Wesh2003

Tuesday night on the 31st of December in the year 2020. 
I remember this day extremely well because it was the day I committed suicide ...... and also the day it all began. 
Instead of descending to the afterlife as I had wished I instead ended up being placed in the Tower of Chaos as a participant in a competition. 
That's fine then since I could simply kill myself if I didn't wish to participate but the problem was Hades the god of Death chose me as his successor meaning that suicide wasn't an option.
Though he did say what I had to do to have a peaceful death.......I simply had to reach the top of the tower. 
But were things really that simple?

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Death's successor

<p>"For those of you who don't know, this bastard's name is Vathtuth and he appears to be the son of the Lord of the territory" I then proceeded to slap Vathtuth across his face across his face generating a loud sonic BOOM shattering most of the bones on his face, causing him to shed a tear in pain "….As if that's supposed to mean something to me"</p>

<p>"You see…..Yesterday this bastard wanted me to lick his shoes clean even though I had done nothing wrong and well like any sane rational person, I gave him a little punishment and sent him on his way" I said smirking towards the interested crowd. The demons, at this point, were mummering among themselves about what I did to Vathtuth while a few demons' eyebrows furrowed as they immediately recognized who I was. They were people who were probably present yesterday in the tavern during the Vathtuth incident.</p>

Chapter 39