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Climbing the Tower to Be a God With 10x Gacha System

"The fallen, the near extinction, those who wish to die, the rich, those who have been loved by life, and those who have been chosen. Are you ready to leave everything you have behind? Are you, the ones chosen by the gods themselves, ready to write history?" "Are you, the reason for the creation of the line between life and death, ready to become holy beings? Are you ready to climb beside Zeus, Odin, Archangel Michael, Lucifer the Fallen Angel, Buddha and others? Are you ready to become a God?" "You've been chosen!" These words would be the words James would hear the most from the moment he entered the tower. Behind the strange events, special feelings and dozens of things lost, James would have only one thing on his mind: "I will break through the tower and meet Chaos himself."

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Where The Gods Create A Talent

When James opened his eyes he suddenly looked around and realised that what Emma had said was true.

It was strange that he had suddenly woken up from his strange dream, he had heard the voice of a woman he didn't recognise, incredibly gentle, soft yet authoritative.

It was impossible not to fall in love with the voice, it was as if his mother was caressing his head.

When he stood up and washed his hands and face, he changed his clothes without stopping and prepared himself to go to the 4th floor.

"Emma, send me to the next floor."

James asked for permission to go to the next floor without delay and another one of the passageways that always appeared in front of him appeared. It was quite absurd and stupid for him to go to the next floor without organising everything he had.

He had killed exactly 357 goblins and one Goblin King. He had exactly 3580 gacha rights, it was impossible for him not to win a nice item from these rights.

He didn't think about it in his sleepy state, he only had the thought of going to the 5th floor and relaxing for a while.

When he passed through the passage, he saw 3 statues in front of him. James, who was surprised by what he saw and could not figure out what the floor was really about, suddenly spoke:

"Emma...Can you tell me the floor's mission please?"

After his words, a classic window appeared in front of him:

[Welcome!

 For billions of years, the tower has had different ways of training players. The first floor to test and develop their hearts, the second floor to test their desire to destroy and progress, the third floor to streamline and develop their mental stamina, and finally the fourth floor.

 The fourth floor of the tower exists to realign and develop one's full potential. Many sculptures display a [ability] that the user, the player, can create at will.

 Ares' Call to War, Sun Wukong's Cloning, Zeus' Dominion, and many other abilities were created on this floor of the tower.

 The ability you create allows you to develop and even create your potential.

 Mr James Arthur Black, this is one of the most difficult tests you will face inside the tower. A single miscalculation could leave you behind every other player despite everything you have, so please make the right choice.]

When James read this window, he learnt that the 5 simple floors of the tower with the tutorial floor were a test of the tower. I mean, it sounded strange to have both a tutorial floor and to be inside a tutorial, but the tower itself was already strange, what could he say?

With that, of course, it was clear what he was going to do. In the window Emma had sent, he had learnt that even the gods had created one of their abilities here, and who knows what level those abilities were at now.

This meant that no matter what James did, he could never create a low-level or low-grade ability, it was never supposed to happen.

After one more look at the 3 statues in front of him, he saw that there were words on the statues:

"Offensive, Defensive and Mental?" James muttered, clearly indicating the zones of the abilities he could create.

James stopped where he was and began to read the three words in front of him over and over again, over and over again for several minutes before he suddenly moved his head and spoke as he looked at the statue on the far right:

"Swordsmanship of Gallahad, the Dark Step and Clarent itself. I'm already offensive enough. With the clothes I'm wearing and the gachas I'll be spinning, my defence will improve tremendously. So I need to create something for my mentality, which is at an incredibly low level."

After these words, he touched the statue on the far right, the one labelled Mental. He seriously had no idea how to create an ability, but he had to do it.

After he touched the statue, the other two statues suddenly shattered and the Mental statue glowed.

James saw dozens of images in front of his eyes, he was watching his memories in his real world as if the answer he needed to find was in these memories.

After almost 5 minutes of the memory segment, James suddenly stopped and closed his eyes.

"A mind palace...This is what I need to create!" he said as he sat down on the floor. He leaned his back against the Mental Sculpture and took a deep breath in a cross-legged position.

"I may have found the lowest form of the sword aura through such an epiphany, but this is different...I need to create a place where I can store my memories, thoughts and even feelings, and where they cannot tamper with them."

James was becoming aware of the deep ache in his head after each of his speeches, this ability was one of the rare but beautiful techniques that some people in his world could do, so it shouldn't be difficult to turn it into a skill.

After all, he was an intelligent person, even if he was not very, very intelligent, he knew he could do it.

Maybe he should imagined a folder or a deep box that could hold all these things.

It took him a lot less time than he had expected because he could feel huge energy starting to build up in his body, a feeling he had felt a few weeks ago when he created his Sword Aura. This must have signalled that the ability was beginning to form.

There wasn't just one folder he had imagined, dozens of folders had formed around him in just a few minutes, James could see each of them in his mind and he was able to shuffle through each folder.

It was as if he was travelling through his mind with his body and with each second he was able to control it better and better.

"This is what I need to do," James said suddenly, indicating that he was certain that he could create this ability.

Floor 5 seemed to arrive sooner than he thought.