Broken Tower Saga : The First Swordsman
The Maha Tower or The Broken Tower of Omega—some call it. It is a place of Dream, a place of myth, and a place of Chaos. Only a thousand among many get the chance to climb it each year. Wrik spent years to find this tower, ignoring his studies, University, but to no avail. Until a day when a letter came to his door with a pair of tickets to the tower. But before that, he had to appear in gruesome trials to enter the cruel Tower. ________________ Check out the other works: Chaos Cycle: The Eye of Genesis. ________________ [The novel is a bit slow compared to other webnovel. It picks up the pace from the 10th chapter or so.]
Before the Test (3)
"Congratulations to all of you for surviving the trial to the Maha tower," Harakatz said from the high stage, looking down at the hundreds of silhouettes below. "794 survived actually, and all the 794 will enter the test of the first floor in a few minutes."
A cold wind blew in the plaza, yet the hundred silhouettes looked resolute hearing the voice of the manager. Well, they earned that. At least most of them earned this opportunity.
It was about evening; the environment was a little chillier than usual. While the sun was still on the horizon, the half-moon appeared in the sky. Wrik felt a little excited in his heart as well; no not little. He was way more excited than others, but none could see even a little from his exterior. He armed in their old gears, with a hooded dark cloak outside in addition. The new sword was strapped on his back, while he wore no helmet after the first one broke in the underground dungeon.