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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 · 奇幻
分數不夠
544 Chs

EPILOGUE: Declaration of War

Twiddling with a pocket watch in his quarters, the red-haired nobleman raised his head at the knock on his chamber door.

"Come in."

Ferstaus gave his consent as the door was opened, revealing a young woman with a navy-blue bob cut as she walked in, bowing forward before closing the door behind her.

"Lord Ferstaus."

By her clothing, she wasn't a noblewoman or a traditional maiden as her body was protected by a layer of translucent chainmail that ran her light, leather attire suited for flexibility. 

"Sit, Hayaka."

Gesturing with his hand, the makeup-wearing nobleman guided the soft-spoken woman to the chair in front of his work desk. 

As she sat down silently, the lord set the thin tools he used to fiddle with the pocket watch down, facing the woman.

"Did you find anything?"

Nodding her head slowly, Hayaka answered, "…It's likely they're making a move on Jinyue."