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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

The air was thick with smoke and the copper tang of blood.

Bodies lay strewn across the forest floor, goblins and knights alike. Fire licked the edges of the trees, casting the battlefield in flickering amber. Somewhere in the distance, a wolf howled, and then was silenced.

A man in polished silver mail, streaked with red, spear in hand and bloodlust in his eyes.

He strode through the chaos like it parted for him, toward the heart of the battlefield. Toward the one he had come for.

"Finally," Jason said, voice calm and venomous. "You show yourself, coward."

He stopped a few paces ahead of the burning log wall, eyes narrowing at the figure approaching him.

Chapter 107: Heart of the Forest