Tower of God. Faal Rahgol Zhaoga

A deathly aura rise out from him, the Puppet's eye widening as his soul vision is cut off by the erupting wave of Screaming black Heads Forming a cloak of Darkness behind. Sig.

rising like a black inky substance a Skull forms in the position of a head a skeletal body appearing the puppet shaking in Fear.

From the Enormous control of death in front of him. A ghastly sigh weaves through the air. The soul devourers trembling. "I don't think you'll disagree, will you? Leech monk"

he floats out of the way, the rest of his group arriving the Deathly Aura Suck back instantaneously "that not something they can personally see right now."

The monk shivers at the thought. '𝒏𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒍 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒉𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈.' walking through the gate, the Monk shivers, "you have a week at most before you become prey to the dead."

Sig laughs, "you think a dead who will parish at the sight of a reaper would be capable of making me prey they are immortal, break their legs, arms or neck and they are useless."

"even those spectres would fear even a scratch from that thing" the monk narrows his eyes, nodding at that confirmation. "I have a pocket to retrieve, anyway."

He shrugs. "It contains records of some important's it's required and since Mad rambling is a specialty of mine, I can probably translate its original language if it the same 1 from what I knew in that world."

He says lightly, walking through the open gate. He sighs "time to go to the South City." Walking through the floor, his group following, they split up, heading towards the order locations. Only Hwa group having split off before the gate.

Sig glancing back snickering, "hell joe going to die weather he wants to or not. That thing bound to him. Is important to the Core of the tower."

Khun looks at him questioningly. "what are you rambling about? Their 2 things you've said are important and you've never brought up something as important before."

He shrugs. "That place also has something important, not a thorn, but something else entirely." Khun shaking his head again. "Let me guess History."

He smiles. "already then, see you all" his group split from the others, leaving a guard with every 1 of them. His eyes glazing over once more.

The future broken within his view. Piecing together. "Not even destiny can define fate." walking towards the castle, he ignores everything.

Albedo, Yihwa and Androssi chatting about. Xiaxia running the light house nexus, Rhombus shifting and twisting above him.

Cutting down the vines, he Walks into the Castle. Greeted by a black stone pallet of colours with little decoration to anything "hehe", the ghastly voice reverberating.

He narrows his eyes. "Hang on, shouldn't I collect Garam and the 2 months?" He mumbles after entering the castle, his group mates just shaking their heads.

"is he always this silent" Albelda asks. Yihwa nodding. "He currently uses foresight for our safety, making sure there are no traps capable of killing us. He's quite defensive."

Anderson Shiver "ya I saw him launch a fucking black hole at a ranker that what he called it Albelda and Yihwa and "we saw that too the supernova afterwards as we were falling though was cooler."

Reaching a single door in the stone Construct he looks up at it, the blue door covered in the pattern of a rocky waterfall.

lightly outlined, he stops walking the girls stopping behind him "hmm did you see something Sig." Yihwa wraps her arms around his shoulder similarly to Hwa.

Finally able to do it since Hwa is not here. Sig turns around, looking back. Karaka Standing with his Yellow glowing eyes.

A blonde whore beside him panting heavily "GIVE UP BAM-" she stops staring at him, the 3 beauty behind him drawing her attention.

Clenching her teeth behind her lips, she grinds them. "Why are you 2 here?" Sig tilts his head. "girls can you close your eyes for a bit?"

They roll them, setting them. Sig walks forward, a sadistic smile running over his entire face. "I do wonder why I derive such joy from your suffering. But I guess weak, irregular are bound to get in the way."

His eyes glitching and flickering, Karaka unconsciously backs up. Albelda shivering. "Even with them closely, he still terrifying with that presence."

Tendrils bloom from his back, spiralling like a wind fan. Shooting out, they stab into the walls, Green hue overtaking the material leaking out.

"here I'll give you enough of a distraction." the Well opens under him "first Ring." a hue of teal spins out from the centre of the green well "Aldrin." a massive skeletal hand sunders out.

Slamming against the ground it Envelopes the flesh consuming it as its bones and skin are reformed, its flesh manifesting. its other hand shot out, smashing against the ground.

Half drawing out of the pool of aether, an Aether flame spread around it. "Stay back, whore. I don't want to deal with issues."

"This is the only fragment my Aetherials couldn't retrieve themselves after all." Floating up with the girls, he kicks the door open.

Throwing them in before closing it slowly. "ENJOY!" the monstrosity grins. "The Arcan really dislikes you to call upon me, the first Ring of Aether."

He lifts his fist to the side. "Let me see what a little blonde with no power can do against a being of immortality.

His power enormous. She stammers backwards. "Grand De, looking at the intruders. "hmm intruders. "Wait, did I actually need Hockney?"

He scratches his head. "So I've come here to take the test for the thorn." Grand De, unable to feel anything from him.

"Hmm, what are you?" Sig shrugs "The supposed Chosen 1" Grand de looks over him "very Well then you test it to kill my enemy hell joe". Sig wonders, "I mean, if I can bring back the administrator with his body, the tower would reward me, but they're also the problem of that stupid idea for revenge."

He mumbles. His words distorted. "Very well, I'll kill hell, joe."