On the 35th floor of the tower, Peter Christopher Martin appeared a few miles from the city he first appeared in.
Holding a spear, Peter felt like he was in a virtual reality game. For him, this was all so unrealistic, and, even now, it was hard to believe what was happening.
'Maybe that's why I awakened such ability?' Peter muttered in his mind.
The skill he has is fantasy. Everything he imagines practically happens, or nearly so; it is not as powerful as it appears to be. At most, he manages to disguise himself and impersonate someone else, using the 'fantasy' skill.
Until then, he used to go unnoticed and trick the living beings of the city and leave unnoticed. It was a good skill, but it had drawbacks. For example, the time he can use, even the shape.
If it weren't for the fact that the government had put a door in front of the dungeon, he could go in and stay as long as he wanted, but it was impossible for him now.
