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

Each one was a strained breath. Atlas couldn't keep his mouth open wide enough to breathe smoothly, so he was forced to breathe through his teeth instead.

The mountain on his back stopped growing at a certain point, but he forgot where that was. The moment he passed that point, his life only got worse.

He carried with him what could be called two mountains' worth of pressure. Five kilometers into the pathway, his body suddenly shivered.

He almost dropped to the ground, but he bent his knees and steadied himself. If he fell, he didn't know if he'd be able to stand up.

The shiver coursed through his body, starting from his neck and moving down to his toes. When it reached the end of its course and fizzled away, Atlas froze.

It didn't want to start smaller? It didn't want to allow him some time to adjust by taking something like his sense of smell first?

Path of Torture [1]