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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Check out the other works: 
Chaos Cycle: The Eye of Genesis.
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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

The sun rose like any other day, but today it was more notable than the regular days. The reason being, the clouds had showered all night, only taking rest in some succession. The rays of sunlight cast through the humble blockage in the window inside the old broken down building.

Wrik felt someone was pulling his arm. He opened his eyes to notice it was Saras—the adolescent girl who helped him and Byul the night before. After they were attacked yesterday, Wrik barely managed to save themselves with wounds all over the body, though not life-threatening.

Saras had helped him to tend his and Byul's injuries and gave them a place to spend the night, though it was humbler than anything. They had slept on the ground, which was layered by some worn-out blankets. Fortunately, he had a couple of shawls in his spatial pouch or he might have to shudder in cold all night.

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