Handmaid's Tale: A Narrative Fiction

,” How is Cho doing?” Muffled voices were heard,” She is doing just fine! I think she needs to sleep longer,” A girl laughed,” Hey, while you go upstairs, will you take this to Cho?” “Ah, yes!” Cho’s eyes slowly opened,” Huh…?” “Oh, I see you’re awake!” A gentle voice was heard,” Where… Am I?” Cho groaned,” In your room, silly!” Cho was met with a delicious aroma,” Violet…?” Violet smiled, and sat beside Cho, holding a bowl of ramen noodles,” How are you feeling?” She asked. Cho blinked, now fully awake,” Wh…What happened?” Violet tilted her head,” You mean, you don’t remember?” She raised an eyebrow,” Remember what?” Said Cho, sitting up,” Back at the tournament, when you were fighting the youkai samurai? Hmm…He must have beat you, pretty badly,” Violet explained,” Oh…That demon?” Violet nodded, stirring the noodles, with the chopsticks,” You were affected by his ‘Winter Blade’, the deadliest katana in history, but it’s a good thing, he didn’t kill you,” She handed the bowl of noodles to her friend,” Winter Blade? He did tell me that it lowers its victims’ strength, making it easier for him,
What do you mean?” Cho cringed,” The Grand Bartholomew did NOT mention this. But in every decade, the tournament takes a year to finish. During the first 6 months, fights are usually beating your opponent, and fatally wounding him. When the first 6 months have ended, they’re might be other newcomers, joining in, but it won’t be so easy for them. During the other half, that’s when the REAL danger begins,” Violet was now serious,” What happens during the 2nd half?” Cho shakily asked,” That’s when the killings began. 2 opponents come back, with ONE winner, and they continue their fight, after bringing their enemy to their death,” Cho gasped at the answer,” But I don’t get it! Aren’t they already dead?” She said,” They are only resurrected, if a player survives, then he will come back to the next