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Female reader x various charakter not romantic

Reader's enryu's kid he created her

If I'm not wrong he created hwaryun before

People doesn't know she's enryu's kid

There's a hard battle going on or maybe a war

Many jahad's knight already there to join the battle and other 10 family's knight join too

Fug is there with the other regular

many of them are tired because they use a lot of energy to fight the enemies some of them can't continue the very difficult fight their opponent is very strong, the fighters who come from 10 families and jahad have very great strength the designer plan really hard to think of a plan they should make. and when in a moment of urgency the reader uses all her strength to fight them she makes red rain like her father did

and she created a powerful monster with shinsoo (she didn't use her powers before because she was afraid that her powers would attract people's attention and might put her in danger but because in a very critical time she used her powers)

She was separated from her father because Enryu asked her to climb the tower before the reader left to climb the tower. Enryu advised the reader to use her great strength in critical situations. after the reader uses her power everyone is stunned she makes a shield around her friend so her friends doesn't get hit by a strong attack, her friends help her to defeat the enemies

After that battle/war she faint and fall down after use her whole power she tired and she need to rest she really miss her father but maybe after she and her friends react the top of the tower and defeating jahad and maybe the other head family they might meet again she really hopes for it

😭🗿💧 its sad because how much I imagine the reader because she really miss her father

Your writing is really good I like it ✨

[Hilise fans🌺]

A Favorable Child

Where Y/n is Enryu's favorite child, who is told to follow the rebels who will overthrow the king from his throne.

Tower of God—A place filled with wonder and slaughter. Where you may find a lot of bloodshed on every floor. There is no such thing as eternal peace. Troubles lie ahead, a path blocked by a cruel destiny. Those who are destined to be the fresh breeze of this tower, lead people to the truth. People created for heaven's sake. Ironically, those who live outside the tower have been bestowed to such fate.

Somewhere, out there, whereas the world kept revolting by each passing second. The way the sea flows by, waves crashing throughout the end of the land. Quite a wondrous scenery one can say, yet — There stood by, two figures, standing idly looking up towards the hues of orange and pink, that shade across the vast sky.

"Father." A voice that unfairly, sounds melodious and soft, a mixture of timidity and innocence were evident by the voice.

Following pursuit, a figure of a man with bright red eyes stared ahead at the smaller form. The so-called father smiled at her figure, hands resting on them, giving a light pat of affection. The interaction between the two of them was quite touching, enough to make one think that this wasn't Enryu's characteristic at all.

"Is there anything you need?" In an immediate response, she shook her head to the side indicating there was nothing he wanted.

Y/n, one of Enryu's creations dedicated to himself. She had the appearance of his figure, ruby red eyes that glowed under the darkness, wavy red eyes and red silk that often roamed in the windwind.

She is, in fact, an exact replica of himself.

The strongest Ranker, Ranked 2 ranker, who caused chaos in one particular floor, was secretly the father of his own creation. It often seemed like he was trying to take advantage of her, but it was quite the opposite. If possible, he wanted her to decide her own destiny. He didn't want her to follow his orders like an empty doll.

To him, she was much more than a creation. She was his own daughter, someone who had accompanied him all this time. Become the pillar of his remaining sanity. Which made him choose a much safer trip and trip. However, he was sure that day would come, and his own daughter would help them.

"My daughter." He knelt down to reach her current height, both bloodshot eyes staring straight ahead at each other, filled with the danger that lay ahead. "When the time comes, I will leave you." The mention left him with a bitter taste on his tongue, but if there was anything he really knew about his daughter...

"I see." How understanding she was most of the time. And it scared him — it's scary how easy she might've taken advantage of. Especially if she keeps up with such personalities. But perhaps, with experience, she'll learn because that's one or the most effective thing.

"However, that doesn't mean I'm abandoning you. Except, I have something for you, a task only you can do.” Y/n looked at him expectantly, that gaze received a faint laugh from his lips. Of course, Enryu had his own pride when it came to his daughter, the fact that she was precious and adorable often escaped his lips.

"Climb up the tower." That, it wasn't something she expected. She furrowed her brows, staring at her father who was observing the expression on her face.

