I was a misfortune misfit. I wanted to fit in so badly,I cursed the world to turn the popular to nothing. We are the sickness. But I wasn’t always this way. Things just happened. I happened. But I do regret it. But I can never forget it. But this is my experience. My experience. My new life. And boy do I have a story for you! (Volume 2 will be featured in the new contest.)
It's the year 447, of the Second Era. The Era of the Gods. Saph Amaranth's eyes hurt, and a strange book is now sitting in his bookshelf. On his left are dangerous cults and on his right are raving gods. Death is always around the corner, but for Saph Amaranth, perhaps death is only the beginning. This is a teaser for a novel I'm working on. The novel will only be continued once my current novel is finished.