There is a place within the lands of Soria that only the bravest of souls dare to enter. Bloodied corpses, forsaken memories, and malevolent creatures haunt its thirteen floors. Whispers spoken of this place are condemned to silence. It is an ancient relic, built long ago before the Great Laws had ever come to be, before the splitting of the one world and the dark coming of the curse. However, every ten cycles, there are those who kiss their families goodbye, pray to the Goddess of Life, and step forth into this place. They are the warriors who willingly walk into death’s shadow. They are the ones who enter Falling Tower.