THE REBIRTH OF A GENIUS. CREATOR/DESTROYER

Chapter 60. Final Test

When the candidate who also passed the twenty-first floor exam, Jack, Philip, and everyone else from the three, saw that Sam needed more time than them to complete the same floor, the, they felt that he was going to retreat from the twenty-second floor.

But before they could finish their thought process, they saw the twenty-second floor burning dimly. They don't think he'll go any further. Philip and Jack were confused. Then they heard Hawk say.

"You know what a twenty-first round is. The test according to his own memory and his memory may not be the same. So, we can't judge ability by the amount of time we take."

After hearing that, they realized the situation. They also felt they could not judge like that.

Time passed and Sam slowly climbed from one floor to another and passed through each trail. But the time taken for each test is constantly increasing. Sam came to the twenty-fourth floor where the others failed or retreated. Sam's been on the floor for almost an hour. They felt like he might push her too far. The moment they thought he was going to fail, the twenty-fourth floor lit up brightly.

The twenty-fifth floor was also dimly lit. Sam did not stop. He did not fail or retreat as others thought. Instead, he advanced forward.

An hour passed, the twenty-fifth floor was illuminated.

An hour and a half passed. The twenty-sixth floor is illuminated. Slowly, Sam got higher and everyone in the crowd, including the great people got more excited. They anticipate what will happen.

Sam was now, on the floor where the current Emperor was making a record. This floor was the limit of the emperor and was the highest anyone had ever climbed. Now, someone else was on the floor and he was a young man who hadn't even turned a dozen yet.

"Do you think this kid will make it?" Count Falcon asked Castor who was staring intently at the tower. He did not answer his friend's question. He also wants to know. Will there be a genius who can beat the record set by the emperor himself? He was curious too.

Then another uproar broke out among the audience that caught the Count's attention. The twenty-seventh floor lit up after a very long time. One reached the same level as the emperor. But they didn't see Sam coming out of the tower. Then they saw the dimly lit twenty-eight floor.

"Dam."

"No way."

"Is he crazy."

"Oh my God."

Everyone gasped when they saw the tower. They never expected that Sam would advance any further.

Three hours passed. They only saw the tower with their mouths wide open. Even though it was almost midnight, no one was in a hurry to leave. They all looked at the tower with anticipation. Then suddenly, the twenty-eighth floor lit up. Sam broke the record. He broke the record set by the emperor.

"He did. He really did." Count Falcon stood up from his feet as he spoke. Castor also looked at the tower with a surprised expression.

He looked at the moment when the Emperor's record was broken.

The twenty-nine floor. Sam sat there for a long time with his eyes closed. After he entered the twenty-first floor, he had revived the worst-case scenario of his past life. He had seen the past that he wanted to suppress so badly in his mind, but now they had reappeared and he had to experience it again. Many times, he wanted to give up after the exam passed, but he gritted his teeth and just followed because, there was a voice in his mind telling him. "Just one more step." Every time he wanted to retreat, his heart and mind would not allow him to do that. They urged him to take a step forward and he ended up being on the twenty-ninth floor. If he could pass this, there was only one more test to complete this tower.

Sam opened his eyes in shock. The twenty-ninth floor is over. He lay on the floor for a while to catch his breath. He's mentally tired. He looked at the open door and looked at it carefully. He stood up and walked to the door slowly. He really wanted to see if he would be the last test. Because, he knew one thing about his memories. All the exams he passed now, not even half of them, maybe not even a quarter of all the incidents in his entire life.

When he entered the thirty floor, he was nervous and wanted to sit on the platform. But the audience is just as worried. They wanted to see if that person would finish the Tower of Will. Was he able to complete a quest that even emperors failed? These are the things that everyone has in mind.

Sam slowly walked towards the platform and sat down. He closed his eyes and prepared himself to face whatever he had to face now. With a jolt, his consciousness drifted into the distant past.

Sam opened his eyes only to see the familiar luxurious ceiling. He was in her eight-year-old self. He tried to move his hand but could not do so. When he saw them, he saw that he was tied to the bed. He immediately felt anxious, because he knew what would happen to him next. He was sweating profusely and looking at the door of the room. He hoped the door would never open if possible.

