…" I said as Isaac stared at me.

"You seem different from the others, I don't know what it is but you seem older than you should be." He said as I laughed lightly and sighed.

"Maybe I am but after seeing my parent's murder I guess you could say I woke up to the light of this world." What I said wasn't wrong, I enjoyed being a child again but at this time I needed my adult side to figure stuff out.

"…" Isaac didn't respond as we listened to the shouting of the people around us, I could only watch as hundred of children were towed away to be sold.

But after a time it was finally out turn as me and Isaac were pulled with 3 others into a special room with red silk curtain. The floor was waxed and smoothed to the point it was a little glossy.

"Stand here." Said the guard as I followed his orders. I just stood there silently as they chained out shackles to the ground.

As all of us were locked in place I could only sigh as I stood in the very middle of everyone. Just then the curtains opened and a blinding light of day entered the area we stood on.

….

6 years later:-

I stood quietly in the center of an on an underground elevator as the crowd roared at me in there malice. I could practically feel their want for blood as they screamed and screamed.

Cheap wine and foods were being bought in the stands but currently most of it was being throw in the air as they waved their arms.

I was kind of happy I wasn't someone in the first row because if I was then it would take me weeks to get those stains out.

Still I paid them no attention as the elevator in the ground slowly brought me up.

"Perseus! Perseus! Perseus!" The jeered in their craze as the tip of my head was seen by them. But my vision was only focused on my only friend in this whole place.

Isaac stood there calmly as his now 22 year old self as he stood to the side of the elevator and watched me go up.

He now longer looked like his former self, one arm was gone from the elbow down and one of his eyes was gone as well.

Yet he looked like he could take on 50 men at the same time and still win. His tan muscles bulging out of the small outfit we were forced to wear. His demi-human traits all too apparent as I saw his pointed dog ears and sharp tail behind him.

Apparently those traits didn't come in until a demi-human was at least 20, let's just say I kind of freaked out when I first saw them.

"You know you can apologize for what you did and none of this has to happen. There is still time." He said calmly as I sighed.

"Even if I did the crowd would burn this place down if they didn't get to see the fight. Plus Gabriel deserved it." I said back to him. He could only sigh. If you hadn't guessed Gabriel was indeed the Gabe's reincarnation.

Not only did he smell 5 times worse but he also looked the same and had the same attitude as he did before.

The only happy thing I could figure out about meeting him was that he didn't remember me from the past life.

--------

If you want to read ahead by 20+ chapters you could take a visit on my patreon Or check it out.

http://patreon.com/SageOf016