HideousGrain

"Finally,“ he thought,  stepping through the spatial membrane, into the vast and dangerous `Primordial Dimension` where life and death are infinitely close to each other.

Dying unexpectedly, Shane found himself in the body of a newborn baby, within a strange, foreign world.

The foreign world, inhabited all kinds of terrifying beasts which escaped from the Primordial Dimensions in order to create havoc on it.

Even though humanity was on the brink of extinction, the Primordial Dimensions provided an unimaginable opportunity to reach higher realms, while imminently threatening them with the possibility to be conquered by foreign races.

But who would have thought that the destructive and cruel Primordial Dimension where monstrous existences emerged from, would one day become humanity´s ray of hope?

Becoming stronger and wielding elements by absorbing mana was not a dream anymore, only to notice, that everything was not as simple, as they initially thought...


Follow Shane Suro on his journey through the vast Primordial Dimensions where he learns about freedom, friendship, cruelty, loyalty, and betrayal.


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Mc's name is the same as one character in my other novel, but they're not the same! It has a deeper meaning but other than that these two characters have nothing really in common!
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[This novel has the "Fantasy" tag for a reason and does not necessarily follow a common logic]
[Information/World-build/Character-growth and interaction with new characters are important to build a proper novel and take their time. Every chapter is important, even if it's difficult to spot it sometimes!]
--Mc's earth is fictional and not necessarily our earth!--
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Primordial Dimensions

Noticing that his archery skill was still acceptable, Shane nodded his head. While he collected the remaining carcasses, he noticed something important.

'If I miss a target, my arrows will be lost forever, huh?' and a slightly complicated expression appeared on his face, after figuring out that he would have to hit every target if possible.

Shane kept searching for the arrow that pierced through the sparky-horned goat's back, but he couldn't find it.

He wasn't thinking about the danger encroaching on him when he missed his target but rather the loss of a single arrow that was worth nothing compared to his life.

This was what a stingy person was made of and Shane was slightly embarrassed after noticing it himself.

`At least my aim is still good` He thought with some pride, as he turned around to search for his new prey.

Shane was feeling slightly exhausted but that was solely because he had used his [Berserk] skill.

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