Meister_01

[WSA 2025 ENTRY]

I've revamped this book multiple times, trying to get it to be where I want.

Asher Blackwood has died 999,999 times, each life ending in tragedy, triumph, or torment. But his one-millionth life was different. That life was brutally cut short by forces beyond his control, forcing him into an unexpected reincarnation. Now, thrust into a new existence, Asher finds himself hunted by demons, challenged by the ruthless Lords of Hell, and trained by enigmatic demigods who see him as both a weapon and a pawn in a cosmic war.  

Asher’s journey is no longer just about breaking the cycle of rebirth—it’s about survival. Armed with the skills and knowledge of a million lifetimes, he must navigate a treacherous landscape where the lines between ally and enemy blur. The demigods who train him demand loyalty, but their motives are shrouded in secrecy. The demons who pursue him seek to claim his soul for their own dark purposes. And the Lords of Hell, ancient and merciless, view Asher as the key to tipping the balance of power in their favor.  

As Asher battles his way through hellscapes and mortal realms alike, he begins to uncover the truth about his curse: it was never just about him. His endless reincarnations are tied to a prophecy that could either save or doom all of existence. With each step closer to the truth, Asher must confront the darkest corners of his own soul and decide whether he will embrace his destiny or defy it.  

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A Million Beginnings, One Quiet Ending

When I awoke, I saw myself lying in a beautiful garden. My sight was blurry and I felt cold.

I turned my head to look around and then I saw him. The man who had saved me.

He was putting on a white cloak. His body resting against the bark of a tree, his eyes closed.

I jumped up from where I laid down. I looked around, the entire garden looked familiar as if I'd been here before.

"Oh! You're awake." A voice said from behind me. A voice I recognized.

I turned around and saw the blonde haired man putting on a red robe, his eyes glowing red. He had a face that could most possibly be defined as pristine.

"How's your body doing?" He asked me with a smile on his face. To my surprise, a table and a set of chairs appeared out of nowhere.

A kettle and teacups appeared on top of it as well.

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