"I was once called Zhang Tian, a normal ascender who wants nothing more than to stop the violence it this great Ethereal Tower…" the Twisted Principality paused for a while as it starts introducing itself, the very existence that was once among the great beings reaching floors way beyond the comprehension of humanity on Earth, revealing a smile on its cracked, decaying face, a masculine one that appears to be once filled with the vigor and hope of youth.
Such appearance though is now completely covered by the vicissitudes of life, his eyes once shining now nothing but a void that appears to hold the very abyss itself, yet deep within such terrifying view, a single tinge of light shines through, like a small tinder of crimson fire refusing to draw its last breath even amidst the strongest of rains, winds and snows.
