2026-02-16 06:05:17[Quest: Eliminate 50 Goblins to Advance to the Next Floor]
Screams echoed around him. Some people collapsed in fear. Others desperately called for family members that weren't there. A few tried to touch or break the screens. Futile. Alex, however, simply smiled. So it really worked... I've returned. The Tower hadn't changed. Same brutal structure, same ruthless rules. But this time, Alex had something he never had before—foreknowledge. And this time, no one would betray him. No one would steal what was his. He opened his status window with a thought. [Level: 0] [Strength: 11] [Agility: 10] [Stamina: 12] [Mana: 0] "Not bad," he muttered, brushing a strand of black hair from his face. "Better than most." Back in his first life, he had started like everyone else—average stats, blind optimism, and a desperate hope to survive. That had changed floor by floor, betrayal by betrayal. Now, he wasn't here to survive. He was here to conquer. A flick of his hand brought up his inventory, a feature every Tower climber had. He didn't expect much—but the moment he saw what lay inside, his eyes narrowed. A scythe. Long. Black. Eerily familiar. He summoned it, and as the weapon materialized in his hand, a chill ran down his spine. No way... This is the same one. The Scythe of the End. He gripped the handle tightly. This was the weapon he earned after clearing the 100th floor—a reward snatched from his grasp when his allies drove a blade through his heart. They hadn't just betrayed him—they'd killed him to claim this very scythe. Apparently, the Tower had a sense of irony, Alex then brought up the item description. [Scythe of the End] Indestructible Personal Trait: Shadow Energy – All skills gain enhanced destructive power when using shadow energy. Skills: All skills converted into 'Talents'; usable only when wielding this scythe. "No bonus stats. No flashy numbers. Just... potential," he muttered. Most would call it weak. A glorified stick with flair. But Alex knew better. This weapon wasn't meant for beginners—it was meant for those who could master destruction itself. Still, something puzzled him. Talents? That hadn't been part of his original system. Then it hit him—the Talent Awakening. Every climber had to awaken their latent power on the first floor. He had done it before. He knew what to expect. But now, with the scythe and its unique bond to his soul, things might be different. He made his way through the crowded cityscape toward the center of Floor One, where the Talent Awakening Fountainstood—tall, ancient, and glowing with blue energy. People gathered around it, some too scared to approach. A guard blocked his path, eyes scanning him lazily. "Five gold tolls." Alex resisted the urge to scoff. Still extorting rookies, huh? He briefly considered knocking the guard out—but at level 0, he wouldn't stand a chance. The guards here were level 20 and above, designed to crush troublemakers instantly. He handed over the coins. Half of his starter funds were gone in an instant. He approached the fountain. This was it—the moment every climber faced. The Tower's way of categorizing their souls and turning potential into power. He knelt and placed his hands into the glowing waters. A surge of energy slammed into his chest. His vision blurred. Then came the chime: [Ding!] [Your latent power has been awakened.] [Talents Unlocked: Space, Copy, Scythe] Alex froze. "Scythe…" he whispered. "That wasn't there before." In his past life, he'd only awakened Space—a rare mobility-based talent—and Copy, a power that let him duplicate others' skills with limitations. Both had carried him to the very last floor. But now… the Scythe Talent had emerged. It pulsed in his mind, tied directly to the weapon in his grip. AS he raised the scythe. It no longer felt foreign. It felt like an extension of his very being. He accessed the Scythe Talent Tree. Three skills—each grayed out, locked. "Figures," he muttered. "What's the catch?" The Tower didn't make him wait. [Upon reaching Level 10, you will gain the class: Shadow Reaper due to your talent scythe.] [This class allows usage of the Scythe Talent.] [You will unlock one Scythe Skill at level 10 and the second one at level 100.] [Note: The final skill can only be unlocked at Level 200.] [Warning: No other class skills will be granted beyond these three.] Alex stared at the message, then laughed softly. "Three skills only... But if they're anything like what I remember—" He closed his eyes. He remembered the final fight. The last time he used this scythe. Cities fell. The skies split open. They feared me for a reason. He looked up toward the horizon, where smoke curled above the Goblin Village, the first trial of the Tower. No longer a victim. No longer a pawn. He gripped the scythe tighter. "This time... I'm not just climbing the Tower." "I'm claiming it."
