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.]
The days were way warmer in Gala considering the drop of temperature from the evening. The artificial sun rose again, dying the city with its splendour.
Wrik opened the balcony door, walked there. He carefully gazed at the city once more. Even though it was dawn in the winter, the mist had not shrouded the city. Even though there was mist, it would be cleared soon.
The citadel held few lofty buildings—higher even compared to the wall, while the rest of the buildings were a tad low surrounding the circular perimeter of the great wall. The wall had some rune marking on it, giving it the look of ancient and mysterious. He had not noticed that yesterday, as it was quite dark then.
It was about four in the morning, and the city regained its life and business. The market along the wall was just opening, and the garrison was always busy protecting the city.