Tower Conqueror

"Tower? What is that?"

"The tower is where humans, monsters and gods gather. It is the absolute will of the of the universe. Long ago when even the sun did not exist at that time the universe was made. Not a speck of light could be seen then, only the dark matter which made the universe remained.", the old man while facing towards the sky.

Zehan noticed that the old man had a very complex expression in his face. As if it was a mixture of anger, pain, sorrow and fear.

The old man started again, " The dark matter is called 'Alken'. It can even shallow the gods, no one can escape it's clutches and the tower is it's contracted worker. From the primodial times it has been devouring planets to maintain its existence.

Ha! It made the planets itself and now it's devouring them. What a stupid fool!

Whenever it choses a planet the tower grows there and countless monster spews out of it. Only conquering the tower by killing the final boss can stop it's rampage. But till now no planet has been able to do that. Now it has chosen our planet, the Earth."

Zehan now saw a clear expression on that old man's face. It was anger!

"So, wh...what will we do wh....when the tower comes?", zehan said while stuttering.

"Haha, boy, when the tower comes either the humanity will perish or will survive.", old man said with a faint smile.

"But boy, do you know what's the other reason I brought here as my disciple other than passing my knowlege?", the faint didn't fade.

"No."

Then the old man put a hand on zehan's shoulder and whispered, "To make you a tower conqueror.", the faint smile darkened.

"But I can't even fight!", zehan was scared as the weight of the responsibility was was heavy.

"Hoho. Boy, that's my problem. Trust me, if you train under my guidance for the next seven years you will surely be able to fight any monsters. Now let's go inside.", old man has started walking towards a old shack.

"This is your home boy. Make sure keep it clean."

It was a rundown shack but it was much better than slepping in the streets.

"Yes!", zehan's eye sparkled in thought of finally having a roof over is head.

" Now, sleep tight boy. From tomorrow onwards you hellish training will start.", the old had a large grin on his face.

"Hellish?"

"Hoho, don't worry boy. You will be fine", the grin has long vanished.

"Ok go now. Shoo~shoo~", the old man pushed zehan inside the shack and closed the door.

" Good night boy.", zehan heard from the otherside of the door.

There was a bed of straw in a corner of the shack and beside it a big earthen jug of water was placed. Other than that only a small window made of bamboo caught zehan's eye which was in the opposite side of the door.

Zehan put down his things and laid down on the soft straw bed. He eyes once again sparkled with excitement as he was looking forward to the 'hellish' training.

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[To be Continued]