"Myself, Amon." The man spoke, getting up from his small bow.
Khun's back was suddenly soaked with sweat. A deep sense of foreboding rang incessantly in his mind, screaming, yelling- telling him to have absolutely no association with this man before him.
This was, of course, Winston's ability to create illusory thoughts, mixed in with his natural order of life as a demigod.
Just like how lower lifeforms cower under the might of an apex predator, trying to make themselves smaller to not be noticed, the presence of a demigod, a naturally higher and transcendental being, the senses of mortals would go haywire. It wasn't often that Winston used this ability, much less on his friends.
Partly because it was in this exact mont that he had decided to save it for.
He grinned and extended his hand. Khun's body tensed up.
"May I have that back?"
A pregnant silence hung in the air, deafening and palpable. Slowly, Khun nodded, and without wait, he threw the monocle to the man before him.
Smiling harmlessly, the man caught the monocle and without haste, donned it over his right eye.
"That's better." He said.
Suddenly, Khun chuckled, prompting Amon to look at him.
"It's strange. One of my friends has the exact sa na." He said. The lighthouse beside him moved, glowing impercebily.
Amon smiled.
"Now now, we can't have that."
Suddenly, Khun's thoughts went blank and he stood there, motionless and stupidly.
What was I about to do? He broke out of his reverie. His eyes again landed on the figure of Amon.
"Neat trick right?" He smiled. "I stole your thoughts." His sharo canines were visible through his grin. His eyes curved like a crescent moon.
"Steal... my thoughts?" Khun muttered, his eyes getting heavier.
His concentration Suddenly turned muddled and he kept losing focus!
Amon had stolen his rationality!
"Oh, Khun Aguero Agnis." Amon spoke- softly, deliberately. His stride covered the distance instantly, as if the distance between him and Khun had been reduced.
"What a pood little soul you are. It's a pity you t here."
Khun, who could not put any thoughts together or focus his will was at a loss. In a sense, his state was not unlike that of a pig kept for slaughter, entirely at the rcy of his keeper.
Murmurs and whispers seed to echo from the air, spoken aloud by unknown assailants. And then, everything crashed down.
BOOOOOMMM!!!
The entire right part of the compartnt was blown to bits!
tal bent at irregular angles and turned into rubble. So, scalded by the extre heat of friction transford into magma!
And from within the rubble erged a rampaging beast.
"Hey! You!" A feminine voice yelled out.
With the promise of pain, the woman, dressed in white and red and hair as dark as the night slamd her fists together, a mocking snarl on her face.
"Pick on soone your own size..." She said.
A low chuckle reverberated through the air.
And with the low humm of footsteps, a man slowly walked out, dressed in robes and a pointed top hat.
With a relaxed disposition, Amon slowly adjusted the monocle on his face and scrutinized Yuri.
"Ah, if it isn't Yuri Ha Jahad." He grinned, again showcasing his sharp canines.
"What a pleasant surprise indeed."
He spread out his arms, and declared proudly.
"Then co. Let us see who cos out on top!"
And chos ensued.
Boooom!
Every regular in the train was sleeping peacefully.
Until they weren't...
Booooooom!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Endless explosions poured down from the heavens, shaking the carriage and turning the structure inside out!
Endorsi, with her bong bong quickly flew out of her room and turned.
"What the hell is going on!?" she yelled, dashing straight into Khun's room.
Yet, to her complete surprise, there was no one there.
Boooom!
Another explosion rattled the carriage as Endorsi clicked her tongue.
What has he gotten himself involved in this ti?!
But before she could exit, she saw a soft petal.
The petal was red, gently floating in front of her. It looked beautiful and peaceful.
That was until it landed.
And when it did...
Shaaaaaa!
Flas poured out, concussion flas that destroyed everything they touched- not with the fiery demise promised by normal fire- but by brute strength held in the punches of a certain
Ha princess!
This was the unique shinsu of Yuri. Each rose petal contained a part of her physical strength. With hundreds of petal, it was like her punch landing on sothing hundreds of tis!
Destruction.
Destruction everywhere.
Endorsi let bong bong take over her again, flying high into the sky through the gigantic
gashes made in the carriages.
Through the corner of her eye, she saw princess Yuri engaging in a brawl against a strange man. The man was laughing, loud enough for his voice to echo in the air, despite the
explosions.
The rubble, falling through the air began to float up. Endorsi felt herself pulled by a strange
force.
"Co here!" She heard a voice. One that cald her down.
Evan Edrock.
She surrendered to the pull and felt her figure dash out amongst the rapidly rising rubble!
When she opened her eyes, she was already standing next to her team.
Khun, Zarhan, Amon, Hockney, Boro, Sachi, Wangnan, Yihwa, Prince and Miseng.
"What's happening?!" She questioned, her face expressing her confusion and shock.
"Can't you see? A fight between rankers." Zarhan, to her side, quipped.
Khun who had regained consciousness after Yuri engaged with Amon answered her question.
"Have you heard of the Monocle Plague in the lower floors?" His voice was strained. His blue eyes gazed at the destruction and the figure of Evan, who was rapidly repairing everything.
"That's right." She replied.
"Thats the cause." He said. His arm extended, pointing to the man.
A silence enveloped the area.
At the control center, Poro Poe wiped the sweat that accumulated at his forehead, looking
through the cara footage.
"....I need a new job..." He concluded.
Just then, a red light flashed before him.
His eyes perked up. And then, they shook in bafflent.
"How?!" He yelled, carefully analyzing the contents of the screen, making sure he wasn't
reading wrong.
They had reached the Floor of Death!
"But it should have taken 10 more hours!" He scratched his head, but then, he grabbed the
microphone and began to yell into it.
Attention all travellers! We have reached the 43th floor, also known as the floor of death!
Attention all travellers! We have reached the 43rd floor, also known as the floor of death!
The train will soon co to a stop!
Amon, hearing the announcent was pleased.
Just as planned. He smirked.
Then, then, he taunted. "How about we take this outside~ princess~~"
Yuri grew a vein on her forehead and punched at him.
However, the next mont, her feet lost their footing.
"Wha?" She couldn't help but scream.
Below her was red. Above her was red.
She had arrived. The floor of death.
The Hell Train whizzed past them, easily faster than the speed of sound!
"Comvenient right?" Amon's voice rang in her ears.
"What have you done?" Yuri questioned.
Amon, ever the mischievous man, shrugged his shoulders and held up his hand.
"Who knows? Care to guess?"
Yuri clicked her tongue.
One could use shinsu on the floor of death. If not for her status as a regular, she would have
even lost the ability to stay afloat.
Aside from those that use shinsu for flight, even those that haven't learnt the art get flight as
a byproduct of becoming a ranker- aside from being ageless.
And even that authority would be weakened once she entered the corpse of the administrator,
where only flight through spells, winged shinhueh and weapons was a viable option.
Yuri sighed, summoning her arms inventory.
"You've pissed off." She said, pulling out her two weapons, The Green April and the Black
March.
"I'll just kill you, right here."
Amon's grin widened, stretching out from ear to ear.
"Let's see you try."
A/N: Door pathway is op in lotm. High Sequence beyonders can just tp you into the cosmos,
instantly sealing your fate.
Amon did that to Klein during his ascension.
Also, I've begun to re-read lotm. After finishing, I'll read CoI and then, finally, I will begin
with writing the lotm fic, if that day ever arives.
Cheers~
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