ImmortalClown

“I shall see the end of this day!”

In a world on the edge of collapse, who could defy despair? In the ruins of dreams and shadows of death, who was writing fate’s cruel script?

I stepped into the world of my favorite novel, where reality and fiction blurred into a twisted nightmare.

Collapsed cities, monstrous nightmares, and a sky shrouded in blood. Deception, betrayal, secrets, and survival… The pages turned endlessly, yet the answers to the world’s mysteries remained out of reach.

This is the story of an average individual, whose life has been filled with nothing but misfortune and mysteries. 

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Beyond the Eternity

We proceeded with the task on the First Floor. Before we could begin our investigation, securing a warm environment was our top priority, to protect ourselves from the glacial cold.

But simply finding a house didn't guarantee warmth.

The house provided by the village chief seemed... I suppose, gloomy.

The wooden walls were sturdy, but a biting chill seeped through the cracks. The air inside felt stagnant. A single fireplace sat in the corner, and its stone frame was covered in dust.

With a single glance, it was clear that this house had been abandoned for a long time.

Even if we got a fire going, there was no telling how well it would keep the cold at bay.

Certainly, it wasn't an ideal resting place for a noble.

If I were some third-rate noble from a cliché fantasy story, I'd probably be throwing a fit right now, demanding compensation and punishing the village chief for offering such poor lodging.

First Floor, Glacirith [2]