Sam clearly knew the situation. He was adopted by a very popular and wealthy big couple in India. As technology developed and the country advanced, people who practiced their traditional arts became less and less and especially in a country like India, where people used to behave like the masses. If they see someone succeeding in information technology, they will push their children into IT. If they see their neighbor's child earning high income by working abroad, they will encourage their child to do the same. This is the most common thing that happens in India and it remains there even as they improve technology and Economic development and soon comes a day where people are very proficient in skills traditionally treated like a national treasure and a couple who 'adopt'

But why is he tied up? Because the truth behind his adoption is that he was sold by someone to a partner who had a strange sexual preference and he was their new 'toys' that they bought to 'play'.

The woman slowly walked towards Sam and said. "You said you wanted to learn, right? I'll help you. But you must obey and do whatever I ask. Understood?" He spoke and did not wait for Sam's response as he climbed onto the bed with some 'equipment'.

The next morning. Sam walks out of the mansion, with the driver driving him to his private tutor's place. The woman agrees to let Sam learn, but she will never agree to let him go to school, as it will risk leaking their secrets. At the same time Sam stared at the young girl who was the same age as him, coming out of the woman's husband's room. He looked for a moment and got into the car.

Sam's life continued like that for days. He would go to the homes of various tutors to study different subjects. Although, it is more tiring than going to school, it also has some advantages. Sam's learning was so high that the teachers were completely dumbfounded. They never saw a kid like that. But there was one thing different about this man. He'll never talk. He's really aloof.

Sam days go by and nights…

A year passed and Sam changed teachers for the third time. Due to his fast learning ability, he is far ahead of his friends and learns quickly. The couple who 'adopted' him, didn't really care about it. They have the money to hire a tutor and they will have a submissive 'toy.

But this time someone came into Sam's life. A young female teacher, who was in her twenties became her art teacher. He tries to get closer to Sam and does so with his best efforts. But Sam was completely disgusted by his behavior.

One day when Sam came to art class, he couldn't sit in his chair. Last night the 'game' affected him too much. Since she was obedient for the sake of class, the woman went too far.

When the young teacher saw the situation of Sam, who was irritated and had no way out to vent his frustration, he approached her and started talking. She told her story and Sam was completely dumbfounded when she heard that.

He was also 'adopted' by the same couple and was ten years old. He had been their 'toys' for over three years until he passed their preferred age. He's back 'adopted' by someone else.

Sam looked at her and hugged her as she cried. After all, he was an eight-year-old child. How could he accept all this abuse? Then from that day Sam and the woman became closer and one day the woman said something to Sam.

"I have a way for you to avoid this. If you do as I say, I'll take you out of that house and you can learn and play as you please." Hearing the young lady's words, Sam became tempted. Looking at her expression, the young lady gave her a pill and said.

"Mix this into their diet and they will sleep for a long time. Then I'll come and take you out of the mansion. Do it when they're alone." Sam took the pill and returned to the mansion. He hid the small pill carefully and went to his room.

Every night the couple would send all the mansion workers back and the couple and their two 'toys' were the only people left in the mansion before dinner. Sam walked into the kitchen slowly and emptied the juice the couple would drink after dinner.

After dinner, as usual the couple started drinking juice as Sam watched them from behind the wall clandestinely. As the couple talked and drank, they slowly began to lose consciousness. When they finally passed out, Sam walked towards them and looked at their faces.

But when he saw them, his face paled in fear. The couple bled from their mouths and noses. He just stood still after realizing what he was doing.

The young tutor sneaked into the mansion without a sound and looked at Sam and said. "Come Sam. Let's just go. They just sleep. We have to leave before they wake up." He said in a soft voice.

But would Sam believe it? He had seen too many dead people right in front of him and even though he was young, he was able to distinguish between the dead and the living.

He killed someone. This was the thought that came to his mind. He had no idea what had happened when the young lady dragged him out.

World's upside-down. He became a murderer. Without knowing why, eight-year-old Sam becomes a murderer.

Sam in the tower suddenly opened his eyes and saw the same silhouette of the old man he had seen upon entering the twenty-first floor. The old man's face was not clear at all, but he could vaguely sense that the old man was smiling at him.