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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

Mission Set

"We, the Velren, are a prideful people, Ren," Rohan said while running his hand over the lock, "as such, we don't ask for favors with the reliance of one's own goodwill being the groundwork." 

As Rohan explained this, he used the sharp nail of his index finger to slit the palm of his right hand, pressing it against the steel surface of the lock. 

"What're you…?" He began to ask, but stopped. 

Filling the spiral grooves, the blood seeping from the elder's cut palm replaced the emptiness of the lock with a fresh crimson as a click resounded. 

...Just what the hell is he trying to offer me? I'd feel bad for taking something this coveted, but I don't think he'll take no for an answer, he thought. 

Without answering, the macaque elder stood up as he placed his hands on the edges of the chest's lid. Rohan strained himself to lift the heavy lid, but surprisingly managed to lift it before he could try to assist him.