Therionas

Ravien Duskbane, the youngest and most feared admiral in history, believed in only one thing: victory.
Praised for his brilliance, feared for his ruthlessness—everything was under his control.
Until one night, he woke up in a body that wasn’t his.

Now, he was trapped in the body of a forgotten character from a novel he could barely remember.


And worst of all? This body could not die.

Every wound healed. Every attempt at death ended in failure.
Even his one desire—death—was denied to him. But Ravien refused to submit.

If he was truly going to die, it wouldn’t be as someone weak or insignificant.

First, he would rise.
Then, he would conquer.
He would bring the world to its knees.

And in the end, he would reach the peak—just to find a death worthy of him.


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[General Content Warning – Please Read Before Proceeding]

Dear reader,

This novel explores many shades of darkness.
Throughout the story, you will encounter graphic violence, bodily distortion (body horror), psychological breakdown, unethical experimentation, and scenes that test the limits of human nature.

Though purely fictional, the writing may at times feel disturbingly real.

It may not be suitable for sensitive readers.

But if you're ready to step into the darkness—

Welcome.


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(EXTRA TAGS: Gore, Body Horror, GodComplex, Corruption Arc, Psychological Horror, Dark Fantasy)

NOVEL’S EXTRA: I Will Die at the Peak

In the depths of the forest, Ulfran knelt motionless in front of Juuhra, waiting in silence. Juuhra stepped closer, grabbed his arm, and whispered in a low voice:

"You don't need to follow me. It's enough if I take you."

Without any effort, he started dragging the wolf behind him. Ulfran's body left a trail across the wet earth as it was pulled along.

Within minutes, four sentinels arrived from the other side of the forest.

Massive, broad-shouldered wolves burst through the branches with savage grace, halting for a brief moment at the sight of Juuhra.

They instantly recognized the wolf being dragged by him as one of their own. Worse, other wolves lay motionless nearby. This wasn't a simple violation — it was a direct threat.

Their bodies tensed under instinctive alarm. None retreated, none advanced. Eyes met, then heads tilted back toward the sky.

Alpha