Chapter 2: II - The Dungeon Tower.
" The Towering Worlds : Hell's Chalice. ™ "
A Story written By @mohhdude.
(Be warned, there will be references from other series in this book!!)
Alternative Names -
"TTW : HC.™"
"Protocol — Hell's Chalice. ™"
"End of Earth, Beginning of Hell. ™"
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" All Battles are first Won or Lost, In The Mind. "
— Joan of Arc.
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He followed Sheri, he was feeling good about this. This wasn't only a Second Chance on another World, this was a chance to Find His Beloved Friend once Again. He smiled gently as Sheri rambled on and on about the things.
" HEY! you better be paying attention! "
" oh- y-yeah I was. Sorry I spaced out. "
" Whatever, the inn is here anyway.. Come on, only 10 Tras for each of us. We can go to register for a Weapon and The Dungeon Tower Registry later on. "
" Yeah, okay.. "
Both of them Entered the Inn.
Sheri would pay 15 Tras for a room with 2 beds. Leif walked with Sheri, as he flipped a coin that's worth 5 Tras. He walked into the room as he flopped over onto his bed to the right side of the room.
" Ahhh.. finally, a place to lay down.. "
Sheri sat on her bed as she was holding a bag of Tras, passing it over to Leif.
" This is half of my daily allowance, let's go get a weapon then make a contract. "
Leif nods, getting up from the bed and walking with Sheri outside of the Inn, walking to the blacksmith as he looks at the men slamming their hammers down.
Smelting, Smouldering Ashes were scattered across the Blacksmith Workshop. As Sheri walked to The Blacksmith Manager, who was slamming his hammer down on a molten claymore.
" Yo, Sidrug. I got someone to make a weapon for. "
Sidrug wipes the sweat off his forehead with his forearm, towering over Sheri and Leif.
" Sheri, who is this young man? I've never seen him here in the Capital. "
" This is Leif, I found him recently when he was unconscious. So I took him in. "
Leif was behind Sheri.
" Are lesser-valkyries this casual..?? "
Sidrug would laugh at Leif's Clueless-ness, assuming that he has not heard of Valkyries.
" The 13 Lesser Valkyries are more casual than The 13 Supreme Valkyrie. What can I make for you, Young Lad? "
Sidrug folds his arms, As Leif thinks for a bit.
" Can I have a piece of paper and something to write with? "
Sidrug passes a piece of paper and a pencil. As Leif drew a sword that was familiar to him, it looked like it was smelted by Prometheus and forged by Hephaestus, Sidrug was a bit taken aback from such a design.
" hm.. This will cost you a fortune, if you want detailed materials that is. If you wish to make it by just Stage III Metal then it will only cost a full bag of 15 Tras Coins. "
" Consider it done. "
Leif immediately answered, Sheri was startled at the price.
" THE HELL- THAT'S JUST BOTH OF OUR SHARED MONEY IN ONE! "
( ᵐᵒʰ'ˢ ˢⁱᵈᵉⁿᵒᵗᵉ ⁻ ᵃ ᵇᵃᵍ ᶠᵘˡˡ ᵒᶠ ¹⁵ ᵗʳᵃˢ ᶜᵒⁱⁿˢ ⁱˢ ᵉⁿᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵘʸ ᵃⁿ ᵃᵇᵃⁿᵈᵒⁿᵉᵈ ᵈᵘⁿᵍᵉᵒⁿ ᶠˡᵒᵒʳ . )
Leif would turn to Sheri and say so Casually after she shouts that.
" we can get money from the dungeon towers. "
Sheri sulked in the corner curled up into a ball, sobbing comically. appearing as white with 3 vertical purple "~". Symbolizing her sorrow.
" my allowance… I wanted to buy something… "
Leif pats Sheri on the back, before crouching down. Whispering into her ear.
" on your feet, Sheri. You're supposed to help me climb a dungeon after registration. I will only form a contract with you after I get the Identification Registration. "
Sheri sniffles, still comically sobbing at the loss of her allowance.
" I never shoulda given you half of my allowance… big sis will scold me… "
Sidrug laughs cheerfully again.
" Brünhilde will surely do so! Well then, Young Lad. I'll make your weapon soon enough. only an Hour or 2 shall suffice. "
Leif nods with a smile on his face.
