silent_walker

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.

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[The novel is a bit slow compared to other webnovel. It picks up the pace from the 10th chapter or so.]

Broken Tower Saga : The First Swordsman

"Is this any good?" Wrik asked Dairyl, showing the runes he drew on the notebook—which was specially made for inscribing.

Dairyl, who was instructing Lora, took the notebook. She skimmed through, only for a while to nod. "This is good," she said. "You can go to the next phase now."

For the past few days Wrik had not compromised his study with Dairyl, and she too did not fool around. She instructed him well in all the mistakes he had done. After practising on stones for a couple of days, she had given him the notebook to practise, which made his progress even faster.

"There is no time for today," Wrik said. "It is just the designated time for the meeting. They will be coming soon."

"Right," Dairyl said, standing up.

"By the way, Dairyl," Wrik asked, looking at her. "As you said, designing was two types. Carving and Breaking."

Dairyl nodded, not understanding why Wrik was asking such an obvious question. She waited for Wrik to say further.

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