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Lysandra’s vision warped, the world bending and blurring as if reality itself had become liquid. Colors bled into one another, shapes stretching into unrecognizable forms. For a moment, she felt as if she were falling through an endless void.Then, slowly, her sight began to return to normal.The world settled. The tower came back into view—stone walls, distant voices, the familiar presence of people moving around her as if nothing had happened. Lysandra blinked several times, steadying herself as the last fragments of the vision faded from her mind.She looked around quickly, just to be sure she was truly back. The same tower. The same Fountain. The same murmuring crowd.But she was not the same.As the memory of the vision resurfaced, a cold weight settled in her chest. Her breathing became uneven, and she wiped her damp palms against her clothes, only then realizing she was sweating.Those beings…“No… not people,” she thought, her heart pounding. “God
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Alex began to dissolve into a golden hue as the teleportation took hold.His body did not vanish all at once. It unraveled—slowly, quietly—breaking apart into drifting fragments of light that scattered into the air like glowing dust. For a brief moment, there was no weight, no sound, no sense of direction. Only light and the faint sensation of movement, as if the world itself had loosened its grip on him.Then the light gathered again.His body reformed piece by piece, boots touching solid ground as the golden glow faded into nothing.The Fifth Floor.The transition had been silent—almost gentle—but his mind was anything but calm.The moment his boots settled against the stone pathway, his thoughts returned to Valor’s End. The things he had learned there. The man he had spoken to. The things he had implied.Alex brought a hand to his chin as he began to walk, his expression thoughtful, distant.There was a massive library on the Fifth Floor. If there was anywhere he could find re
Valor’s End
A blue aura enveloped Alex.Space twisted around him, folding inward like rippling water. For a brief moment the world disappeared, leaving only the sensation of weightlessness.Then the light vanished.Alex landed on solid ground.But the familiar city of the fifth floor was nowhere to be seen.Instead, he stood in a vast, impossible place.The floor beneath him was made entirely of aged brick, each stone worn smooth as though countless battles had been fought upon it. Massive pillars rose from the ground around him—colossal structures that stretched upward into a sky that had no end. Their tops vanished into the distant darkness above.The space felt ancient.Heavy.Like a battlefield forgotten by time itself.Alex narrowed his eyes.“So this is it…”A faint blue window appeared before him.[Location: Valor’s End]Valor’s End.Every person who cleared the fourth floor was brought here.Unlike the other floors, the fif
The Birth of the Troll Slayer
Alex’s roar echoed through the shattered village as his body finally gave out.He dropped to his knees, the impact sending ripples through the thick pool of blood covering the ground. The metallic scent filled the air, heavy and suffocating.Bodies surrounded him.Massive troll corpses lay scattered across the ruined village—some crushed beneath collapsed huts, others torn apart where Alex’s scythe had carved through them. Broken weapons, splintered beams, and chunks of stone littered the battlefield.The fight had turned the entire settlement into a graveyard.Alex sucked in a ragged breath.Every muscle in his body burned.Cuts covered his arms and legs, some shallow, others deep enough that blood still trickled down his skin. His vision pulsed faintly with exhaustion.Yet his coat looked untouched.The Aetherwyrm coat shimmered faintly in the dim light, its surface smooth and pristine. Every tear it had suffered during the battle had already se
The Day the Mountain Bled
Alex barely had time to steady his breathing before the Troll Lord surged forward like a charging avalanche.The massive creature covered the distance in seconds, its twin axes raised high. Alex instinctively shifted into a defensive stance, his scythe angled across his body.The troll swung first.The massive axe slammed into Alex’s guard with terrifying force. The impact detonated like thunder, sending Alex hurtling through the air. He crashed across the ruined ground, skidding violently before jamming the blade of his scythe into the earth. Dirt and broken stone sprayed outward as the weapon dragged through the ground, slowing his momentum until he finally stopped.Before Alex could fully regain his balance—The troll hurled its second axe.The weapon spun through the air like a flying guillotine.Alex’s perception shifted instantly into the Mist World. The battlefield dimmed, movements slowing as trajectories became faint streaks through the fog-like vision.He pivoted sharply.CL
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Alex walked forward with a resolve that felt different — heavier, sharper, undeniable.For weeks he had hoarded his stolen stat points, refusing to use them. He had told himself that restraint would sharpen him, that limiting his power would refine his reflexes through necessity. Growth through hardship. Discipline through deprivation.But this was no longer a training ground.With a quiet exhale, Alex summoned the system interface and distributed the points evenly—strength, agility, mana—before deliberately tipping the balance toward stamina. Survival in prolonged combat would demand endurance more than explosive bursts.He added the final two unallocated points to stamina.A soft chime echoed in his mind.[Level: 39][Strength: 57][Agility: 56][Stamina: 66][Mana: 56][Shadow Energy: 39]A cool blue radiance enveloped his body.He took his first step.The ground beneath his boot cracked faintly, dust spiraling outward as though pushed by invisible pressure.The second step followe
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