Tower of Karma

William was stretching his legs to the Glades, his hometown. The peak of busyness has already been crossed and the scene is screaming more than the management side. But it's overriding for William and the others to get their hands on it, and if it's enough to do that, it's better to sort it out in one of the systems. The rice cake is a rice cake shop, there's something I should leave to you.

As far as I can now, I made quite a few vessels. There is a further status to change any more.

"Ugh, His Excellency General William! Why are you in such a place?"

"I'm just here to see if my ordained laws are working. So, what's going on?

"The training is quite good. Those who ascend gladiators are enough to wrap their tongues around even us. Just..."

"Is it therefore hard for you? Think about what to do. Wait a while."

"Ha! Thank you for your concern"

"Encourage. I'm going to look around a little more."

That's how William left the scene. A place I know on my own, and it was a long time ago. Ever since I got the name William, I've been trying not to step into the land. Even if various measures were taken, they were not completely forgotten. Someone might recall a mundane applause.

William took that risk. But he wanted to look around the land. Now that we have our hands on heaven, we must recall the origin again. Spicy, sour days tasted in this land. I would have died many times without my sister. Without Kyle and Favela, there could be no such thing as five-body satisfaction.

There was also light in such a hell, and the more salvation there was than there is now.

"You stink even when you're dry. Nevertheless, I can't count on my childhood memories."

I had dreams back then. It was consistent with what I wanted to do and my goals. Not now. What I wanted to do was already lost 'twice'.

"Was it so small? Isn't that a cute thing," Death Marsh "etc."

From now on, even if I had something to get, I'd cut them all off. I'm king because I don't make exceptions. If you're a king, if you're a true king...

"Further down."

It should be lonelier than anyone else.

"Farther than I remember. Much worse than I remember. but the image of the breadth hasn't changed much. I miss you, I miss you somewhere"

I didn't think of anything back then. I never came here all the time because the place was the place, but there was a perception that this place could come at any time.

It is a horrible story now.

"Two knights, a woman in between. This guy with the crashed face is you, Nyx."

William sends a glimpse behind his back. There's...

'Well, what happened? I can't remember a long time ago, but it's normal. "

There was Nyx, the king of darkness with a blurred face and blurred outline. There is no pressure there as usual. It makes me wonder if it is weak, frivolous, and doomed even now. Such an atmosphere.

"And distinguished by waterways...... this lawn was Arcadia at the time. It's your country. The moment light and darkness meet, when the world is engulfed in red, it shows its true appearance. Beautiful fountains make for a gushing blood tide. Green growth and fresh flow can be a bloodshed full of resentment."

Red World. The true appearance of this place, which rises in reflection of red.

"Beautiful but cruel. Sacrifice and creation... you tell me to do this too, don't you?

'There's nothing I can't do. If you're a king, it's easy. "

"Kings, huh? Oh, yeah. I was going to ask you one day, was I king to you from the beginning? Aside from the drug-related stories, my kid, I was able to visit, get clean water, and treat him with a little special treatment."

"You're in love. There just happened to be a fool who was entering the realm of people and adventuring with our faces. It wasn't much later that I made him king."

"Then it's good. It was destiny… just unacceptable."

"Happiness, unhappiness, sourness and sweetness are your choices?

"Oh, it's all my choice. I chose it. It's a hegemony."

Blood runs. The tide of blood flowing through the weathered world is also going to fade again and the flow is going to stop now. This was very different from previous memories.

I feel like something's about to end.

"... will you perish too, Nyx?"

"Whatever is shaped will soon decay. It would be the same as witchcraft '

The contour of the Nyx is even blurred. William looked pitifully at it.

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'This was our dream place. He spoke of his ideals, painted his future, wished peace and tranquillity, and a leap forward for people. Huge fountains spraying high above the sky, waterways strewn throughout the city, and ships in charge of logistics come and go. The city overflows with a smile, and those who have, and those who do not, all laugh and sing. Although dreams were only dreams. Our dreams were lost. Unintentionally, dusk turned our dreams into reality'

The ideal place to be dyed red. Once upon a time, one city was destroyed in this land. Everything stained with blood and sunk in blood again tomorrow, which they dreamed of.

"We 'ra', huh? One can imagine somehow. Arcas, the first Arcadia king to be the motif of Alexis the Brave, right?

The name of the gold coin previously given by Nyx. No matter how much I looked into it, I didn't know the times and intentions in which it was made. But it is likely that this monster has some connection with Alexis.

"Correct answer."

Nyx to affirm lightly.

"You two?

'No, not the three of us. Me, Arkas, and Alexis. "

"... was someone else"

"You're not my brother. Alexis, a brave hero full of talent. Arkas, a king who led men with wisdom and readiness without talent. My brother, who walked around the country and tried to save everything in the world, and my brother, who made a country for the unwanted and truncated the past for the future. He was my friend, my beloved, my comrade, my enemy '

Talked about as Adventure Tan in the alley is my brother Alexis, and as king it was my brother Arkas who laid the foundations of this country. I don't know why the two were confused, but it wasn't an idea to be brothers, so I was also a little surprised as William.

