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A Shut-in's True Power

[THIS NOVEL HAS BEEN DROPPED. READ ONLY IF YOU'RE FINE WITH QUITTING HALFWAY. Also don't buy the last 2 chapters. They're just drafts filled with random gibberish.] There was once a man who focused his entire life on "self-improvement". He learned each and every life skill anyone could think of. From cooking to swordsmanship. From cleaning to martial arts. His sole purpose in living was to perfect every life skill he could learn. To him, the more complicated a skill is to learn, the more satisfaction he finds in perfecting it. He developed his knowledge, his strength and his spirit. As time passed, his obsession only grew. He started ignoring the world around him and locked himself in his house to improve his "writing" skill, turning himself into what we call a shut-in. With no one who could intervene, he ended up overworking himself to death. However, his way of life amused a particular goddess. As such, for her own future amusement, she offered him to reincarnate in another world. The man's answer to this offer? Obviously he agreed! In a fantasy world with a new instrument called "magic", The man taking the identity of "Dusk Nightmoon" hopes to find the joy of learning even more interesting and complicated skills. However will he be able to remain as indifferent to the outside world as he was in his previous life? or will the people of this world and the dangers within, influence him to change as a person? Find out in this novel which is a mixture of fantasy, comedy and action! DISCLAIMER: This is my first novel, so I can't make any promises about it being good. I am also only doing this for fun. Still though feel free to point out any mistakes! (while being as respectful as possible or I'll get depressed) Cover art was also not created by me. I used an ai app to generate it. This is the app: https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.nonaapp.stable_diffusion_app

Edgy_Ego · Fantasy
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66 Chs

An ally amidst the agony.

Eruca thought she was all alone in this cold and dark place. But the boy who was from the beast race had reached out to her in hopes of helping. His eyes and ears resembled that of a cat.

"If you need someone to talk to, feel free to speak to me," the boy's words echoed in her head.

She wanted to reject his help. As an Elf, Eruca was taught to be prideful. She was taught to speak with dignity and confidence. If she were to accept this stranger's help without restraint then she would stain the reputation of elves as a prideful race.

"Will you really listen to me?"

But contrary to what she was taught, her desire to be heard was far too strong to refuse such kindness. She was but a child. All the misfortune she had faced was far too heavy for her small and slender shoulders.

The Boy of the Beast kind didn't say anything. He merely nodded after giving her a sympathetic look.