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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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Chamber of Traps

Looming over the less-than-welcoming staircase, he couldn't see what it led to as shadows clung abundantly to the passageway below. 

I could probably just rest here...right? He thought. 

Looking around, it didn't seem to be a bad place to stop and rest, though it would hardly be comfortable. Sitting down with his back to the wall and his eyes on the entrance, he attempted to relax, but found himself restless at the existence of the stairway. 

It wasn't exactly that he had a boundless, unquenchable curiosity pertaining to that stairway; it was that sitting there in silence resulted in his mind wandering, latching onto anything else it could find. 

Minutes passed of him simply trying not to think, but it was an impossible task to ask of his fractured mind. All of the bravado he forced from himself during his journey alone fell to ruin once he was finally allowed to sit in silence, alone with his thoughts.