[GLOBAL SYSTEM NOTICE – FINAL TUTORIAL COMPLETE]
✅ Tutorial Survivors: 10,022
✅ Recycled Participants: 47,990,318
☠️ Global Civilian Count Affected: 8.7 Billion
🌐 Tower Descent Initiated...
The skies cracked.
First in silence.
Then with the deep groan of reality being overwritten.
Tower roots — miles wide, glowing with symbols written in forgotten code — pierced through clouds, embedding themselves into the Earth like divine spears.
All over the planet, they crashed down:
• Through cities
• Through oceans
• Through temples
• Through war zones
Each one became a Gate.
And the Gates opened.
"This is not an invasion."
"This is integration."
All civilians became registered players.
All former laws ceased.
And far above, floating above Gate Zero — the main root of the Tower…
Wang Ling stood alone.
Below, chaos began.
Mass login. Panic. Screams.
New players woke up in ice. Fire. Sand. Acid.
Each gate led to a different starting biome — and each one had its own "Floor 1."
Each floor populated with NPCs, guides, merchants, quest-givers…
Only they weren't AI.
They were the ones who died before.
📍 Tutorial Floor 2 Casualty – Aimee's former squadmate, Lucas
Now: Gate 3 – NPC Blacksmith, Fire Desert Region
Memory: Erased
Behavior: Loyal to Tower code
Unique Trait Retained: Explosive Forging Talent
"You'll need better gear to survive Floor 4. I can help — for the right item."
📍 Floor 5 Death – Korean ranker, Ji-Woo Han
Now: Tower Floor 17 – Gate Guardian
Personality: Aggressive but structured
Combat Role: Duelist NPC
*"Only the worthy pass."
"Why does your face… look familiar?"
They no longer knew Earth.
They no longer remembered fear.
Only the Tower's logic remained.
And only Wang Ling, who had watched them die once…
Would walk past them a second time.
Above it all, the System pinged softly.
[Final Phase Begins – Tower Invasion Timer Reset to 0]
[New Player Registration: COMPLETE]
[Wang Ling — Status: CLEARANCE EXEMPTED / SYSTEM-NATIVE CLASSIFIED]
"You are no longer a participant."
"You are a structure."
"You are a pressure."
"Walk forward, Cold God."
Yue Lin watched from beside him.
Gates opened below.
The sky was streaked with aurora-colored mana bursts.
The screams of new players were already fading into silence.
And beside her…
Wang Ling didn't speak.
He just stepped toward the sky bridge.
Descending.
Finally rejoining the rest of Earth.
But he would not start at Floor 1.
No.
He would start on Floor 11.
Where no NPCs waited.
Where no rules were left.
Where the Tower's real war began.