A girl appears to the Floor of Test with no memories of her past. The tower of God grants anything you desire, may it be wealth, power, revenge, or even immortality. But all she wanted is to remember her lost memories from her mysterious past. AN: This fic is currently being edited, some plotline will change in the st...
She stood in the middle of the field, hands stained crimson. Only one memory remained. 'Destroy the tower.' (Y/n) Jahad. Who was she? How did she get sent up the tower, and what was her purpose there? As we all know, the answers to our questions can only be found up there. In the Tower of God. *** [warning: the ro...
What do you desire? Money and wealth? Honor and pride? Authority and power? Revenge? Or something that transcends all? Whatever you desire is here. That's what I was told. I was finally chosen to climb the fabled Tower. I was finally free. I am a Moon Child, a supposed "unique" and "wild" soul. I thought I didn't need...
The gates opened revealing a girl, she walked through and was met with the sight of a 'hideous' creature. "Welcome to the tower, here, anything you desire is in this tower." "Who are you?" she asked, seeming a bit annoyed and irritated. "I am Headon, the guardian of the first floor, What's your na-" "Do you e...
Climbing the Tower is no joke. It's a game of chance, wit, treachery, and false smiles. That's what I initially believed in as my whole world came crumbling down on the Second Floor. I lost hope. I saw betrayal at its finest. I lost my motivation, almost becoming a fallen star. But someone pulled me back up. I learned...
What do we long for? Money? Power? Greatness? Or is it peace? Happiness. Love. Laughter and giggles. Life is like climbing a tower. It's easier to climb when on the first floor compared to when you're at the top. As you climb, you want to give up. But don't. Be determined to reach heights that only few will ever reac...
***DISCONTINUED*** I'm so sorry The years are rolling by quickly, the famed Workshop Battle approaches. The gruesome event only happens once every five years. The opportunity to participate is slim, but once we see our chance, we have one shot to take it. Every floor I climb up on the treacherous Tower, I feel like I'...
[Rated M for descriptions of panic attacks, human experiments, etc.] She promised 'that person' that she will enter the Tower when she's ready. And so she did, accompanying the boy she's grown fond of after befriending him in that lonely cave; despite knowing she'll have to fulfill the promise she's not ready to fulfi...