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.]
The War (1)
The sun was at the horizon, dyeing the wood a tint of yellow. The chilly wind blew from the north, giving a chilly vibe to the weather. It was the twenty-eighth day of the test, almost the end of preparation. Wrik wanted to start the next half of the test with a bang, and his target was none other than Arjamith, but that day was not today.
Before moving to one of the giants of the test, he wanted to hunt down the right arm of another giant. He was planning this for a while, and might not have the chance again and today's as good as any other.
Today, their target was none other than the right arm of Scythe. A crazy maniac, according to Anton.
"Are you sure about this?" Anton asked. Anton asked Wrik, but his eyes were not at Wrik, who was also hiding beside him, but towards the target ahead.
Ben was conversing with his men about something. That guy seemed to be an extra bit irritated today, yelled at his men a couple of times.