Transcendence. Torments of Nate Deon

ding behind the counter: immediately everything comes to a standstill. I can feel the inte

with t

one o

more

oblem having

t also here for

pers. What are th

e walls. Beside the counter there was a small dual door suspended to the sides of the doorframe. Magic stone lanterns hung on the walls and

esses are taking orders and serving food and ale to customers. They are all beautiful! Even the customers who we

looking people. A majority of them look like thug

hem before stopping

atter

table to another with either smiles or cold expression

n I hel

strose but considering how her lower body is that of a serpent, which is an animal she falls under the theriantrope, subcategory a r

f anxiety is all over her. I wonder

osely to her cheeks. She had eyes which complimented her hair; all so...

is a Lamia

hink I'd see one here of all places, they were rarely seen. People even thought they were ext

m, f

coins tota

rself cracking

ome infinite: gold, silver, iron, you name it.

ver coins would amount a gold coin. So ten gold coins would be t

d be overpriced. I could try to stay in the abandoned rooms above but why not spend a little of what I ha

l out two pouches of gold coin

could feel the gaze of the m

tly sound off when t

seen you around before

en year old, looked down on by most peo

rapped to his back sitting on a stool to the end of the counter-probably in his 30's. Rating how he looked, I'd give him a five (th

you to this b

here, he's oozing with confidence. By the looks of it

. M

umped int

tle girl still clenching her fingers tog

intentionally to ma

otheri

she is to all outsiders... So

rack to the wall behind her and placed it on the counter s

boured demons which could be of help to my goal I always d

holding empty trays go through the door beside the

om her to the little

hell ou

is flung into the air, hits the li

e let out

et. Even the girl behind th

reaching out to her, stopping

? Face me!!" The stool falls when the man at the c

he sitting customers behind m

g looks trying to be all innocent and others chuckling at the lit

d back

ld I car

e a problem. I'd like to avoid that... Looking at her, somehow she reminds me of so

eason her hurt

I feel

maim whoev

elp

reasoning is

y have to

g to single that out one scent from the stench of booze and the people disseminated through the atmosphere in the room but... Got it! It should be hard not being close and with the s

ring the others in the room. One that I am overly familiar. A v

one. She's managed

n the table I quarter turn to the

..

s up int

nt coated the skin around her eye down t

. b

. b

h the distorted voice in my head seeing

restrain

my presence. I don't want to rile anyone up or end up having to do

he serpe

he

hteenth floo

llows my left ha

o the staircase that was hidden besi

the counter grabbing the fallen stool to sit. I

as I ascend the stairs tell me the little gi

do that...? I

the stairs I couldn't help but wonder what drove me to want to help th

ling on them by accident. I never helped any but that one. If I remember correctly I only did because she reached out to me, in a faint, terrified voice, crying for help... Wait, no! I don't believe that was the reason I did that. Others have reached out to me but I left them

different from the

le to consider a change in my

ng I would have never

her I can't seem to brush off, ye

floor my fee

segment broken off from the top to about the eighth floor,

m 1

on the Eigh

and cracks, it has been unchanged through the centuries. Looking at the building as a whole it might have been some sort of hotel

.. E

g's star

my door I felt

That overwhelming feeling

d on the small wooden p

r I take the key u

ead spins to the side and my eyes

thi

a door, closed. It wa

a scent.

ring but the taste for normal food and the feel were exempted. The

ality. To see in the distance but when standing before a person I can spot e

heromone if you must, and I am able to pick it up. Anxiety, anger, fear, hate, and others all have their distinctive scent and I am able to pic

earlier. Aside from this, all joined I am peeked for tracking anything that has scen

am greeted by a nearly

only a sm

hat was at an angle to the wall and a few feet by the chair there's a small drawer table. The table had a wax candle si

n empty if not for the

ring back at me-the orange glow of the setting sun is slowly being replaced by that

ening. It's more likely they didn't survive the event... I'm not that sure though, it's been so long that I am forgetful and perhaps I might have overlooked some tiny details on my journ

ash

ience within me. Right now I have the