A/N: My first Tower of God fiction, let's see how it goes. Yes I understand I got others to pamper and complete (...eventually) but here's something new to keep my brain alive and running...Anyways, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters except my own. Tower of God belongs to the rightful owner.
Season 1: Episode 1
What do you desire? Money and Wealth? Honor and Pride? Authority and Power? Revenge? Or something that transcend all of them? Whatever you desire-is in here.
Long dark tunnel...
"Where are you going? How long will you be gone?" The boy walking in front paused mid-step at the sound of my timid voice and turned to face me. His face was covered by the hood of his jacket but I could make out strands of dark hair sticking out from underneath. Turning on his heels he plodded back to me and squatted so that we were at eye level.
"Don't worry okay?" I felt his hand ruffle my hair as he spoke to me. "It'll probably last a few years...if not then hopefully not forever. If you ever feel threatened..." He pulled out what looked like a weapon from his back pocket and placed it in my hand. "use this dagger to protect yourself."
"When will I know if it's forever?" I asked, feeling his arms wrap around me and pulling me in for a hug. Once he was done, he stood up and walked away without answering my question. Nothing has changed ever since then as I waited anxiously for him to return. Seasons changed but I didn't know anything about them since I have always spent my life underneath the ground; all that I cared for was the return of my special someone. But alas...he never came back to me.
How long is forever? I ask you. A year? Two years? Have you ever felt like something was missing from your life, something that was well within your grasp but always eluded your fingers? Time is nothing but an abstract idea...but then again, how long have I been here? I opened my eyes to stare nonchalantly at the same boring patch of limestone embedded in the ceiling hanging above my head. The dagger still in its sheath laid by my head, unused and unopened.
"Jeez...if only that person didn't leave me on my own. Who was that person? I think it was a male...why can't I remember anything?" Wiping my face with my sleeves, I sat up and continued down the long tunnel with the weapon attached to my belt. My legs seemed to move on their own, one foot in front of the other. Ahead of me is just a windless tunnel with no end in sight, it was just a dark hole ready to swallow me up.
How much further do I need to walk? What is my purpose? Where am I going? Groaning miserably I decided to call it a break and laid down, resting my head over my arms. I closed my eyes and hoped that a quick slumber would get rid of the continuous perpetual dark world around me.
I started to dream and within my dream I saw someone walking in front of me, the same boy as before but something was wrong about him. No matter how fast I ran after him I could not seem to reach him. I tried yelling at him, hoping that he'd slow down and wait for me but he didn't seem to know...or acknowledge that I was behind me. Finally he stopped and turned to face me and that's when I felt my heart freeze up and my feet just stopped running, rooting me in place.
It was a blank face.
When I woke up with a jolt and looked around I noticed that the tunnel disappeared and the walls depicted lots of murals of humans fighting monsters. A giant tower in the background seemed to be the theme of all of the paintings since that was what captured my eyes immediately. What's even more confusing was that I had never been to the chamber before, someone or something transported me to that location while I was asleep.
"What's that light?" I muttered to myself when I spotted a column of purple light transcending down from somewhere above, making a dazzling purple cross in the air. As my eyes gazed transfixed at the ceiling I felt as though some deity from above was looking down, judging me.
"Huh ho~" A voice spoke behind me and I turned to see a weird creature walking towards me. It reminiscent a white rabbit because of the long ears. In his hand was a long yellow stick with two green balls at the ends, almost like a baton.
"Who are you?" I asked, getting into a defensive stance as the thing twirled the yellow stick in its hand. The words...they're white...Ever since I was young, I could see sound in colors and from there I can differentiate between someone who is calm versus someone who is enraged. In sort, I can gauge peoples emotions based on the color their sounds produce, and the color is telling me that this thing is surprisingly calm with a sublime hint of manipulation.
"I won't hurt you." It replied as it stood in front of me, gazing at me curiously with one silver eye. "It's been awhile since a visitor has opened the gate by herself...Welcome to the Tower, Child."
It's a monster for sure. After determining that it really means what it said, the muscles within my body started to relax but I still kept my eyes on it.
"My name is Headon." Headon introduced himself to me, giving a small mock bow. "The guardian of the first floor of the Tower. What's your name, little girl?"
