Devil Slave (Satan system)

Chapter 662 The Game Show

Meanwhile, Lenny Tales had his own troubles at hand.

After all, right now, he was trapped in the red Sands of the Gate and things were not looking well for him.

The red sands climbing his body, sealing him in the sands of their depth, the world, for Lenny, suddenly changed...

....

Slowly, Lenny opened his eyes to the bright sight of lights. These were lights of different colors. And then his view became brighter and all he could see was ....

"Ladies and Gentlemen, I am your Host THE MAGISTRI..."

There was suddenly a loud round of applause that came from all sides.

However, Lenny had clearly heard those words. He looked up at the magistri. Truly, it was him. The magistri was in a shiny red suit and had a broad smile on his face.

The sight of him surprised lenny. After all, lenny remembered clearly that he had killed this particular man.

All of a sudden, there was more clapping and even whistling and that was when Lenny noticed that they was actually an audience. It was an unsightly mixture of humans, demons, devils, and some creatures that looked like Predator from the old movie in his former life: Aliens Versus Predator.

There were even creatures that looked like King Kong and Godzilla. It was a surprisingly incredible mash up.

All of them were dressed very fashionable in clothes that only humans of the late eighties would wear, and some even had the crazy hair styles of that time period.

The Camera men looked to be Babies in clothes, but impressively, they still handled the Cameras very well.

The confusion Lenny felt was even worse than before. He tried to get up but that was when he noticed that he was currently strapped to the chair.

No matter how hard he tried to remove it, it just did not work. He too was dressed but it was in a pure white suit.

His inability to move or leave his seat frustrated him a lot, but more surprise awaited him.

"...Welcome to your favorite game show.... Say it with me now, guys!"

*HOW TO BE THE DEVIL'S SLAVE!*

The Magistri and the entire audience echoed the Title of the Game show.

Those words made Lenny raise a brow, "Game show!?"

Meanwhile, the crowd cheered and some screamed the name of the game show.

"Good!" The magistri nodded, "Today, ladies and Gentlemen, We have guests from different parts of the world. All of them here to prove that They... ARE ... THE... RIGHT..."

The Crowd joined him, "DEVIL"S SLAVE!!!"

There was more clapping.

The Magistri waved his hands for the crowd to settle down. However, Lenny moved from being surprised to being horrified. Nothing made sense to him, and his mind felt as if he was being pulled apart.

His differenciation of what was right and what was wrong was gone, and he wandered if this was his reality or not.

After all, everything he could see and feel looked sure real. But At the same time, it felt incredibly rough.

All of a sudden, He screamed loudly, "Let ME GO!!!" A blast of white flames rushed all about him.

However, the Magistri, and Host of the game show suddenly snapped his fingers and all the abundance of flames that was rushing out of Lenny's body suddenly disappeared like a light switch that was turned off.

Lenny tried hard as he could, but it was gone. It was all gone. He could no longer feel his magic. he was now as empty as he had been in his first life.

"What the fuck is going on? Where the Fuck I'm I?"

"Oh, sorry, that is a different Game show from this one!" The magistri answered as he chuckled.

The audience also burst into laughter with him.

"On this Game show, we ask questions on the qualifications of being the Devil's slave. Winner goes home not only a Devil's slave, but also with a bonus of three thousand Magic points and...Drum roll Please..."

*DRUMROLL!*

"That's right! You guessed it ladies and gentlemen.... Our own hand made sweater vest sighed and blessed by Lucifer Morningstar himself!"

The magistri pointed to a well decorated screen and the audience screamed in applause one more time.

Meanwhile, lenny was even more confused as to what was going on. One minute, he could feel his powers and the next minute, it was all gone.

Nevertheless, the Magistri continued, "Our contestants today are all very fiery individuals. Each one of them is badass in their own right. Of Course, you all have heard of Contestant Number one. He is Bad, he is ruthless and all his love interest keep dying like birds falling from the sky.... Ladies and gentlemen, please give a round of applause for LENNY TALES!"

The crowd applauded, and some whistled loudly as the spot light landed on Lenny.

However, Lenny could not take it anymore as he struggled to get himself free. But it was of no use. He had been strapped tight to the chair.

in his anger and rage, he screamed at the magistri, "Unhand ME! Or I swear, when I get out of here, I'll..."

The Magistri came closer to his face, covering the microphone with one hand as he spoke in a soft inaudible tone, "...let me guess, you will KILL ME?" He met eye contact with Lenny, "And how did that work out for you the last time it happened?"

Lenny was frozen in shock. However, the magistri had a broader smile on his face as he stepped back, "Next, ladies and gentlemen is a different rival for the position of Devil's slave... He is Badder than contestant one and was responsible for dicing Catherine's body into juicy digestible bits after forcing her to eat herself before her death. Many Have forgotten him, but many still do: He is...."

Once more, there was drumroll....

"AGENT 'X'"

There was a loud round of applause as the spot light moved from lenny and unto another corner. Truly, there he was... Agent 'X'.

Lenny was instantly frozen in shock. "What the fuck is going on!?" Lenny muttered to himself.

Just then, he got an Alert from the System.