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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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A Proper Exchange

For a moment, the withered, somberness had vanished from Hedljrim as he beamed with joy at her words--getting up from his seat and indulging himself to a small dance, tapping his bare feet against the flooring. As much as she tried to retain an air of professionalism around the primorelf, she couldn't stop herself from giggling at the sight of the elderly man moving his body in frivolity.

Heldjrim clapped his hairy, stubby hands together, letting out a soft, "Woo!", as he celebrated earning the protection of Iris.

"Is that normal?'

Covering her mouth in an attempt to stifle her laughter, Iris asked in between giggles leaving her lips as the dancing came to a stop as the primorelf had reached his limit.

"I guess you could say we're a bit more of free-spirits than our uptight brethren, although my old bones don't allow me to partake in such dances for very long these days!"