One Month Earlier – Inside the Tower
The silence before a battle was always the same.
Even in this strange, shifting space of the Tower, where time itself bent in ways no one could truly understand, there was always a moment of stillness before the fight began.
Arlon stood alone in the vast chamber of Floor 51, his gaze scanning the battlefield ahead.
It was an empty, desolate arena—smooth stone stretching endlessly under the eerie blue light flickering above.
The floating flames that lined the ceiling cast long, shifting shadows, their glow pulsating in an almost hypnotic rhythm.
No markings. No grand architecture.
Just a place meant for killing.
And for the first time since he entered the Tower, things were about to get interesting.
A system notification appeared before him.
[Floor 51, Level 1 will begin when the challenger is ready. Do you wish to start?]
Arlon barely glanced at it before selecting Yes.
The moment he confirmed, the ground beneath him pulsed.
