Tower of God Fan Fiction: Transmigration[Hope]

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- Three Orders  -

According to Urek Mazino's sworn enemy, the data world was being erased quickly. If they wanted to survive, then they must enter the mirror and leave the place quickly.

Both Yura and Rachel listened to his words. And the moment Rachel entered the mirror, she would realize that her dream to be the person she was inside the Hidden Floor will be shattered into pieces.

And when she was back to the space where she first entered the Hidden Floor, the creature that has been protecting her for awhile, the Treasure- Eating Stingray, made its move.  

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"Always sad but with a smiling face. Sure. That's how you lived."

The words that the red sword with a yellow orb on it reminded Wangnan of reality and his pain.

"But at this rate, you'll end up losing more."

All the years climbing the tower, the higher he ascended, the more he felt burden in his chest. It was all because he was the only one who survived among his friends. His exceptional luck that allowed him to survive again and again slowly became a misfortune that tormented him.

"Let's make a deal. Promise me that you'll kill just one person I want. Then I'll give you the power to protect everything."

Who didn't want power in this tower?

"Even now, your companions and the people in this world are in danger of dying."

".... what?!"

Being strong was not an option, but it was a must. It was a must for someone to be well- versed in fighting and possess great power.

"The Hidden Floor is disappearing. In just a moment, this data world will turn into nothing. If they don't get out before then, your friends will all die."

Only then will they have the right to claim everything they wanted.

"Promise me that you'll kill 'just one person'. Then I will give you the power to protect everything. Take me."

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His weapon was destroyed as it failed to wound the real Zahard. Zahard's data was still struggling to steal back the bracelet from the real him.

And as the real Zahard watched Bam slowly leaving the Hidden Floor, he couldn't help but to ask his data, "Why are you helping that boy? Tell me, my data."

"To help you start another adventure!"

"...adventure?"

"Yeah! When I first met my future self with the mirror, I was more flustered than happy. You become such a powerful and great king. That body overflowing with divine energy and eternal life. Eyes that penetrate through anything. You are unbelievably perfect being!" Zahard's data explained his answer. "But in spite of how flawless you seem, I sensed a small but massive feeling of anxiety inside you. Fearing something in spite of having grown so powerful. I couldn't believe it. So, I wanted to help you."

"That's why I changed this Hidden Floor and even helped you hid that bracelet! But not anymore! If you are really a king, you have to accept the challenge! Because that's who 'King Zahard' is! LOOK!"

With his arm that has been taken away by Bam, he tried to point at the boy with thorn.

"That boy is your new 'adventure'!"

"Adventure huh? That's right," Zahard acknowledged it, "Embarking on an eternal adventure... if that's my fate, then I have to accept it. However, since that day when I began to see all causes and effects from the same height as God, I found out how to play with fate. Cruel fate."