*While all that happened on earth within a month, Yeon has reached level 3. Yeon has no idea as to what is happening on earth but he might soon get some information.*
[Welcome to level 3]
[This level is an abandoned level. People are sent are here very rarely, so this level isn’t as crowded as level 1. The population at this level is around 100000. People with least combat abilities are sent here - mostly humans who have not committed murder yet but have quite a lot of negative karma.]
That’s still a lot of people. Although I guess compared to level 1, they are very low. That place was very crowded. Now that I think about it, I didn’t meet anyone who died after me on level 1 even though so many years had passed on level 1.
[Since you had a hard time on level 1 and level 2, Satan decided to send you here instead of the actual level 3. The actual level 3 is something else entirely, but there’s no need for you to know anything else.]
[Survive for 10 days here. Honestly, it’s pretty easy compared to what you have been through till now.]
Yeah, like hell, this will be easy. Just when I thought of this, a bullet went through my head and that was my first death. I didn’t even get the time to get adjusted to the new area, although it wasn’t a painful death since I was shot in the head. And just like that, I was revived at a different location. Luckily, this time I was in a forest. So, I hid in the bushes to get a grasp of the situation. Well, it’s just like the system explained. The people I see here are humans and the weapons they use range from a whip to a gun. And of all things, I was given a hammer.
Honestly, it doesn’t really matter, I am planning to just hide for 10 days. I don’t think I will be able to kill anyone, since I don’t know what crimes they have committed. It’s not like every criminal deserves a death sentence. Although I know everyone here is already dead, still, I don’t think I have either the guts or the reason to kill.
“Uncle, come here” a voice called out to me. It was a teenage kid who was hiding inside a tree. That was very surprising. But since he was a kid, I thought it might be safe to talk to him. So, I decided to enter his hideout. He had cut the trunk of a huge tree and made a small room inside it, and there was a gate made from the trunk to hide the room. From the outside, no one could tell that there was someone hiding inside that tree. It was a perfect place for someone like me to hide.
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The room wasn’t that big since it was inside a tree, and it was completely empty as well, although there was a chainsaw in the room. The chainsaw was probably the weapon given to him. There was a small hole inside the gate to look outside. It’s hard to locate such a small hole in such a large tree. He even covered the hole later. It was also impossible for someone to open the door from outside. It truly was a perfect hideout. Finally, in so many years, I got to sit idly in a room without any care in the world. It was a rewarding experience for me.
“How many times have you been killed kid?” I asked him. “I don’t know, I stopped counting after 40. I got lucky and revived in this room. I will just spend my remaining 17 days hiding here and be done with this…” “Wait, so you are telling me you aren’t the one who made this room inside a tree?” I asked him in shock.
“Wah! You sure are dumb for your age, uncle. How can you think a kid like me would be able to do all this while there are blood-hungry criminals out there? A few hours ago, I was revived here. I don’t have the skills to create such a place inside a tree. I just got lucky but since it would be boring to spend all my days alone here, I just invited you. You looked like a scaredy-cat as well who was trying to hide instead of killing. So, I thought it would be better to invite you as well. You should have first thanked me instead of asking my death count. You sure are rude. I mean, it’s not like I would expect anything from an adult to begin with.”
“Yeah! Yeah! Thank you for sharing this place with me. And stop calling me uncle, I am not that old. Just call me Brother or Big Brother.” And then there was an awkward silence for quite some time. To break this awkwardness, I started the conversation. “So, how old are you anyway? How did a kid like you end up here? Which country are you from?” Honestly, I was kind of curious as to what he did to have come to level 3. He looked like a kind kid. After all, he had just shared his safe house with me, who was a stranger to him.
“Ask one thing at a time, Uncle. I am 15 years old. And I lived in Xaria. I was an orphan and just roamed here and there for food and other stuff. It was a pretty peaceful life. After all, Xaria is one of the most peaceful countries. But everything changed after the Apocalypse. People awakened strong superpowers and some of them started committing crimes. I was caught in a situation with a criminal and ended up being responsible for his death, although I didn’t directly kill him. I died after that as well, to a Goblin. But I guess it still counted as murder. Otherwise, I don’t see any reason for my high negative karma. After my death, a voice called out to me and told me that I had negative karma, so I would be sent to hell. And this is how I ended up here.”
What the f#ck is he talking about??