"My name is Ryeval Kayeon." I spoke in a calm voice, knowing that introducing myself to a guardian is proper etiquette. "That's what I seem to recall, everything else is a jumbled mess inside my head. I feel as though my brain is filled with holes, every time I try to remember I draw a blank."
Amnesia? No...someone purposely erased her memories...but for what reason? "Hmm...I will just call you Ryeval, girl." Headon stroked his chin in thought. "So, Ms. Ryeval girl, how did you end up here?"
"Have you ever felt the feeling of forever?" I asked him. "A certain someone left to climb the tower a long time ago and hasn't come back to me. I want to find my special someone."
"If you seek something..." Headon twirled the baton and pointed it up to the purple light. "...all of your answers are up there. If you want to find your answer, and your special someone...head up."
"Head up?" I looked up, trying to see beyond the purple light but with my human eyes, it can get tiring and strenuous.
"Whether you are looking for: wealth, immortality, absolute power, magical abilities or mysteries, just head up." Headon continued. "All the truth, glory, and happiness of the world are all up there. The Tower is such a place."
I can meet him up there...that certain someone who can answer all...my questions.
"But remember that it is a hard and painful journey to embark on, little girl."
"I would take the risks..." I turned my eyes back on Headon, looking at him with a determined look. "if I can see him again."
"Excellent. I like your will, spirit and guts. Then, let's do a test to see...if you are qualified to go up the tower."
"A test?" I looked at him in confusion. "What test?"
"In this tower, every time you go up a floor, there is a test to see whether you are qualified to go to the next level." Headon explained with a grin on his face. "If you pass the test, you can proceed to the next floor. Tests are decided by the administrators and rulers of each floor. Of course, the difficulty varies depending on which floor you are on."
Damn it...I hate tests. I gritted my teeth with frustration.
"In other words, if you want to go up to the next floor you must pass my test." Tapping the side of a wall with one of the orbs of his baton, the wall lifted up to reveal a large cage and within the cage was the largest fish I had ever laid eyes upon. "The 'Ball'."
"What...What is the Ball?" I asked, ripping my eyes off of the massive creature. "And...what is that huge monster...?!"
"The 'Ball' is a simple test." Headon chuckled. "The 'Ball' is that round man sized sphere." My eyes narrowed down on the black sphere in the far reaches of the room behind the giant fish. "If you hit it hard enough, it is designed to pop. To pass, the rules are simple. Ms. Ryeval girl needs to go inside the bars and outrun or defeat that monster...by popping that ball. Do that, and you pass the test."
"And that 'monster' is the only thing in there right?"
"Correct!" Headon said with a pleased expression. "That's him. He is a 'White Armored Eel'. He is a big fish that lives in the shinsu, flowing through the Tower. Usually he is very mild...but this time of the year is his spawning season, and he hasn't eaten anything for a few months...so he's very aggressive."
"Isn't that animal cruelty?" I asked and I could feel the animal's cold gaze lock on me like fresh meat.
"Are you afraid...? Afraid of him?" He asked, noticing my shaking hands. "If you are afraid now, you'll never find what you're looking for. A certain someone alone in this Tower...it sure makes me worry. There are a few monsters here that might have eaten anyone who strays from the path. But Ms. Ryeval girl, think calmly."
If I don't do this...I won't be able to find him.
"It is almost impossible for you to pop that ball in your current state. Taking the test is suicidal."
I don't want that...to happen.
"That eel is very fast and agile in the shinsu, and you won't be fast enough to escape. You will end up as eel food."
I want to see him...right now! I forced my legs to move on their own, going straight towards the bars that was blocking me from my goal.
"Rather than committing suicide, I think you should forget all this, and move on with your life...?!" Headon paused and looked astonished as I ran past him, no more fear or doubt on my face. He smiled and let loose a small chuckle.
"Welcome to the Tower."
A/N: Here is some more info about my OC for this story.
Name: Ryeval Kayeon
Age: Around 16 years old
Special Ability: Chromesthesia
Height: 173 cm
Description: Her most prominent feature is her long dark black hair, the tips reaching a little past her shoulders, with platinum blonde highlights and her bangs are wide-swept to the right side. On occasions she will put her hair up in a ponytail. She has gray-green eyes and she's a bit lanky but has a well defined musculature. As for clothing, she wears a gray tank top with black shorts for bottoms.
Weapon on hand: A dagger (base it off of the macedonian dagger from assassins creed).