It wasn't only the 10th floor but all the other floors as well. There was absolutely not a single soul in here. It was completely abandoned. All the other rooms were either broken open or not locked at all. Could it be they all killed each other or Slasherman got them?
Eric sweated. Good thing, he didn't wake up in this tower. However, there were no dead bodies but there were obvious signs that people lived in each room. How long has it been like this?
Eric and Tom went back to the 5th floor, "Let's use this tower as our base, it's a good thing no one's here. We're blocking the entrance to this tower, so no one can come here. We'll be safe here."
"Ok!" Tom nodded eagerly, "How do we do it? Using furniture?"
Look at this brat now, totally different and warming up to Eric so quickly.
Was it because of his protagonist halo? No, no, no Eric knew it was because of his superior's skill of charming everyone. Eric proudly touched his nose before getting serious.
"That's right. This is the hardest part, we can't make any noises to attract anyone."
Eric said it as a matter of fact but then saw Tom's surprised face, "What's wrong?"
Eric turned around to see if someone came but there wasn't anyone. Even squinting his eyes to see into the dark hallway that connected the two towers didn't let Eric suddenly develop night ray vision and track someone.
"Timmy, I was wondering this since the 7th floor but you haven't noticed yet?"
"Noticed what?" Eric got anxious. A-A-A g-g-ghost? Eric frantically turned around seeing how Tom pointed behind him.
"That," Tomm just continued pointing. Well, fuck me, Tom this helps me a singly shit. How about I cut off your finger and stick it on the wall as an arrow? See how useful this is? Yes? Not fucking at all!
"You don't feel it?" as Tom sprouted even more ominous words, Eric swore his soul wanted to separate from him any seconds. Eric couldn't take it. He absolutely couldn't take it.
"You can't hear it?"
"Stop it already!" Eric hissed through his tears while trying to hide the fact he almost peed his pants.
Just say it! Just straight out say it, what soul-sucking, organ-feeding, blood-slurping invisible monster was attached to me that you can see but I can't because obviously, I was the host it was trying to possess!
"Come here," Tom crouched down and waved with his hands. Oh no, don't go and beg death to grace you! What the fuck! Eric froze as he finally felt something sling around his legs. No, Eric didn't want to look down.
"It seems to only like you," Tom sighed sadly. What monster hybrid is it? Tell me, do you see monsters as cute? Was this the standard of the book?
"What a good boy," Tom smiled and it finally clicked.
'That human I don't like, I only like my-'
Eric looked down. Great. Just great. A fucking tiny white dog with fur all over its face clung to Eric's legs. Which inhumane person trapped even pets here?
"Shoo shoo, go away," Eric didn't want to deal with a dog now.
'No! I'll stay with you! Notice me already!'
"Did you say something?" Eric stared at Tom. Tom stared back at Eric and slowly shook his head. Don't fucking look at me like I'm mental! You should be the nutcase here, spending months in this hellhole!
'Why are you always talking to him? Look at m-'
"Are you sure?"
Tom's worried expression increased and Eric felt the urge to slap it away.
Stop looking at me like this!
'I'm here! Here! I'm-'
Eric looked at the dog that's been jumping around trying to catch Eric's attention. No fucking shit. Eric could read the dog's thoughts! Go to hell! Sigh, this useless skill was-
'Teacher! It's me! I'm-!
"Lyna?" Eric blinked in surprise. No way!
"Pfft!"
Did Lyna really possess a dog?
"Ahahaha!" Eric couldn't help but choke on his laughter. Lyna felt wronged!
'Teacher this isn't funny! Teach-'
BAM
"Kuagh!'' Eric held his feet. Fuck Lyna was fucking strong! A tiny dog was fucking strong! What the fuck?
Lyna stepped with her little paw on Eric's foot and it felt like 10 000 tons rolled over his feet.
What a fucked up unfairness!
"Woof! Woof!"
'Teacher! Let's be serious!'
"Can you only bark?" Eric crouched down and patted Lyna's soft fur.
'Yes.'
"Woof..."
"How nice, I want too..." Tom envied Eric and stared longingly at Lyna.
'Teacher, don't let him touch me!'
"But isn't he your character?"
'Still, I don't like being touched by humans but teacher's ok!'
"I see."
'Teacher, why can you read my thoughts?'
Gulp.
E-Excuse!
Eric needed to come up with an excuse!
"Because I've got a system and can communicate this way."
'System? Like in those novels?'
"Yes."
'How cool!'
Eric glanced at Tom and of course that youth pitiful looked at Eric as if he felt bad for Eric slowly losing his sanity. E-Excuse! Another excuse!
"This dog seems very clever. It's good to talk to her. By the way, the dog's name is Lyna. It's a she."
"Ah, I'm sorry," Tom instantly went to pat Lyna, "Good girl, should be what I say."
Yet Lyna didn't want Tom to approach her and only got closer to Eric.
'Teacher, to teleport into a story is the easiest way to edit for us demons but it's also why we try to write easy stories else we'd be in trouble like now.'
So, there was a reason why their stories were bad? Hol' the fuck up, it's common for demons to edit their story by being inside them? Fuck, Eric was doomed. Wait, this still wasn't an excuse for their shitty writing skills!
Obviously, this story level is a nightmare! And the other demons, for example, Lav's had a fucking clusterfuck of a plot. Cyberwar, Murim, magic and you wanna tell me, they're all easy? Yeah, maybe for you demons!
Eric saw Lyna's trembling form and patted her again.
"It's ok," Eric said very softly but inside his mind, he ripped Lyna and all demons into pieces. Fuck you, tell me this as the first thing, you idiots!
"Tell me more about your plot."
"I-I didn't think so far...'
So, you only wrote gore for the sake of it, huh? For your twisted pleasure huh?
"We just have to create our own," Eric sighed. What a hassle.
"Lyna, we're going to barricade this hallway to cut off the entrance to the other tower."
'No problem!'
What? In an instant, Lyna disappeared and in the next-
What in the world?
Eric almost fainted as he saw Lyna bloody carrying a fucking couch on her fragile, tiny dog's back.
I call this bullshit! Cheat code! Who the fuck would believe this shit if they read it?
Who would want to read it?
A super animal with super strength? Please mind the genre here!
'I'm a demon!'
Ah ok, so this kind of law applied here...
AS IF!
Fuck, Eric hoped Lyna's existence was edited out in the end.
System, please don't let this count. Only my efforts. Please, I don't wanna be stuck here nor have to edit this again!