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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 · Fantasia
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544 Chs

Bottomless Malice

Moving on the path he resolved himself to move along, Ren found himself surrounded by gloomy formations of bones presented in the shape of cedar, looming over him with their ivory limbs. 

"I'm guessing this is bone-oak then...Must be close."

A valley of white within the abyssal caverns; a harrowing sight to find, juxtaposing the scenery he had become accustomed to. The soil-like ground beneath his step was embedded with the shavings of the bone-oak, caking it in a layer of dry snow as this same substance floated in the air. There hadn't been any monsters to interrupt his path beside the giant--coming to the conclusion that this area was one definitely occupied by other people. 

The path in front of him remained illuminated by the presence of the minuscule but plentiful bugs of light that filled the air, moving onward as he approached what was unmistakable a quarry.