The beginning... haha

"IT's a fake, a dupe! Oh crap~!" Wuong exclaimed to the rest of us as he took a closer look at the prize.

"All right old man, enough games! I'm sick of your trickery." Rav grabbed the shrunken old sage above the ground, attempting to squeeze the life out of the ancient one.

"IT really exists, I saw IT, I even had witnesses! They can confirm it for you! You can ask them!" Even on the brink of being suffocated, the sage still stuck to his story with such conviction. Maybe the legend wasn't a myth after all. I started to have second thoughts... and my head started to spin and throb painfully.

"ARRRGGHHH, what's with the music in this place~!?? It's worse than a Mujaldi scream!" KLowd clutched his head and screamed.

Trapped like rats. It was all to easy... too easy to be true. Such a legendary prize could never be obtained so easily i guess. We always had to pay our dues. There's no such thing as a free lunch in today's world.

Even as the inhumane noise assaulted our ears, i could still make out the chattering in the background. I could never mistake that all familiar chattering. It NEVER stops.

"WONGKIES!" K-LOWd shouted. Wongkies were all around, slowly creeping towards us, like predators that cornered the prey. Wongkies... cowardly weak creatures with a bark worse than its bite but always attacked in big groups, always ready to take advantage of a situation, like now.

A shot rang out. The body of a wongkie slumped to ground instantly. There was only one person who could have pulled off a shot like that.

KKK, silent but deadly.

I smiled and look at the rest. At that moment, cigarette butts were thrown on the floor, hair was flung back, weapons were drawn, battle auras released. It all started again, right at that moment. In our quest for that elusive prize, it always becomes the 5 of us versus the world, with the odds stacked up against us, but we wouldn't want it any other way...