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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

The Creator

He sat criss-cross-applesauce on the palm of the cold, stone-like hand, continuing to wave to the velren until they grew distant. 

As the enigmatic hand raised vertically into the air, perfectly without imbalance, he looked down briefly as the jungle quickly became a distant sight–soon, below him was the abyssal fog that filled the sky. 

Looking up, he saw his destination–an otherworldly castle, surrounded by stagnant, similar hands that wrapped around its somber setting. 

It was unlike any normal structure he had laid his eyes on; formed of uneven, cube-like blocks that formed a somewhat cohesive building. 

"That's the finish line, huh…?" He muttered to himself. 

He slowly brought himself back to his feet as his unorthodox method of transportation neared a hexagonal, stone bridge that was cut off from any connecting land mass amidst the lonely air.