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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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Dark Impulse

Approaching the snowy-haired adolescent was a towering member of the orc crew with lengthy, black-lathered tusks. In the meaty paws of the savage creature were two, jagged-edged greatswords that looked like normal length swords in its large hands. 

"Come on, big guy," he muttered. 

I can't afford to use any spells this early on; even my usual level of reinforcement might be too much. Slow and easy...let's just see how strong these guys are before I decide anything, he thought. 

Watching the gray-skinned, muscular orc raise one of his unrefined swords, he flipped around the downward swing with ease. 

It's slow, he thought. 

Given a window of opportunity to execute upon, he slashed Belus against the unprotected space between his dense armor, slicing the side of the orc's knee--jumping back before it could retaliate with a roar-fueled slash.