Level Up Legacy

Romeo could feel his blood run cold. This stranger was alarming him even more than the demon did. At least, not even the demon could see through his disappearance. He felt exposed and threatened for the first time in his life.

"Wait, please! We can talk about it!"

"There is nothing to talk about," said the stranger as he raised his ominous dagger. Romeo could feel the weapon giving him a sense of impending fear, even though he had no idea why. This was new to him because fear had always been a friend that made him survive. "I cannot kill you for good, so I will give you to the demon to kill you."

"Please, reconsider it," said Romeo as he fell to his knees while his mind sought every possible escape route. If his ability was useless, nothing could be done except begging. "As you said, I am a monster, and I agree. Be better than I am, and spare me. Kill me yourself, but don't let the demon end my existence."

"You fear the fate that you cursed your men with?" asked the stranger with rage. His golden eyes sparked with wrath as if he was about to tear Romeo apart. Romeo realized that this man is worse than the demon at this point.

"I want to ask: why does it make you angry?" asked Romeo as he realized that nothing was saving him from this other than to enrage this man himself, forcing him to kill him. i????n????????????????. ????????????

A return scroll would not activate with him in a fight like this. Thus, his only means to survive was to use this man and his wrath against him to kill Romeo himself, allowing the tower to revive him. It was a better fate than letting the demon kill him.

"You would not understand my rage, scum," said the stranger as he raised his arm holding the dagger, walking toward him with fluttering robes.

"You don't understand it yourself," Romeo said, raising his arms. "You are an enemy of our army, so why does it make you mad that I sacrificed my men? How does that affect you in any way?"

"It makes me disgusted."

"These men might have been encouraged by my words, but they are fighting their battles. Every last one of them would sell me for gold. However, this is a demon they are fighting! The obnoxious race hated by the heavens!"

"Spare me the nonsense, trash," said the man as he raised his leg and kicked Romeo in the chest, slamming him to the tree trunk behind him. "You would not die even if I sever your hands and legs."

"You act as if you are a better man, but you are a killer just like me," said Romeo as he coughed the words out of his lungs. "Killing is the same, whether you deceive someone or drive a dagger through their throat."

"You are wrong. I will drag my dagger slowly across your limbs, cutting them off. Then, the demon could drive her dagger through your throat, ending your miserable and lowly life."

Romeo was beginning to panic. He knew nothing about this to use against him or enrage him. All he could do was spew rubbish in the hope of annoying him into killing him.

"I will offer you gold!"

"I don't need it."

"Items! All of my items!"

"I don't need them."

"I have many women you can have!"

"You just sealed your fate," said the man with rage, and Romeo saw it. He saw what this man could have that could enrage him even further. That was his weakness.

"Ah, there it is. You have a woman somewhere, don't you?" asked Romeo with a grin, forcing his fear into his stomach. The man was about to attack him when he paused. "That explains why women do not tempt you. You have someone waiting for you outside this tower."

Romeo wanted to grasp anything that could make the man kill him. It was ironic to find himself in, where he would rather be killed than handed to a demon. At least he would revive if this man killed him in rage.

"She must be beautiful to have a man tamed like this. However, the prettier they are, the more chance that she is being fucked by someone else."

Nothing.

Romeo could not see his features beneath the hood, but those eyes seemed like he could not hear him. For a second, Romeo considered the possibility that his ability worked somehow. The man then let go of him, making him fall to the ground.

His heart was delighted, thinking the man could no longer see him. However, when Romeo raised his eyes, he gazed at the man's face.

His body was slashed by a thousand swords, cutting him to pieces. Romeo did not have time to scream before he snapped out of his vision. He realized that he was still alive, but the eyes he was staring at showed him his fate.

A dark aura rose from the man as his golden eyes disappeared. Darkness overtook his eyes as he looked at Romeo wrathfully, making them constrict so much that most were white. Romeo could not breathe.

"What did you say?"

The question came down like a sledgehammer slamming into his head. Romeo could not even raise his gaze as the crushing gravity brought him to the ground, his face slamming into the branch. Every bone in his body was about to be crushed by no more than a question.

"I said… she must be fucked good by someone else while you are gone!" shouted Romeo as hard as he could, making sure to strike the last nail in his coffin. He had to die, or else he would die for good.

"Let me show you… true hell," said the voice above him as the pressure on his body doubled. Then, the man grabbed his head and raised it, looking at Romeo in the eye. "If you think this tower could protect you, you are wrong."

The wrathful face stared at him; his eyes bloodshot and teeth gnashing against each other. Romeo could feel his heart being crushed by the fear on the face before him.

"Kill… me."

Romeo begged for his life to end. The pressure was breaking his bones bit by bit, making him feel excruciating pain. However, that was nothing compared to the fear he felt. His heart was dying every second he looked at the wrathful eyes before him.

"That wish… I will grant you."

The hand then slammed his head to the ground, crushing it slowly. Romeo roared in agony, but no one could hear him. It lasted an eternity, but in the end, he died.

His consciousness faded as if he had gone to sleep. It was a long, peaceful sleep, with none of the pain that almost broke his mind. Like every revival, Romeo woke up in his room, drenched in sweat.

"I… revived!" shouted Romeo with ecstasy as he jumped from the bed. He clenched his fist with triumph as if he had not been through the most traumatizing experience of his life. "Once again, I survive! That foolish bastard killed me in his rage!" However, his death did not come easy. He fell to the bed, unable to move, as his body began to regenerate from the crushing pressure.

Romeo was not angry or vengeful about being killed. All that mattered was that he survived and avoided being killed by the demon, and his life ended right there. Although death was unpleasant, it was not eternal as long as he was in that tower.

"In any case, who was that bastard?" muttered Romeo with a frown as he lied on the bed. "He managed to see through my ability. No one could do that before. I need to make some preparations and research. It might be best to hide inside the room for a while."

As he was contemplating the situation, Romeo suddenly heard a noise. It was like the cracking of a door, making him confused. As he raised pulled himself up to look at the door, he found the exit of his room to be opened.

"…why is this open?" muttered Romeo while on the bed, unable to understand. "It has always been…."

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Romeo could not finish his sentence before the door was pushed open as a hand reached out from the outside. The hand grabbed the door, opening it with force, pushing it one centimeter at a time.

Romeo was about to lose his mind as he witnessed these events. Nothing has ever happened inside the tower before. No one could enter the room of another man. This did not make any sense.

"Did you think… that you would be safe here?" a voice from the depths of hell called from behind the door. As it creaked open, the same wrathful face appeared again.

"Aaaaaaaghhhhhhh!" cried Romeo at the terrifying sight of a man entering the only place he thought could be safe. He tried to escape from the bed, but his body failed him; like a demon from hell, the man followed him into his safe haven.