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Garden of the Abyss

Transported into another world, professional shut-in, Ren Nakamura, expects a path of ludicrous powers, fame, and glory; the classic tale of an otherworld hero saving a doomed world from the conquest of a tyrannical, almighty demon king. --What he receives instead, is a harsh reality check. Betrayed, beaten, and humiliated, he quickly learns the true nature of this world: it doesn’t cater to him in the slightest. Inept, gullible, and unsociable, he must cultivate himself into a proper person, if he hopes to survive in the ravenous world of Gaia. In a twisted, yet fantastical world of magic, knights, and dragons that persecutes otherworlders, Ren must overcome his “level zero” start and cultivate himself into someone capable of fighting off the obstacles of Gaia. The otherworlder-hunting Argonauts, the world-loathing cultists, and even the very aspects of sin themselves; these are just the tip of the iceberg on the troubles that await him on his journey. But it’s a harsh, cruel world filled with misery and darkness; he can’t do it alone. Friends are made, friends are lost--that is the nature of the path he must walk. This is not the story of a blessed, perfect hero, but of a flawed, young man who has to shed his weaknesses. Together, witness his journey into becoming not just a proper hero, but a proper human. — DISCORD: https://discord.gg/ph6qfFknqe -- If you want to support the author: https://ko-fi.com/delzgb https://paypal.me/delzgb --- Cover done by Izu

DelzGB · Fantasy
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544 Chs

Stealth Is The Game

Focusing his shadowy reinforcement on the soles of his boots and his knees, he stuck the landing without so much as a thud recurring through the dense jungle. 

"Phew...easy, easy," he whispered to himself. 

Now, he was completely alone. 

Looking back briefly, the looming, colossal wall gave him no respite as there was no chance of any help coming to him in the case of him needing it. 

It's go-time, he told himself. 

As he lifted his boot to take a step, he found a bit of resistance keeping him from doing so, prompting him to look down. 

"Huh?" 

He didn't realize it during his fall, but the landing spot he stuck wasn't one made up of simple, verdant grass: it was a clingy, amber-tinted substance. 

Attempting to lift his boots, the slimy material seemed to pull him in with more force the more he tried to escape its grasp. 

"What the hell? Come on…!" He muttered through his gritted teeth.