CrimsonWhite

"If my purpose is to be a war weapon, I'll gladly be so. Why do you bother teaching me about humanity?" A lost child brought upon this world by the greed of humankind. "What am I exactly made out of? Humans arrogantly claim that they created an artificial human like me inside a lab, but... They aren't capable of creating me. Their technology can't create true life." Was it purely by human effort that a miracle like him was possible? "So the multiverse really does exist... I can satisfy my hunger for knowledge, and the mysteries behind my existence might finally be solved..." Is he really ready to bear the weight he is destined to bear? "These damn humans, they just want to use me for war! They don't care about me, they don't even see me as a human! For them, I am just a tool to be used and disposed of on their whims!" What happens when something which isn't supposed to exist, does? What will happen to the esoteric strings of fate when a being outside of its chains roams free? And what happens if this supposed being possesses talents and abilities considered impossible by the world itself? It's just Chaos. [INDEFINITE HIATUS] Author here. I feel like I can't give this story a proper direction now. It was going fine at the start, but the last few chapters have felt like being dragged to increase word count. I'll write a new story, 'Black String of Fate', for the WSA. It'll help me rekindle my passion for this story and rediscover the direction I want to take this story. Just want to say that you guys will not see any updates for a while, but the stuff that's written till now is good enough. I'll appreciate the support in my other novel too. Discord- https://discord.gg/pKBGPEVt