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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

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544 Chs

Scales of The Hollow Tyrant

"...Ren Nakamura," Sirius said suddenly with a dead-serious look in his eyes, "Does that name ring any bells to you?" 

"Mm?" Vainglory turned an eye to him, having been looking at his pocket watch. 

"He doesn't like to talk about it much, but I know you guys have been targeting him. Ever since he returned from Purgatory, I can tell that kid is hurting on the inside–or, he's holding a lot of pain that's burned itself into him," He continued, "what the hell do you want with him?" 

Vainglory closed the lid of his silver pocket watch, shoving it back into his coat as he looked at the man. 

"...That's a question I can't answer, Sirius Federov," Vainglory told him with a calm smile. 

It was that smile that sent him over the edge, knowing the pain that Belmon inflicted onto the ones he considered family. 

As soon as he looked out of the window, seeing how distant the city had become–it was time.