Everyone has heard of the story. After the Knights betrayed the system, were executed for their crimes, and were forgotten to time, evil began to rise one more, even in the absence of the Divilamu.
So the highest sorcerers and elites opened a permanent bridge to another world, known as the great Summoning, and brought with it, champions from an unknown dimension, blessed with incredible powers.
They took the task of defending the land from the darkness, and creatures that tainted the light, and issued a new era of peace.
More powerful than any other race, they quickly became the ruling class. Now they rule behind any government, hunting and destroying threats. With a wide range of abilities, they saw no resistance. They were called Aldaraians.
Jack is a simple farmer, living in the comfy town of Rorin. Like 90% of the population, he is a normal human. He does not mind, as he had a loving wife and daughter. A daughter who dreams of joining the ranks of Aldaraians.
Then Jack comes home and finds his family dead.
He devolves into despair, and then, clear thought, and rage. People he trusted neglected their duty to protect.
Jack makes a twisted journey of revenge, making a few acquaintances along the way, he will take them down, by whatever means necessary. He knows deep down he will not survive, but he just wants to give them a scar, so they never forget him.
How would you feel? If you were nothing? If gods from another dimension roamed, and did whatever they pleased. The old gods are nowhere to be found? The only gods are the ones that you see everyday?
And most importantly, where is the line drawn, between Good and evil?
Join Jack on this dark take on the implications of isekai. Will he get his revenge, or will he die, and life will stay the same as he rots in his grave?
//He had my hands pinned tightly above my head as I squirmed beneath him. The blade twisting between his fingers. He held it up to my throat. I was afraid but refused to show it. "Hurt me." I said between gritted teeth. He just gave me a sorrowful glance before driving the dagger into my flesh.//
This is no story of love and happiness. This is a story of death and destruction. One of a man and woman who met one night and not only changed the lives of themselves, but the lives of a whole world of people.
One was fire and one was water. They were perfectly balanced. Until one night when the sun fell just below the tip of the tallest castle, the balance faltered, and all hell broke loose. Fire on fire. This is no memorable story that was told on for generations after. No.
This is a story of the forgotten.
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The prince and princess are forced to marry out of their fathers hatred for one another. Yet, there's a falter to the plan and murder gets involved. Will the two be able to put aside years of pent up hatred, or will love conquer all?
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