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8/9/2025, 6:35:53 PM
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Though you keep the spiral-patterned path firmly beneath each footfall, you can’t help but feel an uncanny sensation in the walls around you… one frighteningly-similar to how you felt plumbing the depths of Oti’s Mage Tower back in Crossroads. You know as much about magic as you do Nuclear Engineering, but you remember one thing: Towers don’t keep their form for very lo-
Your thoughts come to a screeching halt as something sharp rakes across your throat… not hard enough to draw blood, but-
“SSSSCCHCHHT! Dead AGAIN, MORON.”
Oh thank GOD. She didn’t break anything, did she? Retrieving her claw from your throat with a pout when she realizes you aren’t gonna react, Rezalith stretches her wings as she shoots you a sidelong and disapproving glance.
“I could ask you the same thing, AntPERVERT.”
That one doesn’t even make sense. The devil responds by wagging her finger in your face!
“I think it DOES! Why ELSE would you follow me when I left to relieve myself, hmm? Greasy degenerate.”
Hey, that’s not true! You’re not a degenerate!
”Not my battle, Tex, but I’ve been rootin’ through your head long enough ta’ know THAT ain’t true… By the way, you can watch all this stuff on an ‘Inter-Net’?”
Can it, RED. Rezalith bristles at the name of your mutual acquaintance.
“And I DEFINITELY don’t wanna talk with HIM peeking in on everything you see and hear! Run along back to your other friends, AnTWERP!”
Not until she tells you what she was doing, you deflect! The guide said this is TRIER’S TOWER! Doesn’t she remember what that means!?
A look of rare recognition falls upon the fiend’s face! “... I can take it over… like the tower of that OTHER pervert who tried to contain me! Good thinking for once, idiot!”
Not what you meant, you sigh. Look, security’s already pretty wary, so let’s just-
… Huh. Rez?
“Still here, moron. What do you want now?”
Errr, you stammer as you give the ground a few taps, where’d… does she know where the carpet went? Testing the floor with her own feet, the devil answers you with an exasperated groan!
“Nice going, AnTWIT. You scared away the rug with your incredible weakness and stupidity.”
Not good. Taking a few cautious steps back the way you came, a sinking feeling pools inside your gut as you slowly realize you aren’t in the same hallway you were on the way over… the air temperature has dropped, for starters, but the way every noise echoes off the walls gets your heart racing too. It’s only after you endure a few pokes to the chest that your hellish companion realizes the gravity of the situation.
“... Anton,” She growls, warily scanning the area around you, “Where are the others?”
>CONTD.
Though you keep the spiral-patterned path firmly beneath each footfall, you can’t help but feel an uncanny sensation in the walls around you… one frighteningly-similar to how you felt plumbing the depths of Oti’s Mage Tower back in Crossroads. You know as much about magic as you do Nuclear Engineering, but you remember one thing: Towers don’t keep their form for very lo-
Your thoughts come to a screeching halt as something sharp rakes across your throat… not hard enough to draw blood, but-
“SSSSCCHCHHT! Dead AGAIN, MORON.”
Oh thank GOD. She didn’t break anything, did she? Retrieving her claw from your throat with a pout when she realizes you aren’t gonna react, Rezalith stretches her wings as she shoots you a sidelong and disapproving glance.
“I could ask you the same thing, AntPERVERT.”
That one doesn’t even make sense. The devil responds by wagging her finger in your face!
“I think it DOES! Why ELSE would you follow me when I left to relieve myself, hmm? Greasy degenerate.”
Hey, that’s not true! You’re not a degenerate!
”Not my battle, Tex, but I’ve been rootin’ through your head long enough ta’ know THAT ain’t true… By the way, you can watch all this stuff on an ‘Inter-Net’?”
Can it, RED. Rezalith bristles at the name of your mutual acquaintance.
“And I DEFINITELY don’t wanna talk with HIM peeking in on everything you see and hear! Run along back to your other friends, AnTWERP!”
Not until she tells you what she was doing, you deflect! The guide said this is TRIER’S TOWER! Doesn’t she remember what that means!?
A look of rare recognition falls upon the fiend’s face! “... I can take it over… like the tower of that OTHER pervert who tried to contain me! Good thinking for once, idiot!”
Not what you meant, you sigh. Look, security’s already pretty wary, so let’s just-
… Huh. Rez?
“Still here, moron. What do you want now?”
Errr, you stammer as you give the ground a few taps, where’d… does she know where the carpet went? Testing the floor with her own feet, the devil answers you with an exasperated groan!
“Nice going, AnTWIT. You scared away the rug with your incredible weakness and stupidity.”
Not good. Taking a few cautious steps back the way you came, a sinking feeling pools inside your gut as you slowly realize you aren’t in the same hallway you were on the way over… the air temperature has dropped, for starters, but the way every noise echoes off the walls gets your heart racing too. It’s only after you endure a few pokes to the chest that your hellish companion realizes the gravity of the situation.
“... Anton,” She growls, warily scanning the area around you, “Where are the others?”
>CONTD.
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