Green-scaled Vine Komodo

Beside a shabby-looking house, the figure of a handsome boy with pitch-black hair and gem-like amber-colored eyes could be seen staring at the house with a small smile on his.

Enjoying the subtle happiness that was produced from the memories he had in this crappy-looking house, Alistar removed his hands from his pocket and finally took s step since he got here.

He had arrived about fifteen minutes ago and had spent it all dwelling on the memories he had here.

"It's truly been a long time." Alistar had a tinge of sadness in his voice as he looked at the first place he had known when he got reincarnated into this Universe.

The house was a two-storey building that had been built with the best average materials during its construction which was approximately twenty years back since his parents already had a house before he was born.

Despite it being made of the best average material, those materials couldn't be compared to the low-ranked ones being used these days.

The walls were littered with cracks that sprawled on every one of them, giving the impression that the house could collapse at any time. The roof had huge chunks missing with some parts being used as a means for trees to emerge from within it. The windows had all been shattered with signs of dense foliage visible from outside. It was a crappy house standing alone on an extremely large expanse of land.

It looked more like a miniature ecosystem than a house since a few small animals like birds and squirrels could be seen moving within it.

Yes, its state looked extreme for a house that was twenty years plus but the environment might have been habitable but that didn't mean things were the same as back on Earth.

Otaria's size was roughly twice that of Earth which meant an increase in gravity, an increase in human physique but still weaker than an Ascender's, but most of all, a climate change. That's right, on Otaria, the size of raindrops are as big as bullets strong enough to give Earthlings a nasty headache while hail could straight away penetrate an Eartling's skin.

But after countless evolutions, Otarians were finally able to survive this hellish climate that could easily kill Humans with a weak constitution.

Moving towards the house with slow steps, Alistar placed his hand on the doorknob with a rapidly beating heart.

Desperately praying that the house shouldn't come down when he tried to open it, Alistar took a deep breath to calm himself before slowly turning the doorknob.

He made sure to apply very little force so that he wouldn't knock it off but the sight before Alistar had left him dumbfounded since no matter how much he tried to open it, the door remained glued in its spot.

After failing to open it with the force he was using, Alistar decided to use more force —doubting that it could have been stuck due to rust.

Although he was spooked by the occurrence, Alistar preferred to check it out first before turning back with his tail tucked between his legs. Heck, he would not hesitate to fight anything that dared to stop him from retrieving what he came for.

Almost pulling the door off its hinges when he tried to open it, Alistar paid close attention to the house structure and soon sighed in relief when he saw it only shook slightly.

Due to the broken window, Alistar was able to get a clear view of what lay within the house. And honestly, he was saddened.

Easily bottling up his emotions, Alistar ran his hair through his hand as he mumbled. "Although I never considered you both as my parents, I'd make sure to honor you guys since you made it possible for me to get this second chance."

Truthfully, Alistar regarded them as his friends but his parents. They were a far cry from being called that by him as he thought of only the people who gave birth to him on Earth as his parents.

He spent about two minutes paying respect to both his dead parents before taking the first step into the crappy house.

Immediately heading towards the stairs, Alistar ignored the bits of flesh and blood stains that were sprawled on some vines. Deeming it as a struggle between the animals that resided here.

Seeing that the stairs were still manageable, it didn't take up to a minute for Alistar to reach the upper floor.

Its state was worse than the lower floor since there was little to no space in the corridor that had already been packed with trees of all kinds.

Taking his eyes off the right side of the corridor, Alistar turned to look at the left. It had a few small trees here and there but nothing that made it difficult for him to pass through.

Cautious, Alistar walked akin to a ballerina afraid the floor beneath him might shatter at any time thereby making him plunge to his death.

In about eight minutes, Alistar was standing in from of the door to his dad's room with hesitation clearly expressed on his face. He had his brows knitted and instincts screaming at him to get away from the door as soon as possible.

But he couldn't leave now that he was close to his goal so he gritted his teeth and pushed the door open.

Ignoring his instincts that kept warning him and his subconscious that tried to make him run away.

Finally listening to his instincts, Alistar ran his eyes through the room —making sure that not even the slightest detail escaped his eyes.

Apart from the bundle of bundle of vines sitting in the corner of the room, nothing much looked out of place so Alistar ignored his instincts and went to a desk not too far away from the green vines.

Immediately searching its drawers, Alistar was unable to notice that the vines had begun moving slowly.

Revealing blood-red slitted eyes that gazed at Alistar like he was some sort of grilled chicken and a wide open mouth that was filled with sharp rows of curved white teeth.