When Kyran turned 18, his life turned upside down. The Royal Army raided his clan because his supposedly non-existent magic got exposed. On that fateful night, he was the only one who escaped. Up to the present, the status of his clan was unknown. A magic inheritance that became a curse, Kyran became a fugitive. Always on the run... living in fear when the Royal Army finally captures him. At least that's what most people thought... "I'll definitely save my family. And I will make all those who made my clan suffer pay tenfold. I'll make use of this magic they so feared, and show them what real terror is...." Disclaimer: The cover image isn't mine. I'll replace it when I finished mine.
Outside the Tower of Tribulation, Nolan and Gustaff watched the projection showing the happenings inside. Both wore a complicated expression.
When they saw Kyran's condition after returning, they already felt something was amiss. It was only his first training, yet he was in such a state.
Nolan crossed his arms with a thoughtful expression. From Kyran's condition, Nolan could roughly guess the level of training he went through, and it was not a level that the tower typically gave to beginners. The level of training he experienced was similar to those who succeeded more than 20 times.
His suspicion grew when the gold chests appeared. The projection did not show what was on the chest or what Kyran had chosen, but as far as Nolan knew, presented rewards in a chest were available only at a higher floor. Finally, there was the Recovery Room.
All these clues pointed that as soon as Kyran entered, the level of his training was comparable to higher floors.