The Grim Loop Of Destiny

[WSA Entry 2025]



[Note:No Ntr or Yuri I hate those and mc is evil and Cruel]



[Disclaimer:] This is not a story for the faint-hearted. It delves into the darkest depths of humanity, where morality is shattered, and power reigns supreme. Most readers won’t have the courage to face this unrelenting descent into shadows.



If you seek light, hope, and happiness, turn away now.



But maybe just maybe you’re different. Strong enough to confront the abyss and see what lies beyond.



If so, prove it.



[Synopsis:]



In a world on the brink of ruin, seven empires vie for dominance, each more ruthless than the last. At the heart of this blood-soaked tapestry lies Narzan a nation feared and despised, where cruelty is law and ambition a death sentence. Beyond its borders lie forbidden realms: the infernal Demon Realm, where nightmares take form; the accursed Lost Soul Realm, where the damned wander endlessly; and the enigmatic Elven Kingdom, shrouded in secrets and ancient power. These lands whisper of horrors and treasures that could reshape existence itself.



Above it all looms the Arcana Veli an ancient force that binds life, death, and destiny. Its threads twist and tangle with shadows of betrayal, vengeance, and destruction. In this world where the strong devour the weak, hope is a fleeting illusion, and mercy is a tale for the foolish.



Veythor is a man cursed by fate, his existence a relentless cycle of suffering. Across three lives, he has endured nothing but torment and betrayal. On Earth, he was broken by those he trusted betrayed by family, ruined by love, and left to die in despair. In his second life, his fate was even crueler, his body and soul crushed by monsters in human form. But Thalvoria his third life is the most merciless of all.



A vast and unforgiving world, Thalvoria is ruled by beings of unimaginable power. Here, mages sunder mountains with a thought, empires rise and fall in rivers of blood, and forgotten gods slumber beneath the earth. Mythical beasts stalk cursed forests, and the very land hungers for suffering. In Thalvoria, even the heavens cast shadows and every choice is a gamble with damnation.



Yet Veythor refuses to break.



Haunted by memories of his past lives, he sharpens his pain into a weapon. Every betrayal fuels his resolve, every scar strengthens his will. As the balance of power shifts and the Weave of Magic tightens its grip on the world, Veythor sets his sights on a singular goal: to seize control of his cursed destiny, no matter the cost.



But in a land where salvation and damnation are two sides of the same coin, what will remain of the man who refuses to die?



When the world itself thirsts for blood, Veythor will rise or drag all of Thalvoria into the abyss with him.