DelzGB

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.

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Garden of the Abyss

--It's been two months since I managed to convince Sora and Tristan to train me, although it feels like it's been a year. My lazy, undetermined old self was quite literally beaten away by their ruthless regime. I'm practically out here from dawn till dusk, making up for all of the outside activity I shut myself out from.

He scorned the gnawing heat that further tortured his exhausted body. All of his wishes yearned for a cool gust of wind to graze his sweat-coated skin. There wasn't much time to waste wishing for graces by the world as something was headed straight for him.

He winced at the sudden force brought down atop his head. In his lapse of focus, Sora had brought down a wooden sword directly against his skull--it wasn't the first time, mind you. What especially made this whack painful was the fact Sora managed to hit the same spot over and over again, resulting in him smacking the newly formed welt on his scalp.

Fruits of Training