" Understood, please take your time with the process. "
Leif drags Sheri away, leaving a stream of tears from Sheri as he does so.
" c'mon stop crying, we're gonna go register in The Dungeon Tower. "
Sheri got up, sniffling as she wiped her tears. Hoping to Pay back Her Older Sister.
" Y-yeah.. Okay.. "
Leif walked with Sheri to the front of The Current Dungeon Tower in Kanónas, as She walked up with Leif to the Registry.
" Hello! How can I help you?
Register as a Tower Climber?,
Some Information about The Tower?,
Or Perhaps you want to know the rewards of Each 10 floors? "
Leif would scratch his chin, as he looked at the Registration Manager.
" I'd like to Register as a Tower Climber, is it essential I need a weapon? If so, can you wait for 1 or 2 hours?? "
Leif was handling the conversation well. Surprisingly.
" Hm, yes of course! It can only take an hour anyway to fully register you as a Tower Climber, does your friend wish to come along? "
Sheri nods, registering with the remaining 15 Tras Coins both of them have.
" Great! I'll have you registered right away, please wait for an hour or two. "
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2 Hours Later…
Sheri stretched her arms as there was a bird with a letter, registration was a success. There was a Bird with a letter for Leif, The Sword was Completed.
Leif would walk out and to the Blacksmith. As he would open the door, Sidrug would wipe his sweat from a towel, tossing the sheathed sword to Leif, Leif slightly unsheathed it as it had the writing on the blade in Greek:
" καταιγίδα "
[ STORMCALLER ]
Leif sheathed the sword, strapping it to his back, he bowed as a sign of respect. Raising his head.
" Thank you very much for the Hard work, Mister Sidrug. "
Leif smiled gently.
" Sure! Just give me a task anytime. I'll complete it nevertheless! "
Sidrug laughed out loud. Leif nods to the reassuring-ness of Sidrug. Waving as he walked outside with Sheri. Walking to The Dungeon Tower. Taking their Cards from the Registry.
Walking into The Dungeon Tower.
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[ Dungeon Tower of Hell ]
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Sheri and Leif land down from a high fall, not taking damage as they appear in a red room, with a type of arcade cabinet in. Leif walked up to it.
" What is this place..? "
Sheri would knock on the wall, as it was a steel wall. There was a staircase leading to a Red Door. The Red Door opens as numerous demons turn to Leif and Sheri.
Leif quickly unsheathed his Sword, cleaving through the Head of a demon. Panting as it took stamina to do so at high speeds.
Sheri would form a red orb and shoot one of the demons, obliterating it.
The Group of Demons run Towards Leif and Sheri.
" Sheri, Charge up one of those orbs again and shoot it at me!! "
Sheri was startled at his request, but she still nods, charging up the orb, shooting it to Leif, Leif parries the bullet to the group of demons, obliterating as body parts and blood flies everywhere.
" Holy- That's a sick combination.. Your Parry Timing and My Bullet Orbs… "
" Time for a Massacre? "
Leif questioned, smirking.
" Time for a Massacre. "
Sheri answered Leif, smirking.
Sheri and Leif look at each other, comically, yet evilly smirking. Climbing the first floor to the second, as They kept Obliterating the Groups of Demons.
It was a one way massacre.
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[ FLOOR 6 — SHINING MOON ]
Sheri sat down with Leif, with Leif's sword next to him as he drank water. Passing the flask to Sheri. Sheri drank the cold water.
" You know, Dungeon Towers are slower than The Regular Time at the Overworld. "
Leif would turn to her, tilting his head.
" Well, 1 day in The Overworld is around a Month here. So what I'm assuming is that 6 days have passed since we took a day. "
Leif nods, he stretched his arms whilst yawning, as there were numerous corpses of demons in the distance that were slowly turning to ash. The Red Gate for them to proceed to the 7th Floor was opened already, but it was closed due to their resting. It will open as soon as both of them wake up.
" well.. I'm going to sleep… good night. "
Leif laid down, Sheri laid down as well on the other side of the campfire. Falling asleep.
— Chapter II, Fin.
CREATORS' THOUGHTS 
mohhdude
mohhdude hi again! Moh here, please know that some chapters will be asymmetrically long or short sometimes because these were made in somewhere around March-April-ish.
it will get better though! see you next chapter!
— Yours Truly, Moh.
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