Martin walked for thirty minutes this time, to reach the level of the stage eleven.
He could already feel the atmosphere, and the air around his body changing significantly.
It was not something he had expected to notice so clearly.
"Yeah…"
"I do not expect the scenery to change, but I expect the monsters and the demons to change."
He muttered to himself as he stepped forward.
"Sometimes, I can't even believe myself for my own thoughts, and it is not even funny at all."
"Weirdly enough…"
"The power and the type of it did not change in terms of animosity."
"Normally, I'd feel that demons at higher levels would have more autonomy and hatred toward the living… more 'demon'-like."
Martin thought about many things as he walked and then made sure that he was feeling alright.
He did not want to step into battle without awareness of his own mental state.
Moments later, he entered a new area a big room, circular in shape, a lot bigger than all the rooms he had been in until now.
