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.]
On a snowy hill path, two people were moving. One man and the other a woman. The tall trees here were covered with snow, even though it was not snowing now, it might had been before they came here, and the weather indicated it could start in any moment Both Of them had a thick layer of cloak on, as the chill in the wind and atmosphere was not something easy to handle. Even their mana circulations are affected by the cold.
"Why am I with you again?" Michelle said, looking at the gentleman ahead.
"It's not like I had something to do with where you would be teleported," Aasan said, turning around to look at the redhead. The two of them had not talked much since they were teleported here. "And if you do not like it, you can always leave."