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Children are vanishing. Aziz was one of them.

Dragged into the depths of the earth, Aziz is thrown into a pit to die—but death does not keep him. Each time he dies, he rises stronger, his senses sharpened, his resolve hardened.

Leaving the pit only leads him deeper: to an underground forest, a brutal Exam, and finally, an academy ruled by the Order, a organization hidden from the world. They claim to seek peace, but their true purpose is shrouded in secrets Aziz is desperate to uncover and tear apart.

Trapped between vengeance and the unknown, Aziz must survive trials, betrayals, and the truth lurking beneath it all...

Revenge drives him. But will it blind him to the real enemy?

All will fear the Divine Snake Cult. All will whisper the name Ghost.

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Undying: Pit of Snakes

"Who's there?" Aziz snapped, springing to his feet. His body instinctively shifted into a defensive stance, ready to slip into Wraith Walk.

But as he tried to summon the shadows, the burning sensation of the Order Mark seared into his neck, disrupting the flow of his internal energy. He winced, his back pressing against the cold stone wall, eyes darting around the chamber.

"That's what I think it is, right? The manual of the Vile Three?" The voice came softly, almost teasing, from just over his shoulder.

Aziz spun around, his muscles tense. Nothing. No figure, no presence—just an empty room and the faint hum of the chamber walls.

The room is talking to me, he thought, unease prickling down his spine.

"Don't be afraid," the voice cooed, warm and oddly soothing. "I would never hurt the Heir."

Aziz's brow furrowed. "Where are you?"

The realization struck him like a stone.

Another Khan