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Intro. In the heart of the mainland, on a windless sunset, a tall skyscraper suddenly emerged from nowhere, as if the world had been torn apart to make way for it. Black stone covered the tower body, engraved with ancient characters that had never been recorded in any recorded history. When the first floor opened, countless monsters poured down like a broken tide—deformed, screaming, carrying with it the stench of the abyss and the coldness of cursed dreams. The city collapsed in panic, and the tower was silent, as if waiting. People climb floor by floor, life by life in exchange for knowledge and strength. The higher the floor, the more distorted the space, the more time loses its meaning. At the top of the tower, there were no more monsters, no more screams—only a black and purple palace floating in the void. There, she stood waiting, her pale purple hair fluttering slightly, her black horns curved like the crown of a ruler. The glowing purple eyes saw through all the fears that had been buried. She didn't roar, she didn't order an attack. She just smiled. Look at me.

Birth

@Châu Rudo