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Lumberling, a 42-year-old civil engineer, grew numb to the monotonous rhythm of modern life. Hoping to rekindle his sense of wonder, he set out on a solitary nature trip, only to stumble upon an ancient, forgotten pyramid. A strange red light burst forth, killing him instantly… and binding itself to his soul.

Cast adrift in the void, his soul found no rest, until he awoke in the body of a young foot soldier, bleeding and broken on a war-torn battlefield in a world not his own.

Determined not to die again, Lumberling fights to survive in this brutal new realm where knights clash with monsters, kingdoms rise and fall, and mysterious powers shape the fate of nations.

Armed with a strange ability to devour the essence of those he slays, he begins to carve out a new path, one forged by blood, strength, and sheer will.

But power alone may not be enough. In a world where danger lurks in every shadow, and ancient forces stir in the dark, can a lost soul rise above fate… or will he be consumed by the very essence he seeks to control?

The Devouring Knight

They drove him back with perfect rhythm, one shadow, one spear. Skitz vanished and reappeared, bleeding him with every flick. Lumberling closed in with crushing thrusts, each one breaking through defense after defense.

"I am destined to trample the weak!" he roared. "To carve a path with blood and fire! You… you are just another stone in my ascent!"

Skitz scoffed. "Is he seriously monologuing right now? I don't even know what he's saying, and I still want to hit him."

Lumberling stepped forward, calm and deadly. "No. He's just louder than most."

A flurry of palm strikes blurred through the air, aimed at Lumberling's throat, heart, and solar plexus with surgical precision. The movement was fast, flowing, strange, more dance than duel.

Chapter 96: The Prince Who Dreamed of Heaven