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The sky gradually brightened.
The sun had yet to rise from the east and climb into the sky, but a faint curtain of light had already descended along the horizon, telling people that dawn had arrived.
The birds' cries echoed, clear and bright.
Dewdrops on the leaves slowly fell, glimmering with a fluorescent sheen.
A trace of fresh morning chill filled the space between heaven and earth, enveloping the perfectly circular city.
The Dungeon City, Orario.
It had existed since the age before the Gods descended, an era now known as ancient times. It had endured until the present day and remained one of the world's most famous major cities.
The reason this city was renowned throughout the world was very simple.
Because it was the only Dungeon City in the world.
Only this city had a Dungeon, attracting adventurers from all over the world and making it a city regarded as the center of the world.
This was Orario.
Within the city surrounded by towering walls, the outer districts were mainly filled with tall towers and high-rise buildings.
The closer one got to the center, the lower the buildings became.
And at the center of this vast city stood an enormous white-gray tower that reached straight into the heavens.
Looking across all of Orario—or rather, searching the entire world—there was probably no building taller than it.
It was a skyscraper, a structure known as the Tower of Babel.
Orario possessed the Dungeon.
Because of this characteristic, more adventurers gathered here than in any other city or country.
The Dungeon was the source of