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The Tower's Trial: Mythical-Grade Awakening [Soulweaver]

For hundreds of years, the Black Tower has loomed over every corner of the world. It is a peculiar, mysterious Tower, yet so enticing because of the extraordinary rewards one can obtain inside. However, with rewards come equally terrifying risks. Ethan Holmes, a teenage boy forced to struggle through life, suddenly receives an Invitation to begin climbing the Tower. But he hesitates, feeling an unusual fear emanating from the Tower. However, it is only within the Tower that he can obtain the cure for his father's illness, which is also caused by that very Tower. Ethan finds himself caught in a circle of unfortunate events, leaving him no choice but to enter the Tower and try his best to survive and bring back the cure. His journey becomes even more complicated when he awakens a Mythical-Grade Talent called Soulweaver, granting him the ability to manipulate the souls of monsters, animals, and humans alike. Is it a curse or a blessing? Follow Ethan's journey as he faces the merciless trials of the Tower in order to improve his life and the life of his father, the only family he has. --- Author's note: This story's MC is an anti-hero, or maybe close to the villain.

Diyen_Pi · ファンタジー
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151 Chs

Sister's Visit

Irene sat in her room, her mind a storm of emotions right now. The room was modest but comfortable, much like Ethan's. A bed with a plain blanket, a small desk, and a wardrobe with neatly folded linens.The window offered a view of the maze wall, but Irene's thoughts were far from the tranquil scene outside.She had just arrived at the Academy, a place she knew was fraught with knowledge. But now, her mind was consumed with thoughts of her half-sister, Vil.Vil had always been a looming figure in her life. As children, Vil had made fun of her, ridiculed her weaknesses, and bullied her mercilessly.Irene had always felt like she was in Vil's shadow. The memories of Vil's taunts and the disdain in her eyes still burned in her mind.But now, there was also a new emotion mixed in with the anxiety: rage. Irene clenched her fists while laying in her bed, feeling the anger simmering inside her heart.