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>I had stopped. Not because of an obstacle. Not because the path was closed, or because my legs had given way under the accumulated weight of fatigue or doubt. It was more diffuse, deeper, more opaque than that. I had stopped because something in me, without shape or voice, had slowly slowed down. An imperceptible crumbling of movement, a gentle saturation, almost kind, like a hand placed gently on the shoulder — not to hold back, just to make it clear that now was no longer the time to move forward.</p>

What Still Speaks When I Stop