YoanRoturier

Aito Walker was a self-proclaimed martial artist, a criminal, a broken man, and a fishing slave who later became a woodcutter before dying due to his heavy consumption of alcohol. 

With thousands of other humans, he is forcefully revived into a boundless grey space by the gods of a foreign world, Iris, to take part in a never-ending war waged against Fearmongers. A race capable of corrupting living beings and inducing fear, even the bravest of warriors cannot resist—when the Fearmongers do not kill them, that is.

To bait humans into this conflict, the gods offer the mortals powers in exchange of eternal servitude and the completion of trials before finally entering Iris.

Even though Aito doesn't agree with it, he sees in Iris a chance to atone for his past misdeeds, in this fantasy world of swords and magic filled with many races, where everything seems possible.

He will pave his own path despite the gods he despises trying to manipulate him into doing their bidding.

Aito will start with almost nothing but his wit, a peculiar system, and increased strength—much like other revived humans. 

Bearing a sin—he could not, cannot, and will not forget—haunting him to this day, Aito will strive to regain what little honor he has left. 

He will suffer and, at times, fail. Taking advantage of his weaknesses, the Fearmongers, demigods, gods, and many others will hinder his path. 

But a powerful yearning will keep him from falling apart. An ever-burning flame melting away the despair and welding back the broken pieces of courage. 

A single desire. 

"I will find redemption no matter the cost."

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Or not, hun, who knows? The book isn't done yet. Haha—

SLAP! 

"Who put this guy in the synopsis narration!? Get him out of here and launch the warnings! Now!" 
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WARNINGS: 
-Discord server:  https://discord.gg/VEMy8m2MjX

-The MC is human. If you're looking for a perfect MC, you'll only be wasting your time here. However, if you're looking for an MC who will LEARN, GROW because of his flaws. An MC who will try his hardest to overcome adversity, then you're in the right place. 

- No harems. However, it doesn't mean the characters can't fool around without having love interests. A relationship isn't necessary for people to satisfy their physical desires. 

- Discord server shared with other authors: https://discord.gg/ZtxAQeHYAj

- Update schedule: 6 chap/week. No chap on Sundays.

- You will find a few typos, grammatical and wording issues, that’s certain. I'll do my best to bring you guys quality content and such issues will either be nonexistent or extremely few. However, one man can only do so much. If I get enough support, I’ll hire an EDITOR that will look at the chaps with a fresh eye. And POOF! Issues no more. Improved quality. Happier author and reader. Not sure if the editor will be happy tho. 

- The first three chapters are fast-paced as to quickly get into the nitty-gritty but slow down afterward to give the story the time it needs to progress accordingly.

- The book can, never mind, it will contain “strong” language, gore and violence. 

- Comedy, as you know it (and if you don’t, now you know) is subjective. So you might not like the jokes.

- I do not own the cover. If the original owner sees it and is displeased with his work being displayed here, send me a mail: writer.yoanroturier@gmail.com 

- By the way, if any of you are willing the provide me with an original cover picture, I’ll be really, extremely, immensely thankful. (The possibility of that happening is downright impossible tho.)

- If you truly read that until the end you have my virtual congratulations ‘cause I sure as hell wouldn’t have done that.

Return of the Woodcutter

I'm writing a new novel for the Spirity 2022

On Hiatus

Aito watched the carnage from behind the cover of his shield with astonishment. He never thought that the grenades would spread small diameter particles of ainium the size of specks of dust.

If he had to take a guess, these were small chips made from shaving off ainium with some kind of medieval grinding wheel. Probably….

No matter how it had been made, it did a marvelous job "shaving off" the sect's defenses that seemed to have replenished a little. At least that's what he thought, seeing their current numbers.

Aito went back inside his room and left the portal open to see if they would dare to come in. He prayed they'd be foolish enough to do so. He prayed, but no, there was no answer to his prayers as no one passed the portal.

"As predicted, we are surrounded. Fireballs and Arrows. Warriors are on standby. We'll proceed according to plan."

Behind him, Ogoro, wearing a full set of medieval armor, nodded.

Remember me?