"Magic is believing in yourself, if you can do that, you can make anything happen." Ikaris, a genius student admired, exploited, and hated all his life for his brilliance, suddenly finds himself transmigrated into The Forsaken Lands, a fantasy world of myriad species born with the ability to use magic with imagination as their only limit. Alas, this gift carries a curse. The more you use it, the closer you are to death. After thousands of years of decline, the Free Races are fast approaching their demise, their survival threatened by this curse and an enemy that will not rest until it has devoured them all. Literally. Former allies and enemies, prey and predators are now cornered behind a huge wall, forced to collaborate to resist their invader. But can so much resentment and hatred be washed away so easily? Can predators and prey really overcome their instincts in the face of a common foe? Follow him on his journey from an ordinary human to a shining existence that will overturn the order established since the dawn of time. From an innocent soul to a merciless demon. From a human to something else. ----- Discord link: https://discord.gg/d8udP7Q
"The Duleans? Is that some kind of nationality? As I gather you're from the Land of Dul." Ellie whispered in a tiny voice.
"Huh? Well, I guess you could look at it that way, but the Land of Dul was not a unified territory." Ekker replied, crossing his arms. "It's like those wilderness regions teeming with tribes of orcs, kobolds and goblins. They stand together against external threats but otherwise spend most of their time fighting. It was kind of the same with us. We were like a conglomeration of tribes except that the neighboring nations hated us quite viscerally. They were territories strictly populated by humans, elves or dwarves and they see us as abominations. Alas, often rightly so. Not all Duleans are able to control their instincts."