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The Tower Chronicles

Our MC is a transmigrator, just after transmigration he is sacrificed to a tower that has sealed Goddes Tani, to exit the tower they need to reach the highest 100th floor, and to do that they need to face a god. God is an existence very far from mortals, will they be locked inside the tower or will they be able to kill a god, whose presence alone turns people mad with one look? As the saying goes- Don't look into god's eye, if you don't want your consciousness to be lost in oblivion. ************************************************************ I Post one chapter every Monday so stay tuned.

Amish_Scion · Fantasy
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32 Chs

Chapter 4 Job

4th, Ashadha, 1965

Ortson is standing in front of the Alchemy Association, with the letter of recruitment in hand.

The Alchemy Association's building style is that of Victorian architecture, with its symmetrical design, many small windows, slanted rooftops, and octagonal and round towers.

Completely different from the apartment complex which mainly focuses on practicality and functionality.

Entering through the wide doors of the Association Ortson walks toward the reception.

At reception two very beautiful women with hair color of purple and green were sitting and attending to visitors' inquiry.

'I think due to the presence of ether, the residence of this planet has undergone different evolution path and have obtained colorful anime hairstyles.'

"Miss, I got a post for job recruitment."

Ortson takes out the letter from his breast pocket and puts it on the table.

"Let me check, Ortson, ortson, ortson...got it."

"You were presented with the position of accountant, wait a minute."

Clink! Clink!

A man wearing extravagant robes walks toward the reception desk, he has a red rose in his breast pocket.

"Maria, Leyla, You both are very beautiful today."

"Aren't we beautiful every day?"

"There is also that, isn't there a saying a new day new me, that's why I got to appreciate beautiful moments of life. And here is a red rose for both of you."

"Awww, thank you. Now enough chit-chat, Lumine take Mr. Ortson to the human resources department, he will be working as a clerk in your department, as head you should take him there."

"As you wish my ladies."

Lumine turned around after winking at them.

'This Lumine fellow is a total Casanova.'

"Follow me.'

As Lumine turned toward Ortson his demeanor changed drastically.

"I am the head of HRD. Your job is to work 5 days a week from 10 am to 6 pm, that's all for me and don't bother me much if I get a complaint I will cut your salary. Your total salary will be, 5000₸."

Ortson followed Lumine to the office of HRD.

"That corner, table is yours, hey 4 eyes, show the ropes to newbie."

Lumine called an office worker and walked toward his office. A man wearing thick glasses walks toward Ortson.

"Oswal, I am your senior, you are the 10th person to enter HRD, come I will show you the ropes on what you have to do in HRD."

Ortson followed Oswal toward a desk showed him by Lumine.

"We are called HRD but we also do the work of the Finance department. You have advanced skills in mathematics, that's why you were given recruitment notice."

"Let me give you advice, never say you are done with your work before 6 pm, keep yourself busy even if you have to pretend. It will reduce your burden. And another thing when Lumine is with women in his office don't enter if you don't want to be harassed."

"Ok, understood."

Ortson understood what Oswal wanted to convey, he also worked in an office in his previous life, and he understands office politics.

And the thing about Lumine doing something with women in his office.

'That's enviable, Even in my previous life I have not done something like that. Men always have to fear the charge of sexual harassment.'

"And the last thing there will be a party tonight don't return first."

'Ah, newcomer drinking party, huh, they will surely make me drunk.'

It was midnight, and Ortson returned to his apartment after the party.

'Everyone was very friendly, so from now this is my new life huh? Let's put my past life behind us by making peace with my present. And to do that I know the best way.'

A new wind is blowing with the appearance of diaspora from their homeland. Nobody knows what new changes they will bring to this tower.

Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!

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