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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

Atlas' brows remained furrowed as he thought it over, but there wasn't really anything he could garner.

The traditions of an Underworld depended heavily on the Society Legend associated with it. In this case, as Atlas didn't know what Society the Legend came from, he couldn't assume anything.

The payment could be anything from actual gold to live sacrifices. Depending on the kind of afterlife pictured in the disciplines of the Society, it could change drastically.

Atlas asked a stupid question that was bound to expose him as someone who wasn't meant to be in this realm. Well, he didn't give off that kind of impression from the beginning, so it wasn't something he needed to worry about.

"Without a tribute, you cannot enter. Even if you have an audience with the Lord, you must pay the tribute."

The hooded man's answer came swiftly.

This time, an answer didn't come at all.

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