"Didn't you leave because you said the king there was ugly, smelly, and disgusting?" Enryu snorted, hearing that leave her lips. Ah, how could he forget how long he had thrown away that pitiful tower and the ruler who benefited from the tyrant's role.

“I guess that's what I said earlier but…” He wrapped his arms around her hips, before lifting her up, causing a burst of laughter that came from his pool of happiness. “Some changes are coming soon, and I hope you will be part of that journey.”

"You won't be there for me?"

"I won't be there for you."

Sweet, the interaction between the two of them where they rely on each other in their lives. After all, the parent-child bond is something that is quite difficult to break no matter what you do. Whether you are deceiving a child or even deceiving a parent, true families will pass on their trust and confidence to others. That's how the two managed to fulfill their life together.

"Father, will I be okay on my own?" Enryu looked at his daughter, before putting her down on the ground once more, his rough hand reaching out to hold hers. "You'll be fine. Otherwise, I'll turn the Tower upside down and name it Devil's Tower." The things he was willing to do for her safety were unavoidable.

"As for your strength..." He gently held her hand, walking side by side with her. "Never use it unless necessary or you are in potentially critical danger." Enryu turned the two of them around, arriving at a field of blooming flowers.

"Why?" Hearing that question made Enryu grumble about the reason.

"That impudent king will try to take advantage of you." Y/n giggled as her father taunted Zahard for the umpteenth time.

"Promise me, okay?"

"Hm! I promise!"

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Y/n looked up at the sky, a sky that was far more fake than the sky she was used to seeing. Day and night is a mechanism. Memories of their promise and childhood ran through her mind. How long? 10 years? 20 years? She couldn't count how long she had been separated from her father.

This brought a certain heartache to the bottom of her heart, exhaling deeply, hse lowered her head. Trying to remember what she should be doing right now. She may or may not be involved in the war, which is quite a serious matter. The great part, actually, is the task. This is what her father wanted, for her to be involved in part of the revolution, to remove the tyrannical king.

Her hand reached out to ruffle her tousled red hair, her eyes staring ahead, calculating the executive's possible next plans for the upcoming war. Her current team has a chance, especially with the fact that Baam has collected the weapons her father left behind. It would definitely come in handy in his hands. She has faith, a lot of faith and belief in her team-mates. She knew what they were capable of, henceforth, she would not dare to underestimate and restrain them from taking further steps into this war.

"Sister." Y/n feigned mockery, looking sideways to face Hwaryun.

"If I remember correctly, we didn't come from the same womb." She chuckled as she said that, looking at her with a casual grin, which received a rounded glance from Hwaryun.

"I realized." The two women certainly showed something in common. No wonder some people immediately thought Y/n was part of the Red Witch. Spoiler alert: She doesn't. She may have such an appearance, but she didn't even have the ability of a guide. Instead, she has the abilities of a fisherman and wave controller.

"Save the chat, why did you come after me?" The other thing that she was involved in was the absurd plan they discussed just a moment ago. Risking their lives and attacking head on, what more with the fact they may or may not face a family head or two like before? She might show how weak she was in comparison, hiding her strength, but when it came to battle strategy, she was no stranger to it.

"I understand your feelings. You don't want to put them in great danger but... That's the only option." Y/n looked at Hwaryun with a disapproving face. "If this plan means executing one of our teammates, you can ignore it." It was a risky move. They had crossed the bridge of the afterlife many times and even played with the reaper itself. With Baam's fake deaths and disappearances for over 10 years. Rak was lost and presumed dead, as he was eventually found on the secret floor. Khun was in a coma for 2 years. And Y/n was on the verge of death for preventing an all-out attack a few weeks ago.

Y/n was more than surprised to not see her father showing up feeling enraged.

"I have seen the possibility. The end of this coming war." There it was, the tone of sweet reassurance that came from her so-called sister.

Y/n crossed her arms, thinking about her words. "It's a tough decision, after all, it's much more different than the war with Fug." Hwaryun nodded in understanding, realizing the difference between this war and the previous one they had faced. This is much more dangerous where they may need to risk their life at some point.

