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

"Are you sure about this?" Anton asked, dressed in his normal gear, leaving the black armour set—Ryat lent him.

Wrik nodded, and the two of them moved in the darkness. He had not slept yesterday. The patching on the item took a couple of hours, though he did not know for sure it would work, but he was not worried about it. It could be useful in creating a diversion. He wore the same white armour set though it was colour in black and red.

He did not paint it with some other colours but used his light element as a camouflage. Initially colour appeared as it was because of the light we see. He needed work for half an hour to make it look natural. On that note, Ryat had not answered how he knew about this.

Back on the Wall