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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

Aaron's breath was steady, but his mind was not.

The chamber had fallen silent, the echoes of the ritual fading into nothingness. The golden-black energy that had once swirled around him now lay dormant, settled deep within his core.

Orien stood before him whole, solid, real.

The Forgotten One lingered nearby, no longer flickering like a half-remembered dream. Its form had stabilized, its presence undeniable.

Aaron clenched his fists. He felt… off. Like a part of him had been carved away, leaving behind an absence he couldn't quite define.

Selene's gaze lingered on him. She had felt it too. "Aaron?"

She didn't look convinced, but she didn't press.

Orien exhaled, flexing his fingers as if testing his own existence. "It shouldn't have been possible," he murmured. "But you did it."

Aaron nodded. "No one gets erased while I'm around."

Orien's crimson gaze softened. "…Thank you."

It was a rare moment of sincerity, but Aaron barely registered it. His mind was still trying to grasp the edges of what had changed.

"You gave up something to bring us back." Its voice was steady, but there was something… unreadable in its tone. "What did you lose?"

Selene tensed beside him. "Aaron?"

He shook his head. "I…" He searched his thoughts, his memories—his own self. Something was missing. He knew it, could feel it, but the details were like trying to grasp fog.

Selene stepped forward, her violet eyes dark with concern. "You gave up a memory, didn't you?"

Aaron swallowed hard. "…I think so."

The Forgotten One tilted its head. "Not just a memory. A piece of yourself."

Aaron's fingers twitched. "Then tell me " His voice was quieter than he intended. "What did I forget?"

Orien and the Forgotten One exchanged glances. Even Selene hesitated.

Aaron's breath hitched. That hesitation that single moment of uncertainty terrified him.

If they weren't answering, it meant one of two things.

He took a step back, running a hand over his face. "No. No, this isn't" He clenched his teeth. Think. He just needed to think.

What was missing? What had been carved from his mind?

The more he reached for it, the more the absence grew, widening into something vast, something unnatural.

Selene touched his shoulder. "Aaron."

He stiffened. Her grip was warm, grounding. "I don't know what's missing," he admitted, voice strained. "I don't even know if I should try to remember."

She exhaled. "Maybe it's better that way."

He shot her a sharp look. "Better?"

Selene hesitated. Then, softer, "Some things are lost for a reason."

Aaron wasn't sure if that was meant to comfort him.

But deep inside, something told him this wasn't over.

Because whatever he had sacrificed…

Fragments of the Self