“Do you even understand what it means if we go on a losing streak?” Hwaryun remained silent, the future she was witnessing, the end of the war, the outcome of which might be seen clearly. The key to solving it all isn't just her God, Baam. The one who will help her God, the one who will become the Devil to balance this system.

"I hope I don't have to recreate the Floor of Hell unnecessarily." With a devilish smirk, that often denoted bad news. There it was, the Devil of this tower, standing upon all her glory.

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It was regrettable, there were plenty of miscalculations.

"This isn't part of the information—!!! Are you even sure that Maschenny is on our side right now, Khun—?!" Y/n descended down, preventing herself from being hurt by the attack that was aimed at her.

"Tsk! How would I know—?! She said Zahard wouldn't be here and only one family head would appear!" It was far too late to brief through their plan all over again. On the inside, Y/n proceeds to throw plenty of insults towards Hwaryun that are aware of what is going to happen, yet, she did not utter a single word.

Is this enough to be counted as a critical condition? Her teammates are pretty much losing at this point. Even Baam are quite exhausted from getting cornered by the family head's. She's much delightful that at least, two certain family head decided to lend them a help

Even when the two did not show up for now, having the possibility of enjoying his harem life while the other watched through their lament. She clenched her fists together, looking ahead at the chaos that was rendered right before her eyes. It was chaotic, blood and wounds in which her teammates shed. The amount of Shinsu they've wasted on, yet, nothing works. It was unnerving, something gruesome to witness.

Shinsu rays headed straight at her direction, whereupon she immediately moved aside, cursing herself from zoning out. Her eyes found their way there, to see one certain king, looking down at their figure as if they're nothing but a mere insect he could've stomped on. How annoying these feelings were, is this possibly what her father meant all this time?

“Ah-! Baam–!” Initiative, Y/n flash step to his location, catching the boy who fell in her arms. There was something boiling inside of her, a pair of red eyes becoming duller with time. She lifted her head, to look at the head of the Ari and Arie family. The two of them looked at them, seeing their loss brought a smirk to their faces.

Y/n gritted her teeth, flash stepped away after grabbing Baam. As she secures the fallen boy by her arm, she emerges above Khun's lighthouse. When he saw Bam and Y/n in worse condition, doubt filled the light bearer's mind. “The others didn't go as well as expected, let's retreat–”

"No, do not." Khun's pupils widened in shock, staring at the woman in complete disbelief. “Have you lost your mind–?!” Gently, Y/n lowered Baam who seemed to be in critical condition. It didn't help how the rest of her friends were trying their best to stay on their feet. There was anger and resentment welling up in her eyes.

“I have. However, am I worthy of being a God-given messenger, if I remain indifferent about our situation?’ With that, she flew into the air unassisted. Khun was left dumbfounded, if there was anything he could be certain of, it was the fact that her combat abilities were below average. And the pure sight of her, hovering in the air, something only that high authority could do, made him wonder...

Is that really the truth?

Zahard noticed something special, a familiar silhouette. He followed the movement of the figure, with each passing second higher and higher, right above the war and all their figures. He could have sworn, fear assaulted his bones, the way their wavy red hair was blowing in the wind, the resemblance was too similar.

“Hey... Isn’t that Y/n?” Shibisu pointed out, hoisting over Hatz who had tired himself throughout the battle. The swordsman looked up at the sky, seeing the familiar figure of his friend. “That is... Her, but... What is she doing?” Her position was more than enough to attract the enemy's attention. After all, she was up there, looking down at the war that was still going on as well. However, with the snap of a finger everything changes.

The sky that was originally still a bright blue, was enveloped in a fiery red glow. Thousands of them appeared, surrounding the heaven that had been bestowed upon them. For those who once missed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, are now given another chance to experience fear. Abandoned fear and a glimpse of such power. Disaster will once again sweep across this land. And seeing such a terrifying sight, reminded Zahard of a high ranker.

Enryu red rain.

Heaven was torn apart, the signal of havoc had begun, red Shinsu descending down from the sky, piercing through every regular that stood by her way. In such a malicious action, there was not a single mercy spared towards the enemy. The scream of agony that filled her eardrums fell ill.

