Dreams To Return: The God Of The Tower
83. Back to the Beginning

Barring the gods of mythology, it was only a small goal of their plan to punish the Gods of Greek mythology who had gone too far to abuse their power and position.

Hypnos was now standing on a chariot that kept on going, next to which Hades seemed to be gazing up at the star-filled sky. "Even now we don't know how the world will go and end. The gods have really split" said Hypnos, who then took off his hat, leaving his hair to be battered by the wind and slightly exposed his forehead.

His purple eyes glowed and a smile was seen on his face "You really look like that child" Hades and Hipnos laughed and then replied. "Either perhaps it was because my body imitated it so my psychic state began to follow the attitude of Novan as well "Hipnos finally admitted it, the reason the gods did not recognize it, he said, the reason why he is so different from his former self is because he is just like Fobetor, he also enters into a soul contract with Novan. It makes itself very similar to Novan but with a more mature version.

"It's time for the tower to guide us" Protogonus's voice rang out from behind and the titan now smiled at them with a need. "war will return, and this time we will win it"

The train was speeding faster on the white-colored tracks with the sparkle of stars in each of its movements, inside the carriage was a parta deity who wanted an orderly and peaceful life seemed to be sitting on several carriages, and in some carriages, waiting for the moment where they will finally start a great battle over the purpose of making a new world.

Nanaru stood inside a tower, and finally decided to follow Hypnos, with a serious look he looked at a cage where the heart of the tower was supposed to be, but now it was empty, signifying the tower of the world that will be a place where the new world is born has not been realized. The tower needs a leader and a heart that can give it energy and become the light that governs everything in there.

It was a tower supposedly made by Khaos at the time of the creation of the world. The building in the original has about a hundred floors with a very large and sturdy building size, but the longer the era continues to erode its strength and stare it shrink, the more, make the gods can no longer inhabit it and then go to all corners of nature and the world.

And now the gods of legend are about to return to make the tower habitable, creating various new worlds on each floor and giving each god from different realms each of their respective territories including the mythological gods and even the demon kings. Now they need a heart that can support the tower, the only one who deserves to stand between darkness and light and the one who understands how precious a life of a living being is compared to a million worldly selfishness.

Morpheus stood on top of a large black mansion beam. His eyes stared towards the urban buildings of the fort that were expanding and growing rapidly. "You still looking for him?" The voice of a white-haired child was heard and Morpheus turned to look at a child who was the new form of Nikolai in his round this time. Nikolai no longer seems to have a contract with Loki.

"That's... I think I'll find him soon" the same sentence was heard from Morpheus' mouth whenever he got a question about Nova. Time passed and I don't know how many laps were missed without Novan. Even now that Samuel was no longer with them, all those who were not affected by the power of Novan slowly left and came as fate. Medusa, Amfitrit and Vivian remain loyal to Morpheus and Fobetor in waiting for Novan to return.

The only clue for them is when Fantasos in the form of a white rose brooch comes along with Cerberus and delivers the message that Novan needs time to open his eyes again.

The sky turned dark and lightning struck above the clouds. It looks like a storm is coming and that's not a good sign. Meanwhile, far away in the darkness of a world where time and light cannot reach it. Arin stands on a magic circle of light with Ivan, a golden thread was created in his hand and the thread then fell into the deepening darkness as if to show a light to whoever was in there.

The coffin in which Novan fell asleep was then opened by the light of the thread, pure darkness came out from behind the coffin and Novan woke up with eyes that had no light. Everything he had remembered and gone through changed his personality and figure completely. A black butterfly that had a beautiful light pattern flew around it and when Novan stared at the thread before him he then followed the thread.

Beyond that thread's conjecture leads him to the realm of demons, the other side of the underworld or tartarus also known as hell. Novan's red robe emitted a darkness energy in every movement of his steps, a red halo flew over his head and his feet were covered by the dark smoke that appeared in each of his steps.

Novan remembers the place clearly, because in some of his rounds it was his residence. He continued walking and no one stopped him from walking into the demon palace that was being used for the meeting of the seven demon lords of hell. Something suddenly called out to Novan from inside the room where the kings were discussing, and when the demons tried to stop him, Novan's butterfly prevented them from getting close.

The door opened and all the eyes of the demon lord stared at Novan, including Mammon and Leviathan who could not help their shocked expressions like those of the other kings. How they were not surprised, the human who had disappeared for a long period of time was now before them with a different-looking figure and aura that even approached a god.

"Novan...?"

Mammon's voice caught Novan's attention and with his dim red eyes Novan stared at Mammon and Leviathan. Novan can't remember exactly how they were in each round before but something inside Novan says that they are one of his few loyal followers. Novan involuntarily smiled faintly and he then spoke.

"Sorry to keep you waiting for me"

The news of the awakening of Novan from his long sleep spread so quickly as the water flowing. Not only the power he regained, but also the support and new goals. The goal is to ensure that this time is his last round in living the terrible curse that has been given by the gods.

"I'm glad you've kept your vows" on a throne Novan sits quietly staring at his subordinates. Medusa and Amfitrit were smiling, and Medusa no longer had to hide her figure to humans, but she still wore a hood and the cloth she used to close her eyes.

"Welcome back, sir"

While Amfitrit was responsible for human relations and sea creatures such as mermaids and sea monsters he could also be said to be the only partner working with Leviathan because Leviathan only listened demand for Amphitrite when Novan is absent. Leviathan now wore a blue robe covering her left arm, as well as a fur coat around her neck.

"Basic... Wherever you are, you're actually a human being.." Mammon smiled as he folded his hands.

"Haha ya at least you're back" Leviathan seemed to laugh softly.

Mammon rules the land once ruled by the Bahemoths, along with Kanz he nearly rules the nightmare world along with the demon lord Lucifer's henchmen and Michael's arc angel. The ends of Mammon's hair now look a little red and one of its characteristics is a red robe that has a yellow color on the inside.

Morpheus and Fobetor are not much different, they are still the same as they used to be but Novan knows their strength is also growing as long as he is not around. Strange feelings occasionally burst into Novan, about how he should act after all his memories have returned, how he should deal with his subordinates and how he views the world and its contents.

Like the game world he has played hundreds of times and he has also seen different endings depending on all his choices, Novan feels that he is no longer a human or a god, maybe there's something that shouldn't exist.

In the midst of his inner struggle was a white rabbit with a green ribbon appearing before him. At the same time his feet followed the rabbit, a feeling of deja vu he could feel and when a door appeared before him he grabbed the doorknob, and when he opened the door, the world he had once been to opened.

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Green meadows with twilight skies that blend with pink welcome it, the atmosphere in nature did not change and in front of him he saw a child-no child now looked more mature than Novan remembered. His eyes were green and his hair was pale brown.

The first meeting after all this time made him remember their first meeting in the round at that time. The moment that Novan opened a door that led him to the Ephemeral realm, to where his sister had been all this time.

"Aryin...?"