Torn from the fabric of existence by the unforgiving hand of death, his soul was left to drift in an endless expanse of darkness, suspended in a state of eternal limbo. But fate had other plans. Without warning, he was catapulted into a strange and foreboding realm, where the very essence of reality seemed to unravel. Then thrust into a world of mystique and terror, he must navigate the treacherous landscape of enigmatic beings, cryptic rituals, and ancient secrets. Every step forward is a perilous dance with the unknown, as he struggles to survive in a world where the laws of mundanity and weaknesses no longer apply, and the impossible becomes the only constant. Will he find a way to unravel the mysteries of this mystical world, or will he succumb to the darkness that surrounds him?? With the memories of his past life sealed for some time. He was compelled to grow his skills (Art of weapons) slowly with the help of his father who trains him whenever he is available. Growing slowly and getting versed with the nature of his new world, he got choosen by an ancient dual blades and as if he hadn't gotten enough, the choose him and awarded him with an invaluable system that not only unlocked his past memories but also his paragon potentials. The novel also consist of different species and creatures such as vampires, Gohus( creatures born out of the fusion of a human and a gorilla, werewolves, light elves, dark elves, hybrids, human, nether creatures, demons and magical beasts, e.t.c. The milky way Galaxy was under the siege of nether creatures, controlled by Demons who seek to dominate the Galaxy. The world forces led by Arkansas ( the first ever rare-brid)joined hand to take out the d...........

BORN OF DOOM

In a quiet area near the cafeteria, a lone figure sat comfortably, his legs propped up on a second chair. His head rested gently against the wall, eyes shut, and his breathing was so slow and calm that it seemed as though he wasn’t breathing at all. The stillness around him exuded a sense of peace, as if he had retreated from the noise and movement of the world around him. 


 Not far off, another figure—a woman—was approaching, her steps tentative and unsure. Uncertainty was clear in her expression, her brows slightly furrowed as she glanced toward the relaxed man. She hesitated, as if questioning whether this was truly the person she had been searching for. From where she stood, his face wasn’t entirely visible, and his unbothered posture did little to confirm her suspicions. 


Chapter 36: MEETING THE 12 ECHELONS