We both keep on moving in silence. I hate the silence, I wish there was more fun stuff to do here. When I heard there was a big mystical tower, I expected some kind of big challenge, right? You know, like constant fighting or figuring out some puzzle or whatever. But there's barely anything. There's only 4 floors apparently too! Why make such a massive tower if there's only 4 floors?
Hey, did I ever tell you about god towers? You already know about this because you're me. But let's claim in this hypothetical situation that you're not me, and me talking to myself as if I don't know what I'm explaining makes sense.
I'm not crazy, alright? People talking to themselves like this is very common. It helps me keep my thoughts in check to narrate to myself like this. It's like realizing how dumb something sounds only after saying it out loud.
Right, god towers. God towers are basically when gods create a massive tower with a bunch of challenges in them, and then whoever reaches the top first gets rewarded. Usually the tower is set up as a natural disaster, so it can't be ignored. The reason why gods even bother doing this is the same reason why gods do anything.
Entertainment.
They want to see who will survive and who will fall. They want to make bets and see if their hunch was right. But I'm sure they secretly want the underdog to win, even if there's rarely a logical reason for them to make it very far. Sometimes there's even a final battle where multiple god gather their tower winners and put them against each other to see which one is "better". It's all in good fun.
Unless you're a tower climber that is, it sucks for them. It's usually very tragic, actually. But I certainly see the appeal.
My point being that this tower is very lame compared to god towers. It's too...melancholic? That's the word, right? Melancholy is a lame emotion.
It's getting cold. Is the next room ice themed? That'd be nice, maybe I could do a snowball fight or somethi- CLANK
Huh?
CLANK CLANK CLANK
I look back at the sphere that is now repeatedly slamming itself into different walls. I'm pretty sure it should be louder, actually. It's like...
Wait.
Sound Simulation (ACTIVE)
Simulate every sound in your vicinity into your mind.
Will automatically activate if sounds cannot be heard.
Will repeat sounds infinitely if the sound can be normally heard, as the sound will bounce back between your ears and your mind.
It is recommended to deafen yourself before activating this skill.
There's no way.
I wave my arms around a little, there's no friction, no resistance.
Did we seriously go so far up we're now in space? There's still gravity, though. Maybe it works differently here?
I'm not going to lose sleep over it. But it does make me wonder how tall this tower truly is. I'll find out soon enough, I suppose.
Oxygen Bubble (NOT ACTIVE)
Create an invisible zone full of oxygen around you as long as the skill is active. Oxygen might interact with other atoms in unexpected ways. Using the No Breathing (ACTIVE) skill instead is recommended.
The sphere stops ramming itself into random walls.
"My sensors were not made for this kind of environment." The sphere states, "I thought I could simply keep moving in the same direction despite not seeing anything."
We continue on our way. Unfortunately, despite the fact that the oxygen bubble is supposed to be invisible, it is now making it impossible to see very far. The cold vacuum of space turned the air into a white fog. It's kind of eerie, actually. At least this fog isn't alive like the white mist.
Eventually we make it to the third floor. As we enter the room we-
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Target neutralized.
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My body moves on its own. Red ribbons fly into the air as I narrowly dodge something that has already disappeared. My heart beats fast as I can feel my soul activating hundreds of skills in a desperate attempt to-
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Incorrect assessment, the target is not neutralized. Clean Up stance activated.
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A deadly dance of red and blue, a beautiful symphony of destruction. There is no need to question one's existence when your thoughts are rendered null by the pure adrenaline that comes from fighting.
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Target has been identified as an organic life form. However, their abilities far exceed that of any known animal.
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My right leg was cut off, this makes movement dangerous. This isn't some desperate machine trying to get batteries to prolong its lifespan. This is a machine that fights for fighting's sake.
It's terrifying. It's exciting.
I kick with my remaining leg with my hands pressed against the ground to not lose balance
Slash.
I grab one of its limbs and rip it off with as much force as I can muster.
Target's right arm is no longer functional.
I rip off the bone out of my broken arm and hold it in my hand. It hurts.
Target's close range abilities have increased tremendously, Kill Stance activated.
I can feel a million metal needles pierce me, they fuse into my skin. I redirect it to-
Goodbye.
All the needles pass through my lungs into my shoulder and form themselves into a new metal arm. I punch as hard as I can with my new limb and-
Defense Stance activate-.
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CRUNCH CRACK HURT RED BLUE SHRAPNEL INTO FLESH INTO METAL INTO DEATH INTO MORE
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I slowly come back to my senses.
I'm face to face with what I was fighting. Describing it would be an insult. What it looks like doesn't matter. Only that it fought well.
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My energy is running out. But it was not wasted. May you find your purpose in this place.
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It does not move, neither do I.
In a silent understanding. We both fall over backward, satisfied with the result of our synchronized madness.