“...Y/n style shinsu control...” She parted her lips open, eyes narrowed down to witness the pleasant sight of fear. “Re-creation.”

The entire floor was shaken, from the pit of darkness, a guardian was created. Awakened from its slumber, a Shinsu guardian that's coming from the depth of a void, has resurrected. It was an all out attack, there was not a single hesitation and moments of relaxation which was given. Everything must fall into a pit of chaos, every blood must be shed for the sake of her friends and victory.

"Y/n style shinsu control : Swerve." Whereas the guardian has created an entire mess, entirely taking advantage of the battlefield, Y/n proceeds to continue on her attack, whilst this one, albeit different. The attack that has been received by her teammates ultimately will be returned to those who attack, therefore it was a quick and unavoidable karma.

"...Y/n style shinsu control : Floor of Hell."

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"How long?"

"...Possibly a few weeks or even months."

Hearing that, Khun frowned. He looked up at the sleeping figure of Y/n that ended up blacking out after dealing such an attack. It was enough to scare the king and family head away, although the aftermath is displeasing.

"Well... That doesn't matter but... Who would've thought she's Enryu's daughter this entire time?! The high ranker that placed second!!" Endorsi freaked out, hand outstretched towards the female that's having a momentary rest. Fortunately, it was more than a surprise the moment Hwaryun announced her identity. Call her a snitch or so, but she lessens the burden of self-explanation..

"Endorsi... How come it doesn't matter? I feel like her identity is the one that doesn't matter anymore..." Baam uttered out, turning her attention back and forth from Y/n and the small group that decided to hear the testimony result coming from the medical team.

The Zahard princess crossed her arms, huffing. "I feel like... She didn't trust us enough with this information, you know? Keeping away a secret... Even going to such an extent as hiding her strength..." Hatz turned to look at her, letting out a soft sigh. "It could be something her father told her. Given how Enryu is a high ranker who came from outside the tower... I wouldn't be surprised to know it was a given condition."

The group fell silent after that, looking ahead at the sleeping figure, who had fully used her powers for their safety. They wouldn't bother lying, how amazed they had witnessed such power before. At a time of crisis, a spark of hope suddenly ignites their despair, leading them to victory in that war. They may have been left unscathed, luckily for someone who was sacrificed. Unfortunately, not all of them happen to leave in good condition. As the soldiers retreated, Y/n the only who collapsed, falling from above. Alas, Baam returned the favor by catching her.

"What are we going to do next?" It is not a possible fact that the previous war was the end. There are many more battles they will face. And, with one particular absence which was revealed as their queen card, might be another weakness of theirs.

Nonetheless, Khun would not let that happen anymore. He turned around, facing his back in the other direction with his head hung low. "We will do what we are supposed to do. But, this time, we will prepare a better planning method." His cobalt blue eyes were glued to the floor, his thoughts drifting elsewhere, far from his true plan.

"Just because Y/n has proven her abilities insignificantly... We can't use her as a living weapon. Because that's all a backstabber would do." Walking out of the room, he left the others who were worried about Y/n's condition since yesterday.

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Time is always running, bringing a feeling and effort that is carried by the wind. A fateful change, bringing happiness along with the freedom of life that cannot be expressed in words. It's all too emotional to describe with prepositional sentences.

Every effort spent with the last drop of blood. As a result, in the end, they ended up in a brilliant future. There, she was, standing with a smile so sweet and beautiful. Her droopy eyes, filled with freedom from suffering. Every episode of life that she goes through, eventually reaches a coda in her story. The sensation of the breezy wind that touches against her skin. Y/n take a deep breath upon the fresh air, the burden by her shoulder has entirely been lifted away. It was refreshing, pleasant and peaceful. Watching the real sky all over again, she looked up at the vast blue sky, crimson eyes twinkling under the light.

"OI!! WAVY TURTLE!!"

She turned her head, meeting a taller figure from afar. Of course, it was none other than the loud Rack. Y/n smiled a little affectionately, sprinting to reach her own group who were laughing merrily. The sound of that ringing laughter, the delightful happiness emanating from their figures and the way they finally came to the final conclusion they deserved. What else could she ask?

