Samohtlord

Thrown into a nightmare he never chose, Anthony wakes up in a world where pain breathes through every shadow.

Here, death comes without warning, power is hoarded by monsters in human form, and the weak are erased without ceremony. There are no heroes. No second chances. Only those who adapt — or die screaming.

Anthony is no savior. He carries wounds he won’t name. But in this world that devours, every scream becomes a weapon. Every failure, a mutation.

To survive, he must evolve. Not to be strong — but to stop breaking.

Because in this world, even the broken can become gods.

Anthesis of Sadness is a journey of blood, will, and transformation — where the deepest tragedy may not be death… but the person we become to survive.

Anthesis of Sadness

<p>But like one slowly rising from a drowning, helped by a silence too dense, too stuck to the eyelids to be truly left behind. It wasn't a return — not yet. More like a transition. A slow, blurry push from one world to another, with that grey blur between the two sticking to the skin like an old fever. My body wasn't following. Or if it was, it did so with that strange delay one feels after a fall, when the limbs seem to respond with a different rhythm, softer, more distant, as if they still doubted whether they truly had to start living again.</p>

The Hollow Beneath the Ribs