Forged by the Abyssal King

Forged by the Abyssal King

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Jaka spent his first life drifting without direction-lazy, unmotivated, and indifferent to the future. When he failed the university entrance exam, the fragile foundation of his life crumbled. Friends vanished, family turned their backs, and even the girl he thought he would build a future with spat on his name. Mocked, abandoned, and drowning in self-disgust, he lived the next twenty years like a hollow shell. No dreams, no drive, no hope. His days blended into nights, suffocating in regret until his pointless existence finally reached its quiet, pathetic end. ‎ ‎But death did not grant escape. He awakens in a world drenched in blood, in a body battered and scarred, surrounded by mountains of corpses whose faces twist in eternal terror. Before him stands a monstrous being-massive, horned, crimson-eyed, and radiating hatred powerful enough to crush a mortal mind. Yet Jaka's heart does not stir. No fear. No shock. Nothing but numb resignation. He has long forgotten what it means to feel alive. ‎ ‎This demon is Orba, the Abyssal King, ruler of the darkest plane and executioner of heroes. Instead of killing Jaka, Orba claims him as a tattered scrap of fate-someone not chosen by gods nor loved by destiny. And for that very reason, he becomes Orba's prisoner, slave, and unwanted protégé. As Jaka is forced into brutal training, forged in suffering, and stripped of weakness, a question begins to smolder in the emptiness of his broken spirit: if a man who already lost everything is given a second chance-not to be a hero, but to survive, to sharpen his blade, and to carve meaning from despair-just how terrifying can he become? ‎ ‎Thus begins the rebirth of a failure who seeks not glory, but a reason to breathe again. A man not chosen by fate... but shaped by the abyss itself.
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"You're right, you always have been. I never managed to escape this hell... and it all originated here. I also managed to figure out who you are" I would say to the boy who would then grin fanatically, his fangs clear in view and his crimsom eyes glowed, yet his face still obscure. "So you admit it then hmm? Without me, you're nothing. There's no you without me. You can save yourself, with my help of course, without having to wait for your savior like last time, but you also have to accept and give into those desires you neglect" he would say while keeping his excited grin. I would scoff, yanking on the chains that bound me to the wall "no, I won't accept you. I'm still very much human... I'm not like you, or Kaname or any other of those stuck up purebloods... doesn't mean I wont use what i am to an advantage" He would let out a slight laugh, kneeling down "my my... This again with you being human. You were born human yes, but now?" He would say, plunging his hand into my side. I would tense, yelling out in pain and gritting my teeth as he moved his hand around in my side before pulling it out, holding his small bloodied hand infront of my face. "This... is vampire blood. You are human in flesh alone and even that is questionable..." he would grasp onto my shoulders, looking directly into my eyes "you need to figure out what you are, only then will you be able to escape, then take back control. Only when you accept this will you be able to kill them all" he would say calmly.

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