Prologue
I died. And then I was reborn—onto an Earth lifted straight out of a tower-climbing story.
A tower speared up from the dead center of every continent. Constellations presided over them, and beneath those Constellations stood the Incarnations they had chosen.
The catch was that the towers had already been conquered, ages ago, by the strongest Incarnation of them all.
What kind of bullshit was that supposed to be?
Yeah. Tell me about it.
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