Warm!

  So Warm!

  As if mother’s embrace!

  Being surrounded by the warmth, Mark felt as if he was in his mother’s embrace, where there was no pain, no trouble, and no worries.

  Protected, surrounded, sheltered, where nothing could hurt him, nothing could touch him, and nothing could harm him.

  And he just wanted to remain like this for the rest of his life, for eternity.

  But everything comes to an end, as slowly, from the drop of the blood, Mark's body again started to build up.

  It was a slow, gentle, and loving process.

  Slowly, his body was built, starting from his very genes as they defined his entire structure anew, and a single cell was born, which multiplied and turned into tissues, and then those tissues built up organs.

  The heart and brain were created simultaneously, and together they created the lungs, liver, and kidneys.

  As the blood started pumping through all the organs, and slowly the body started to take shape.

  Stomach, intestines, skin, pancreas, and spleen, along with reproductive organs, eyes, ears, and various glands and bones.

  Slowly-slowly each and every part took shape, connected by the muscles, and the new body was created.

  Gently, Mark opened his eyes as he breathed a long sigh of relief, but at the same time felt a little regretful about leaving the warmth that had surrounded and protected him.

  From the darkness, the butler came as he saw Mark standing naked. No surprise, he just went through the metamorphosis, and clicked his fingers, and the next second, Mark found himself clothed in simple cream color pants, a red t-shirt, and a red pair of shoes.

  Smiling, the butler asked, "Are you ready to see the real tower of destruction, my lord?"

  Hearing him, Mark gently nodded, "Let's go." As he put his hand on the butler's shoulder, and the next moment, they both disappeared.

  When they reappeared, Mark found himself on an open street.

  For a second, he was stunned seeing all the hustle and bustle, as if it were some kind of market.

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  People were laughing and shouting, holding each other's hands. Some were with their entire family, and some were just wandering around minding their own business.

  There were some people who were floating in the sky, and some disappearing and reappearing from place to place.

  While the street was lit with all types of colors, shops were open, selling all types of things.

  Delicious aroma was wafting throughout the street, as in every third shop, mouthwatering delicacies were being made.

  There were some shops that were selling weapons, some were selling clothes, and some were selling bottles containing different types of liquids, which most of the people were buying. It must be potions.

  Seeing the happy, fulfilled, and joyful expressions on everyone's face, for a second, Mark thought he was in the wrong place.

  Not a single person was sad, crying, or had heavy expressions, and all this only made Mark puzzled.

  "Don't be surprised, my lord. This is just the beginning. The world of tower is out of your imagination." The butler said, "Let's go. I will take you to your room."

  Saying that the butler held Mark by his shoulder, and again they disappeared, when they reappeared, Mark found himself standing outside a door.

  From left to right, all he saw were the doors. There were so many of them that they couldn’t even be counted.

  The door in front of which he was standing was black in color. It had no number or anything, and it looked quite ordinary.

  The butler opened the door, and a white light shone as he made the hand sign for Mark to enter.

  Without saying anything, Mark entered the door, and the moment he did that, he disappeared, and when he reappeared, he found himself inside a room.

  The room was quite big. It had a giant king-size bed. In front, there was a big LED TV. On the left side, there was a walk-in closet, while on the right side, the balcony door was open, from where the beautiful scenery outside could be seen.

  As far as the eyes went from the balcony, lush green mountains, open sea, flying birds, and different kinds of animals could be seen, while the chirping of the birds could be heard ringing everywhere.

  It was a scene that Mark never expected. The world he thought of in his imagination was something cruel-looking, where there was a bloody red sky, where people hated each other, and they indiscriminately slaughtered anyone they saw, and much more.

  But this, this was nowhere near his imagination, and as if seeing through his thoughts, the butler spoke, "This is the safe zone, my lord. Here, fighting, killing, or anything similar is prohibited. Here, you can remain relaxed and worry-free. Not even an ant can touch you in this place."

  "What is a safe zone?" Asked Mark, even though he kind of understood what it was.

  "My lord, the safe zone is a mirror side of all the universes and worlds where fighting, killing, and all cruel acts happen. Here, even the most powerful being in the world can't use its power to harm anyone. You can think of a safe zone as heaven, while the fighting zone as hell." The butler explained.

  “How many days can I stay here then? Can I stay here forever?” Asked Mark the main question. Cuz he knew, in this cruel world, nothing was ever free.

  No, it was better to say, there was no place in any world where anything was free.

  Smiling, the butler replied, "It's very easy to stay here, my lord. Each creature that you kill in the battle zone gives you a single day as currency. Using that, you can live as many days as you want in the safety zone, and the best thing about this place is that, my lord, here everything is free."

  "From your food to your house, you can even own your own planet or universe here. All your imagination and fantasy can come to life in this place."

  “Even the dead can come back to life here if you want them to.”