"It's like what I can remember," Remy mutters in silence, still not entering the door because he can feel the hazardous miasma inside despite not going in there.
When he turned back to the time, he remembered; everything about his past life when he lived on earth. The animals, the games, and other stuff. This miasmic atmosphere inside is the same as in the game pocket monster.
It works like moves or abilities like Hail and sandstorm where he will be hurt from time to time. Pelted or buffeted.
Remy's cheat: Undead appetite only resists monster moves like a one-hit knock-out kill move, poisons, burns, Knockback damages, bloodline limits, and curses. It does not resist hazardous areas like outer space and underwater where he couldn't breathe, burning volcanoes, sandy areas, etc.
All of his Undead Appetite cheats will only take effect in the night, but if it's morning, status conditions like poisons, burns, freezing, etc. In the morning or daylight are things that only work. The resistance to back damages, bloodline limits, and curses won't work.
"I guess I have no choice."
Remy hesitated before slowly entering the door. He can smell a lot of this thing that would probably make anyone crazy. It's like a leftover toxic waste where no one dares to come near it due to its horrid smell.
"Peculiar."
Remy said in a soft voice. While ignoring that, most of his skin is burning due to the miasma.
He couldn't help it.
The tower looks horizontal. However, the inside is vertical. When he just casually entered, Remy knew this was the second floor of the death tower. There was no enemy to fight here. However, he knew that the hazard of the problem.
He lifted his hands to look at it; he is feeling pain constantly with his skin rupturing from time to time. Observing with his ability for Nightmare Precognition, he watches the skin on his left hand burn greater than the right.
Remy's two eyes burned brighter. The glow became red as his aura exploded. This time he activated his Nightmare Precognition to its peak, his eyes observing everything in its surrounding, calculating and executing everything in his mind.
The countless calculation, revealing all the scenarios to make the best choice to make everything easy with minimal effort.
All of it only happened in a split second in his mind. All the calculations and scenarios.
"Hmmm... I see."
Remy noticed that the concentration on miasma is uneven some parts are less and some are more. With enough calculation, he sprinted with blinding speed in the pattern.
He's like a shadow and a fish that swims at his pond. Soft and gentle, slightly moving from left to right. Evading all the ever-changing patterns of the miasmas concentration. Making him only receive minimal damages.
Remy is like a ghost rider in the dark, his eyes are like flaming with black flames on them because of his extreme concentration to reach the next room of the Death Tower.
'I'm coming!'
Remy easily reached the door and blasted it open!
Entering the third floor, Remy looks around.
"Now, what's the deal with this floo-"
Before he could finish his sentence, he sensed an arrow coming close to him; he evaded it by shifting to the side. He observes with his extremely powerful senses and noticed that the weapon arrow had poison dripping on its tip.
Remy closed his eyes as he tries to smell the poison and determine what kind of poison is it?
'No one wonder in the past, not a single one made it alive by this trial.'
He thought on his mind as he knew that this is a poison that badly poisons even symbiotic cultivators. Making them unable to treat it despite having strong regenerative abilities.
'On second floor first trial, my life aura would've been drained if I ever entered on this trial and would surely become a place of my demise if I am the same in the past or having a different beast if I threw my bat beast again.
'Fortunately, I didn't. Now, it didn't even reach and wasted one-fourth of my life's aura. Truly amazing, I can do this.
Remy looks ahead with determination on his heart. He proceeded with a confident pace. All kinds of traps: small bombs, poisonous arrows, gunshots, guillotine are easily passed by him.
His moves are accompanied by small shock waves. His senses are so great that he could be invincible. The burst of his feet, the way he landed all of them are explosives.
To gain what's up ahead, Remy will do anything! Even if it's a room full of miasma, countless traps, and poisonous areas!
Remy's eyes will never lose their way because all the things he desires shall be on his hands!
...
In the silent shadow night, violent block fogs surround the village everywhere, may it street, houses, churches, etc.
In the center of the village, an old man and a little girl were kneeling on an altar.
"My liege, we have sent a symbiotic cultivator on your tower."
The old man said this was the old man that Remy met and took him to a death tower.
"I'm pretty sure he is capable my liege."
The little girl said together with the old man. Her voice is not the same when Remy met her and the looks of the two are different. Their eyes are black and their pupils look bloodthirsty.
"Good Job,"
A voice from the altar replied and continues, "He also chose the black ladies. He is confident in his skill. Did you tell him that?"
The old man and the little girl sweated when he heard that. They did not tell Remy all those stuff in the death tower.
"Yes, we did my liege."
He lied. He assumed that the kid wouldn't do that leave. And he couldn't tell their lord that they didn't or they will die on the spot.
"I see, good job. You two may leave for now." The rough voice said.
Not knowing what they were staying for and what to say next, the two grandfathers and granddaughter stood up and left the place. Slowly when they left, there were smokes forms, a shape of a beast with a big ear and menacing eyes.
The beast looks in the direction where the two went off and muttered, "Liar, bastards." The beast smoke said and thinks about Remy who facing the room trials.
"Interesting," He said as he watches.
"I do not know what and how he knew about, but he dug his own grave and once he's in, he won't be able to resist and I will surely Rehehe!"
The smokey beast smiled that malicious intent to it and then he disappeared into the nothingness, leaving nothing behind but the sound of an empty wind of the altar's silent night.