The Second Coming Of Tranquility

“The boogeyman of Outer Gods, protector of Earth, humanity’s last stand—Miratheris’s son has returned.”





I was drowning in sloth.



The color of life had drained from my eyes, leaving only shades of grey.



Doing anything felt like punishment. Looking for a job? A laughable idea.



I did everything I could to stay disconnected from reality.



Gambling. Drinking. Even suicidal stunts.



Anything to escape the numbness that clawed at my mind for even a second.

But everything comes at a cost.



I abandoned my family.



Broke the heart of the only woman who ever loved me.

And wasted every damn day like it didn’t matter.



I became the kind of man society throws out with the trash.



But life didn’t spare me. Not even when I hit rock bottom.



Deceived, shackled, and sold into another world—

I spent the rest of my days as a slave.



Forced to fight monsters ripped straight out of myth.



At the very end, all I could do… was wish.

Just one more chance. One shot to make things right.



…



Born a prodigy, Ashen Hart moved through life like a golden boy.

What others worked for, he mastered with ease.



At first, it felt like a blessing. The validation, pride, and accomplishment felt sweet.

But even honey spoils when you’re drowning in it.



The more success he tasted, the more hollow it all became.

And when a mysterious power awakened within him, letting him see moments into the future—

The world lost all color.

And then all meaning…

Nothing could surprise him.

Nothing could move him.

He spiraled.

Ashen threw it all away—ambition, love, purpose—

and embraced the slow death of apathy.



But fate wasn’t done with him.

Kidnapped by a shadowy organization and forced into a hidden war,

he learned the brutal truth:

he wasn’t special. He was fodder.



Cannon meat to delay the inevitable.



But somewhere, buried beneath sloth and cynicism,

the genius stirred.

The apathy rotted away.

And Ashen Hart, the failure, became Ashen Hart, the wretched.

The unkillable.



From a discarded pawn to the final hope of mankind.

And when it was over—when even the gods had fallen—

he was left alone.



At his dying breath, the Earth’s spirit, Miratheris, answered his plea.

She rewound time, giving him one last shot.

But not without a price.



She kept his memories intact… and delayed their return just enough so his younger self could bear the weight.



Ashen’s second life begins now—

and the monsters, both within and beyond, are about to learn what regret truly feels like.