202: Alone

"So you want a slothful life." Azekiel summarized. 

"Well, when your life is like a rollercoaster, every once in a while,  being sloth is fine, isn't it?" Lia asked. "What about you? What are your plans after you are done with your revenge on that woman?" 

"Who knows? I haven't thought that far. I'll be returning to my old life after I'm done..."

"You mean you'll go back to handling the tower at the top floor? Won't that get boring for you? Always being stuck there?"

Azekiel didn't answer the question. He simply smiled as he continued eating. 

"The future is too far at the moment. We are one at the eleventh Floor. The higher we get, the more attention we are going to receive from the ones on the top," he answered after a brief pause. 

He knew just how many people would've wanted him dead if they found out that he was alive. He wasn't a favorite of the people around him, and he also knew why. Still, he wanted to get to where he belonged.