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

'Did she just say another apprentice? Just how many apprentices did Jaralath have? How strong were they? Just how old is Jaralath if her friend is this old' There were about a hundred questions swarming in my head right now but now wasn't the time to ask them.

"Hello" I said slightly bowing which seemed to impress her.

"Well at least this one has manners" she said grinning slightly "so what did you come here for? I'm sure it wasn't just to catch up"

Chapter 45