Crocs_is_Dead

The Tower of Heaven.

An ancient, towering enigma said to grant any wish, unveil any secret, and provide anyone who enters its floors a path to Godhood; it stands as a beacon of both hope and despair. 

For untold centuries, its immense power has drawn countless seekers, yet none have ever emerged from its depths.

This Tower is engraved in the world’s myths as the meeting place of mortals and Gods, a realm where anything was possible. It is a monument to mystery and the pursuit of glory.

However, for one man, it represents the last chance for redemption and the key to unraveling his tumultuous past.

The Heavenly Emperor, a great ruler from an era long forgotten. was betrayed by those he trusted and died with a heart full of regret and a thirst for vengeance.
 
Only, the end of his life was not the end of his story. Reborn into a new world, he finds himself drawn to the Tower of Heaven, driven by the desire to understand his reincarnation and to reclaim his lost honor.

The path ahead is filled with unforeseen twists and hidden depths. Unbeknownst to him, his destiny is interwoven with forces and secrets far beyond his wildest dreams.

The advent of the former Heavenly Emperor begins here.

And with each step he takes, the Heavens themselves quake in anticipation.


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Tower of Heaven

Blood oozed down from the heavens and dyed the blackness crimson. Atlas pushed himself back onto his palms as he tried to move away from it, but it came from all around him.

That name resounded in his head over and over again, eviscerating the pain he felt.

He clutched his skull, trying to stop the pulsing feeling in his brain, but it refused to go away.

His eyes widened as a slew of hands rose from the ground below and grabbed him from every direction. They pulled him deeper into the darkness and away from the blood, but his mind told him they were dragging him to death.

He clawed at the ground, trying to find anything to hold onto, but it didn't come.

It didn't come until something grabbed his flailing arm and pulled it upward. His eyes went there, only to see that the one holding him was not his savior at all.

Walk of Purgatory [7]