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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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B.A.M

Reaching its time of rest, the sun slowly began to lower itself into slumber as the skies set to a warm hue of orange. Paired with the repetitive sounds of the wooden wheels rolling over dirt and the occasional pebble, this atmosphere had nearly driven Sora into a state of slumber, invoking a bellowing yawn as the only thing keeping him awake was his task as the carriage driver. 

"How much further? I'm dying here…"

Letting out a whiney groan, Sirius looked up towards the white shell of the coach, gently rocking his head back against the wooden frame. 

"I believe we should be around the "The Colossal Vale of Habascus", right about now, in fact."

Lucas ran his finger along the proper route of the map, answering in a calm, somewhat hesitant voice as he seemed to confirm his own answer. 

"And how do you even know that? You've been counting each spin of the wheels or something?"