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.]
"Another great draw," Ryat said, looking at the potion on the screen.
"This is great, Byul. With this, you can recover in minutes. You don't have to wait for a couple of weeks," Michelle said, from Byul's behind.
Byul did not know what to say. She collected the vial of potion. The solution inside was barely any different from water. She inspected it when she heard the salesman say:
"Using something like the Advance Recovery potion, for some injury that can heal in a couple of weeks, is a tremendous waste, even an intermediate Recovery potion can do that job. You should leave it for some other time. Just hope you don't have to use it soon,"
Byul nodded, as she left the wheel for someone else to try.
"Is this machine broken or something? Why are we getting such great stuff?" Anton could not help but ask. "Or the Omeganet is being extremely generous to us."