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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I pace around the waiting room of the hospital as Jakira was sitting down shaking her leg nervously. The hospital was busy as nurses were running around like chickens with their heads cut off. People in stretchers were coming in and out as well, as Melanie and Alexis finally arrived. "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO MY SISTER DYLAND!" Melanie screams at me as she sprints toward me attacking me. "You fucking murderer!" She snaps as she grabs my hair pulling on it as Alexis tries to grab her off of me. "He didn't kill her!" Jakira tries to tell Melanie but she wasn't listening as her eyes were swollen from crying. I grab her arms pulling them to her sides and hugging her. "I'm sorry Melanie." I tell her as she calms down for a second before pushing me off of her. What happens when a man neglects his responsibilities? Or when he finds it hard to control his impulses? Or when he starts to loathe himself and others? All it takes is one bad day but no one ever pays attention to the weeks or months it took to get you there. Now. Observe as Dyland's life slowly self destructs right before your very eyes. By- @JamesWoodro on Wattpad Warning- Book contains violence, sexual content, assault, strong language, Gore, death, and the usage of drugs.

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