Chapter 0: Prologue

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I sit inhaling and exhaling out in the only area with no spilled blood, the ground being bare with hardened dirt as I stare at the video game message in front of my face, its colors reflecting the bloodshed and war torn land around me

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I sit inhaling and exhaling out in the only area with no spilled blood, the ground being bare with hardened dirt as I stare at the video game message in front of my face, its colors reflecting the bloodshed and war torn land around me.

So that was it just a congratulations?

I have nothing to go back home for, my home is with my fallen friends. Around me I see several of them, they won't ever be able to make it to their homes where their families await them. For 10 years we have had to climb up Hells Tower, facing dragons, zombies, demons, golems, anything from our nightmares we have had to fight.

"Jim, we aren't done yet!" Hana yells breathing roughly, she skillfully sprints towards me. Around the fallen bodies and monsters, their loot ready to be claimed, until she is a few feet away.

"What do you mean?" I finish my inner monologue and stand up.

"There is one more level" Hana straightens her posture and regains her composure to continue.


"the hidden level"

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"the hidden level"

"Why should we willingly let more people die?" I say knowing I can't stomach any more losses.

"The boss monster is the creator itself," she speaks in a monotone voice.

I stare at the message and quickly open my mouth "Announce this to everyone, ask for any volunteers

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I stare at the message and quickly open my mouth "Announce this to everyone, ask for any volunteers. I won't judge the ones who go back to Earth" I tell her with my right arm on her shoulder.

I brandish my artificial left arm made of the rarest material in the whole tower, its colors being metallic black with red accents.

"Turn into Sabre!" I exclaim to the arm

"Confirmed"

My arm switches into a short ranged Sabre, a weapon so unique nothing else in the whole tower is like it.

"Everyone is ready, no one left for Earth" Hana informs, battle ready herself.

Right beside her are several dozen people all battered and at most half health clearly they have seen their share of battles as much as anyone else. The healers scramble to do what they can, doing their best to ready them for the upcoming battle. I grin seeing what's left of my allies knowing this truly will be the last battle.

"Good now lets kill this bastard" My grin continues turning farther and farther upward knowing this will be true justice for all the people we have lost on the way.

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Authors note: If you are enjoying my book so far please star it and possibly comment what you enjoy and don't enjoy so I can thoroughly read it and take in the kindness or criticism to reflect on how to perfect my book.

Sincerely Isaiah Jimenez

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