White Death [2]

Standing at the top of a small cliff, I looked at the pale red sky. 

A pungent and chemical-like smell lingered in the air, prompting my nose to momentarily close up.

"Two more months, huh?"

With four months gone, there were only two months left for me in this place.

Actually, if possible, I preferred to go back earlier.

Surprisingly the Demon realm wasn't that much different compared to earth. Aside from the terrible smell, and the fact that the place was filled with demonic energy which made it harder for me to recover my mana, everything else was pretty much normal. 

The landscapes, the time difference, and the gravity. It was pretty much the same as that of earth which surprised me quite a bit. 

Ah, right, this place also had only one sun. 

Lowering my head, I covered my mouth. 

"Huaam, I'm tired."