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The Anomaly’s Ascension

Aaron Voss was once crippled and forgotten, a young man trapped in a broken body with no future. But when an accident transports him to the world of Eldoria, everything changes. Here, power is dictated by the gods, and fate is carved into stone. Yet Aaron is an anomaly—a being outside the divine system, unbound by limits, capable of evolving beyond mortal constraints.
Marked as a threat to the Kingdom, Aaron is hunted by the ruthless Knights of Eldoria. With the help of Selene Varros, a former knight turned fugitive, he begins to uncover the dark truth behind the world’s rigid hierarchy. But as Aaron’s strength grows, so does the fear of those who rule. The gods themselves whisper his name in warning.

When Aaron crosses paths with Orin Varyx, a master of the Forbidden Arts, he is faced with an impossible choice: embrace his limitless power and reshape the world—or risk being consumed by the very forces that seek to control him.

But fate has already made its move. And Aaron Voss is done being a pawn.

The hunted will become the hunter. The crippled will become a conqueror. And a forgotten soul will rise to challenge the gods themselves.

A Thousand Chapters of Power, Betrayal, and War Begin Here.

Fatebreaker: The Man Who Defied the Gods

The sky had not stopped burning. Aaron stood at the edge of the ruined temple, his golden eyes scanning the horizon. The remnants of the Seraph's divine energy still crackled in the air, distorting reality itself. But it wasn't over. Far beyond the sky, beyond the reach of mortals, something stirred.

Something vast. Something ancient.

Aaron felt it—a gaze so immense, so consuming, that it made even the strongest warriors feel like insects beneath an unseen titan. And that gaze was now fixed upon him. Selene shuddered, gripping the hilt of her blade. "They're watching." Orin Varyx, usually calm, looked up at the sky with a grim expression. "No… they're judging."

Aaron didn't speak. He had known this moment would come the second he sat upon the Throne of Sovereigns. But even so, the weight of the divine presence pressing down on him was unlike anything he had ever felt before.

"The gods do not tolerate defiance."

The voice did not come from the sky. It did not come from a single source.

A voice carried by the wind, the mountains, the trembling ruins beneath them. It was not spoken—it simply was.

And then The world changed. The Descent of Judgment A rift tore open in the sky, stretching from horizon to horizon. From within, a sea of golden light poured into the mortal world, washing over the landscape with divine radiance.

They were not mortal. They were not even Seraphs.

They were beings of pure law and will, their forms shifting like liquid metal, their eyes hollow voids of endless knowledge.

Aaron clenched his fists as the divine entities hovered above the ruins, their very presence warping reality itself.

Selene exhaled sharply. "Elders of the Pantheon…"

Orin's voice was low, unreadable. "This isn't just a warning. This is a declaration of war."

One of the Heralds finally spoke, its voice carrying the weight of millennia.

"Aaron Vale, the Sovereign of the Forgotten Throne. You have claimed a power that was never meant for mortals."

"By the will of the divine, we cast judgment upon you."

The air itself seemed to hold its breath.

A pillar of divine energy erupted from the heavens, striking Aaron's position like a lance of pure destruction. The temple exploded, rock and dust launching into the sky as the force of the attack sent shockwaves rippling through the land.

For a moment, there was nothing but fire and light. And then The dust cleared. And Aaron still stood.

His body glowed with golden energy, the power of the Forgotten Kings shielding him from the divine wrath. His hand had caught the attack, fingers clenched around the divine force as if it were nothing. Aaron crushed it.

The Heralds hesitated. The sky trembled.

Then Aaron raised his head, his golden eyes burning.

"Tell your gods…" His voice was calm, but beneath it, power rumbled like a coming storm.

"If they want their throne back… they can try and take it themselves."

The Gods Take Notice