Mystery of the souls

A dark large room that has nothing but what seems to be garbage...

A ray of sunlight blessed a single black board in that very room....

"..here..oh!, and this..this is suppose to be here"

A shadow near the board mumbled, as it play with the metal parts near him...

The sound of metal clashing intensifies and continued for a whole minute until...

The whole room light up, what seems to be garbage revealed itself as metal scraps and blueprints...

The light comes from what the shadow figure was building

It is a circular bomb of some sort...

Its shining so bright that the one who created it couldn't take the light, and decided to turn it off after seconds of being exposed to it...

"This should be powerful enough, depending on the intensity of the aura...this should work..yes it would absolutely work"

He got a large shell at his back and...his green short limbs is a complete opposite of his long neck...

With the ball in his hand he approached one of the machine in his room

It looks like a refrigerator...but its handle is replaced by a hole that is the exact size of the ball in his hand

"hohohohoho"

He placed the ball in its rightful place...

The moment it entered the hole...it shine...lighting the whole room..

The turtle man put a glasses that was located in the table near him, so he could watch what was about to unfold without his eyes breaking in the process

The machine start to make a noise, it was accompanied by the ball's light going on and off...

"Just a little bit m-

Before he could finish his sentence..he paused and quickly hide inside his shell just in time as an explosion happened....

Boom...

The explosion is not that large but the turtle that was near, flew away hitting one of his large invention

Smoke filled the entire room...

"ouch..ouch, I thought I have it this time"

The turtle murmured as his neck slowly exit the shell...

He looked behind just to see his other invention having a large dent, similar to the shape of his shell..

"What bad luck"

Someone opened the door of the room...

"Professor the-....are you busy?"

He was about to say something but changed it, when he saw the huge mess...

"No, I just finished....can you tell the president that I need a new core for this project. stronger the better "

The turtle said as he stand up, small scraps of metal fall of his shell in doing so...

"What?, you need me for something"

The turtle said, when he saw the man behind the door still not leaving...

'I thought he was here cause of the explosion, but I guess hearing explosions in my room become normal...its happening almost everyday so it's understandable that they don't care anymore'

The turtle pondered before hearing the man say

"Professor, the commander wanted to see you"

Hearing the man, the professor respond

"You mean, old red?"

"Yes, the commander red"

"Well just say to him, I'll be there later"

"Yes I'll inform it right now"

The professor then said before the man could leave

"Dont forget to close the door, I hate it when someone leave it open"

"Y-yes I'll close it"

The man said before leaving...he closed the door as instructed (just wanting to say)

"Old red could probably wait for a couple of hours..this is a important project after all"

The turtle murmured as he approached the board in the center of the room

'Why do souls vanish when they stay in the same floor'

Is the title of the project and just by reading it's long title would you know what it's about...

"Stimulating the souls didn't seem to work, what now"

The souls would vanish when it remains in the same floor for a couple of months...but when he step foot on another floor and goes back to the same floor the time he would vanish will reset...

So going back and forth the floors could refresh the time you would vanish...

But that's only for climbers as they have a persona strong enough to protect themself while traveling...but what about the non combat type..

Stepping foot in a floor means going in its center...and just by arriving and immediately exiting wouldn't do a thing...

An escort would be of good use but....the more you are gathered in that place the more monster will you attract so going with a huge crowd and a non fighter at that...is just suicide

"Sigh, this formula wouldn't work this too and this new one wouldn't also work...the core one could work but a bigger core is needed"

The turtle murmured as he write something at the board

In one of the room inside the Guardians Station

"Professor Zang it's good that I need to wait for six hours..am I right"

A buff man said, which the turtle man who just entered replied

"Calm down old red, I just got absorbed doing one of my experiments, it's a good thing if you think about it"

The buff man has caramel like skin complementing his brown hair and short beard..

"Sigh, enough of this, I need your assistance Professor" Old red said....

"Another weapon for a invistagator?"

"No, it's to heal someone"

Hearing old red, Zang smiled and said

"No...I'm not a healer, and you know that old red, so let's get serious shall we"

"..."

"Oh, you are serious"

Old red then said

"I just-...you just need to see the patient first, when you see it you'll understand why you're needed"

"...."

Zang didn't refute and lightly bow his head

He was about to leave when Old red stopped him by saying

"Wait, sorry about you're invention we couldn't recover it, it was the fault of us guardians that-

"No need, I give it to you so what you do with it is none of my business...sorry for your lost"

Zang said before leaving the room