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I Became The Tower Master
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Cool. The plot is great and the story line is so intriguing. It has everything you want in a book. You did really great with this. Keep it up.
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what kind of novel is this? reincarnation? or just vmmorpg? or xianxia?//////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////
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Would loved a longer story.................................................................................................................................
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The world they are living in was fine, the Dark Tower stood tall as ever, the only difference is the sudden sprout of land and a different race behind the Dark Tower.
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"What!?"
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The Cracker's arm had been torn off completely and the empty socket was bleeding...
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" There strength reins, if you have enough power you can do what you want and get away free of charges, but if you are weak, there is no different from here or there, you will die trapped the same way"
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Stuck in my part to time job.
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Eh? I can now move... or rather, I am forced to move?! Is she controlling me? Damn.. this girl is strong.. Anyways, is it what I am thinking? After a long time, I can finally see what's beyond my dark room?!
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"You're going to drop the whip," Cem said calmly, still shivering slightly.The general didn't respond. "You can't feel it as it slips from your grasp." The general seemed surprised as he heard the whip fall to the ground from his open hand. "And now, you're thirsty... the ice water in that bucket is the only way you'll survive. You have to drink it all, consume it all. Your lungs beg for the water, you don't think you can breathe this air, it's toxic, the water is your only chance at survival."
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"Mr. Kullen, is that you?" he looks up at his old geography teacher. Her green eyes and grey eyebrows are turned in worry. She places a cold, dry hand on his forehead and pretends it burns her with a tiny smile. She used to do that with everyone who dared show up to school with a fever.

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