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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

Warm Feelings

I don't get it...I don't understand this at all, he thought. 

He placed his hand over his face as his head began to throb; it wasn't pain, but it was as if his memories were resonating with something lost. 

A pain struck his heart as if remembrance reverberated through his body; a sadness erupted within him as he looked at the somberly smiling man. 

Why do I feel this overwhelming sense of nostalgia when I look at him…? It's as if I'm reuniting with a long, lost childhood friend, he thought. 

"...I don't know you--I don't recognize you at all, so why…? Why am I crying?" Ren asked as tears strolled down his cheeks. 

It was only for a split second as he blinked; a flicker of a memory that shouldn't exist--he saw the nameless man, kneeling down the same way on a pathway of stone as autumn leaves sprinkled down gently. In that momentary resurfacing of a foreign, yet familiar scenery--it wasn't just the two of them.