"Well, it's all about the past. And I perished with Alexis, and Arcas then founded Arcadia. Nukus, a magic trick that used numerous sacrifices as an energy source, supported the nation behind it and was also able to withstand the great fluctuations that depleted mana in the atmosphere. Alexis and Arkas are mixed together because most of the beings who say Alexis was supposed to exist were swallowed up by sorcery. But merit itself does not disappear. Arkas, who is thus close, took over his accomplishments. It was hilarious to let future generations have their names because of guilt or as a story."

Even though the majority of Alexis was swallowed, it feels mild for as long as his name remains, when compared to a woman in front of him who is not even named and does not exist in memory or record. Curiosity is inspired by what the difference is, rather, what she is when her name and face disappear.

"My role is over. It was the last pleasure of a doomed wolf to find a shroud. At first, I was interested. The bloodline of an orthodox king, albeit a small country, and the middle of a heartless desert, the descendants of a clan grinding their teeth in the far east than here, the slave lad who has no philosophy whatsoever with these two. There are no special parts in the blood muscles, and the body is not big. There was no learning at the time. But only those eyes looked up. The end of a spire stretching out of the White Royal Palace, where he neither knew nor wanted the throne of kings'

This Nyx also remembers the times we don't even remember William right now. I don't think I had such greedy eyes, but I can't deny that I was scorched by a white tower that looked more beautiful at the time, although it can only be seen as a degradation of the first-class and aristocratic neighborhoods where first-class citizens live in the crowd and now Tulane.

"My beloved sister died, and the transformation there turned my interest into a hunch. We talked directly and were convinced to see how many times we were going to cross the ordeal. Though it was not a statute to be king, he hath twisted his destiny with his hands, and hath come unto this occasion. One more step, be it a rugged path, but I reached where it was feasible. Hence the question: the future of the desperate. Now is the time. '

Nyx's face blurs. Same stone statue over there, smashed face. I don't even know what look that gives me. But it didn't have to be William to understand that it was a serious question.

The presence that has long supported Arcadia in the shadows is finally about to perish. Whether or not she was a man worthy of entrusting a future diagram that was more important than all of her existence, she also grew greedy at the end.

"The country I aspire to is one where strength stands above and weakness underpins it. I can look up at any birth if I'm strong. If you're weak, you'll fall to the bottom of any birth."

At the end of the day...

"Is there salvation at the bottom?

"I will bottom-up as a nation. But I don't spoil these slaves. Not to mention the fallen man, but with them born into slavery from the beginning and living with a great handful on their backs, the opportunity is given. It's no longer as impossible as it used to be. If you're not lazy, if you risk your life, there's a way to go up. It's laziness not to move on. If you're not uplifted, treat it right."

Harder on others, tougher on me.

"What is the proper treatment?

"Make them do tasks that don't require any use of their heads. Same as livestock. Let them serve as a workforce to turn the nation around. To the point of dying, don't let him live or kill you. The end of the thoughtless, the unwary. Such weak people should be used by the strong. That's the management of nature, man 'now' has not progressed enough to twist it"

"You think you can twist and bend one day?

"Otherwise there is no reason for people to go along with sacrifice. There is overall happiness ahead of development. I'm guessing that's why we sacrifice ourselves right now because we believe in it, right? I'll connect you again, just like you connected your life to the future. Believe me, one day, everything will pay off. Strong sacrifice as a foundation. That's the king. I'm supposed to be. He who leads man to tomorrow."

Nyx smiled. Although William will no longer even notice that she smiled.

He was very similar. The blood connection is devoid of shards, but the endless lust and thirst in its eyes, the eyes bearing the king ahead who overcame it, are the same as Arcas, who was a friend and accomplice. The ideals we speak of are similar, as are the destinations we aspire to as kings.

At the end of the day, "now" is where it was done too much.

It's a hard journey, isn't it? Happiness as an individual cannot exist in the King '

"I'm cutting it off. Never again."

'That's what happened. Is it too late?'

"Oh, it's too late. Regret is not that lost. All we have to do is move on."

I'm sure 'Tomorrow' will be fine. This man is bound to connect.

"I'll see you in the afterlife, in hell, too. I'll tell you my name then."

"Well, I'm looking forward to that"

"The most highly skilled man is the king, Yume, don't forget."

Nyx collapses. Just like Uranos, fantastically, somewhere sad, it marked the end of an old era.

"Goodbye, great king. I hope you get your name back before you die."

All that was left was a king.

"We lost our dwellings and dwellers of darkness. Instead of giving you our moves, I want you to be our place. You are the king of darkness. William von Lewis"

Its hands and feet. Assassins living in darkness, bandits.

"It would be good. Wield your moves fully. I'll use you guys."

"Thank you Happiness"

Those who rule the darkness. William became king of darkness before the light. Together, light and darkness become true kings. First of all, it's what was entrusted to me, but William thinks I'll make the most of it. Now it's not borrowing. It's a real handkerchief.

"I'm the king."

I am not lost in that royal road. The leg goes one step further into the future to be aspired to.