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

"Do you need these as well?" I said taking out the six Lycanrin spikes from the inventory. The description said that they were as strong as orichalcum which based on Anna's description was one of the strongest metals in the entire tower so that was saying something.

"Lycanrin spikes" shouted Almok in ecstasy. Today was just a day full of surprises for him. "Yes, with these the sword produced will be extraordinary." He said examining the tip of the spikes. I could tell that he was ready to get started judging by how antsy he was.

"How long will it take to be ready?"

Chapter 42