He waited for his eyes to adjust to the darkness that seemed to be everywhere but that never happened. Levi wasn't really scared of the darkness, there was a comfort about it — he was more afraid of the things he couldn't see.
"Is this what blind people see?" He gasped loudly surprised by his own voice. "Hey, I can talk!"
There wasn't a problem with his body it functioned as it should. He walked around aimlessly, with his hands in front of him incase something was in front of him.
"System? What's happening?" He said that louder than he intended.
[I, I truly don't know Master. I told you not to touch that thing now we're lost in time.]
The system would usually sense the surroundings and the world but the place they were in, nothing existed or so it seemed. It was just a void of nothingness.
[You're half demon, you should be able see in the dark. Your kind were nocturnal, Master you have to try.]
Levi ignored it. If it was an innate skill from his race then why didn't it activate. He wasn't sure either how to go about exploring his race, he didn't know anything about them.
Instead he continued his walk, until he felt a small prickle on his neck. He tried to touch the spot but his arms didn't work.
Levi saw his headless body falling to the ground. He could see, but why was his body slumping to the floor a good distance away from his eyes.
It dawned on him that, he had been beheaded. By what, he couldn't tell you.
'Why's my body so small?'
He could see things, things he couldn't begin to describe and they were everywhere. He began to regret his decision of going in there. Maybe if he'd stayed in his territory they'd come in smaller numbers each time, now he was in their territory and he was dying...dead.
A huge gasped left his lungs, he breathed loudly and started examining his neck. Everything was fine, it was as if he'd dreamt all that.
"Wh-what happened?" He asked in a panicked and high pitched voice.
[You died, I think. I was off too, I have no idea how you came back. Master this is unnerving, please find a way back.]
Levi was still disoriented. The death once again made him feel like a part was ripped from him, he knew they were there but he couldn't see.
"Before, I could see, when my head detached from my body I mean. How did I do it?"
Judging by his voice and small hands, he concluded that he was in his new body. It felt limiting, if he had to fight through this, he wanted a bigger and better body.
[In your dying moment, it must've triggered your sight.]
"So I have to die?"
[Maybe you have to trick your mind into thinking you are?]
That wouldn't be hard at all, in every waking moment it seemed like death was his best friend at this point. As much as he tried to run from it, they just seemed to gravitate towards each other.
He closed his eyes for a short while, imagining all the deaths he'd been through the last couple of years.
Levi slowly opened his big grey eyes. They didn't give him daylight vision, it was as though the world suddenly had some moon light.
He could see farther than any human could. If there wasn't a nightmare with the newfound sight he would've thought it was a gift.
"I don't know which was worse, seeing them or not."
[Look at it this way, you can now avoid them when you can help it. Congratulations Master on activating one of your many innate skills.]
"But there's so many of them..." He was frozen in place, afraid if he moved they would come in greater numbers. "Hang on, one of many? How I do access the others?"
[I don't know.]
He had a sinking feeling that it knew, it just wouldn't tell him. A reminder that they were not friends just random acquaintances forced to be together on this journey.
Instead of going back and forth with it, he zeroed in on his surroundings. There were more monsters than there were trees, he could count them all on a single hand.
"I have to find a weapon, somehow." He said moving incredibly fast between them.
His movements were what stirred them from their dreamless slumber. Claws and stingers made haste after him.
For the first time he was glad of his small body, he was nimble. Dodging them was too easy, though he didn't know how long he could keep doing that before one actually succeeded in bringing him down.
A tail flew dangerously close to his eye, he had little choice but to come into a stop — a rookie mistake no doubt. He felt the familiar prick, but it was his entire body this time.
This time he didn't have the luxury to say anything, as his body was sliced into a number of cubical pieces.
These deaths felt like he was being thrown in the deepest parts of hell, albeit he'd never been to a hell before. But the way they reacted to his soul was something real, he felt like a piece of him died each time.
He got up from the ground with much difficulty, smaller than he had been when he was sucked into this place.
"How many times has been that?" He asked, his voice hoarse as though the vocal cords were still mending themselves.
[You've died 46 times since arriving here master.]
He laughed maniacally, unable to believe what he was going through. But he concluded having your soul no longer exist must be far worse.
"What do you mean 'You?' you died too didn't you?"
[Master, I'm a system, nonliving thing. I cannot die. And I can tell you're at the brink of insanity please don't allow yourself.]
They didn't let him catch a break since getting here. He was killed by different kinds of creatures in different kinds of ways. The last one being the worst, since his entire skin and muscles melted from his bones.
"I'm not dying again!" He said with resolve.