"I'm coming, Rak, don't worry." She reassured the alligator from a distance.

But, for a moment, could she feel selfish? Can she teach the deepest selfishness? The selfishness that eats the heart, mind and mentality in the void? A smile is a decoration on facial features. Will the unknown, is the fact and honesty alone that says that a reflection of the eye says it all? In the end, an expression of joy will not convey a conscience, what determines it all is the look of the eyes.

There is longing in her heart. There is an emptiness in that depth. With each passing day, her thoughts became irrational, eating her confidence up and down, completely devouring her figure who was sunk away from the reality of her world. What actually made her like ther? It was a fact of her unrequited wish that didn't come true. While the tower will grant every wish that is requested. For this tower, it is such a benevolent one. Yet, here she is, standing there without her wish becoming true.

"What's the matter, Y/n? You've been out of it since it ended."

Baam points out what appears to be factual information. After all, to see such a disappointed expression, a lifeless gaze, with such a downcast spirit, it was obvious how tired she was. Although tired, she looked at her companions who had fallen into the pit of silence, a pair of eyes staring at her figure as if she were a pitiful creature who had ever set foot in this tower. She licked her lips, moisturizing the dry skin in an anxious manner. What can she say?

Y/n was too understanding, to know that her words might burden her friends. If she had to admit, she no longer had a goal, no more priorities… She could have sworn that their mood would drop drastically. It was supposed to be a happy day, the day they ended their final journey, fulfilling the things they couldn't in the past.

"It just... It just that…"

"Face North and walk forward. Whatever you do, do not stop and look back." Hwaryun has the habit of cutting off her words, especially during her times of dilemma. Y/n looked at her in bewilderment, wondering if she should believe her or not.

Without further instructions, she put it into action. Turning around swiftly, she hesitantly took a few steps forward to the North. Y/n cannot know for sure why she decided to play along. On the other hand, a part of her seemed to agree, the way her blood was pumping, and her heartbeat quickened. It was a familiar and fleeting feeling, different from the rush of adrenaline that ran under hee skin during the war. No, it was something she herself felt hazy and blinded by.

There, from afar, She could see something. Wormholes, fissures of the universe being ripped apart are a clear sign. It was a familiar entrance many years ago. Was this why Hwaryun ordered her? Was this why her mind decided to believe the guide's words? Because she completely put her trust in her hands when she made such a wish to the tower?

That familiar figure, that wavy red hair, that pair of red eyes which often glowed under the dim light. That way too familiar dress. The figure standing a few meters away, had been closed off the distance by her for the few seconds that passed. Y/n couldn't tell the exact time when she started running, however, the number of times she nearly tripped over herself, made her realize that she had picked up her speed even faster.

Pearly clear tears ran down through her eyes, falling down to her chin as she made her way closer to the figure. A smile, that is enough to convince her whether he is truly real or not. That smile he often wore out whenever she ran in his direction, whenever she saw his figure from miles away, whenever she ran towards him, finding herself into his embrace. That welcoming smile she so adores.

"Y/n." Oh, how longed she was to hear her name called with such adoration. As if she was the one that lit up the darkness of the universe.

She reached out into his embrace, falling down to the familiar warmth that he radiates. A pair of arms that engulfed her entirely, that gave her the place to go home, a place where she could count as her safe place. Heaven forbid her to interact close to him, but now, she's willing to go through hell itself for a moment such as this.

"Father... Father... Father…!!" Y/n keep on chanting the same thing, over and over again. Those tears combusted, the overbearing feeling has seeped through that thick wall of hers. Now, she becomes a crying mess, holding onto Enryu with dear life, with one wish being fulfilled by patience.

"I'm here..." Enryu spoke gently, trying to soothe down the pain of his daughter.

"You've been through a lot… You've fulfilled your duty splendidly... More importantly, you're still here, safe and sound… I'm proud of you."

It was safe to say, she has reached her epilogue. The conclusion of the story that she desperately seeks, praying upon the stars and the Axis itself, has finally been fulfilled on her behalf.

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