"Life is more important than money. Keeping your loved ones safe is more important than any fucking loot you can find in the world." Amon growled as he slapped his bother once again.
"Do you understand?!"
Aron nodded as he put his arms up to defend his face, "I understand. I’m sorry... I won’t do it again."
"Good, let’s move on then." Amon said as he grabbed Aron by the hair and pulled him closer, "Tell me, why were you being mean to Mikey? She spent her money on your ass and kept you safe but you say that she’s useless huh?"
"She IS useless!" Aron countered, "She barely deals any damage and all she does is order us around. If she just gave us the wands, me and Letty could have beat the dungeon on our own."
Amon stared at Aron in absolute silence, not saying a word as he got to his feet and pulled Aron up.
Then, he let go of his hair and nodded slowly.
"Alright. You can beat it on your own huh? Fine. Let’s see." he said as he looked away, "Put on your clothes, we got some work to do."
Aron touched his bruised face and walked towards his bed and picked up his used clothes before putting them on.
"Broke bitch." Amon said as he looked at him, "She spent 2000 coins on your lame ass and you think you’re better huh? She could have bought herself a better weapon with those coins and she would have done much better than what you could have accomplished."
Saying that, he walked out of the room to see the girls outside.
"I’m taking my cute little brother on a trip to hell. You guys should wait until I’m done." he said before he looked at Letty, "Oh right, the girls will fill you up on the Academy stuff. I don’t know if Aron will be able to come since my decision will be based on his performance so I’ll need you to make a decision soon."
"I’m ready." Aron said as he walked to the door and glanced at Mikayla before looking away.
With a nod, Amon walked out of the mansion while Aron followed behind.
A few minutes later, Amon stood in front of an FFF ranked dungeon before he took a look at his brother’s status screen.
[Name: Aron]
[Class: Arcane Master (FFF)]
[Level: 10]
Status: Healthy
Emotional Status: Nervous and Afraid
Skills | Stats | Market | Quest
Coins: 120
[Stats]
Health Points: 80
Mana Points: 187
Vitality: 8
Defense: 5
Strength: 6
Agility: 6
Dexterity: 3
Mana: 15
Magic: 15
Unallocated Stat Points: 0
[Skills]
None
’Yeah.... ungrateful pig. Let’s see how you fight without a fucking wand.’ Amon thought as he walked inside with Aron right beside him.
"Go on. I’ll watch from the back."
Aron turned to look at Amon and just stood there for a few seconds before speaking, "Um, aren’t you going to give me a wand?"
"Sure. Pay me 1000 coins."
"I’m your brother." Aron said, frowning slightly.
Amon shrugged in response, "I don’t give a fuck. Now go and fight."
As he said that, he opened up his market and bought the one item he had put on hold.
[Sewer Rat’s Blood Essence (E)]
Effects: +100 Vitality, Supercharges pain receptors, increasing pain felt to 5 times of normal.
Duration: 12 hours.
"Atleast give me something..." Aron muttered, making Amon smile.
"Sure. Here you go." Amon said as he gave him a small vial of dark red liquid, "Increases your vitality."
Aron hurriedly grabbed it, lest his brother change his mind all of a sudden. The moment it swapped owners, he pulled out the lid and drank the whole thing in a single gulp.
A moment later, he frowned.
"Why do I feel all tingly?"
"Just the effects of the potion." Amon said as he patted Aron’s back, "Now then, get moving asshole."
Aron clicked his tongue and did as he was told. The 1000 extra health he had gave him ample confidence to fight it out in close range.
The brothers walked for a few meters before they came face to face with a yellow furred dog.
"Go my pokem- right, who knows if I’ll get into a legal case for just using the damn name. Better not." Amon muttered as he watched Aron rush forward.
The dog pounced, going straight for Aron’s leg and before the guy could react properly, it bit him hard.
A shrill scream echoed in the cave as Amon watched his brother scream and droll while rolling on the floor. His eyes rolled backwards and he passed out after a mere four seconds.
"Well well well..." Amon whispered as he walked forward and kicked the dog once, turning it into smoke.
Then, he took out a bottle of water and poured it over Aron’s face, waking him up.
"Aaaaah!! Fuck don’t bite meeee!" the guy screamed as he looked at his leg, only to realise that he wasn’t being bitten anymore.
"Haaa... haaa... where’s the dog..." he asked as he looked up at Amon who was smiling now, a smile that looked amicable on the surface but Aron only felt a chill on his back.
Amon tapped the ground with his foot, "I killed it. Now, get back up and let’s go to the next doggy. You said you can solo the dungeon but you passed out with just a single bite... fuckin weakling."
"I..." Aron frowned as he looked at his health bar. He had only lost around 20 health points but the pain had somehow managed to make him pass out.
"That dog was weird!"
"Sure. Let’s go." Amon said as he grabbed Aron by his collar and pulled him while he walked forward.
Aron struggled but before he could get back to his feet, he found himself flying. He could see his brother smiling as he stood in place but it was only for a moment before he felt an uncontrollable pain shoot through his shoulder.
"AAAAAAAAARGHHH!!!"