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Revenant Zero

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[Rejoice! Child of Eshe.] [Your Awakening Begins!] *** In a world fractured by supernatural cataclysms and corporate power struggles, Rhys Maya is just trying to survive. Once a street orphan, now a young man haunted by strange voices known as the ‘Whispers’, Rhys has lived his life on the fringes — until a mysterious message leads him from his quiet Independent Town to the teeming megatropolis of Haloway in search of his vanished Benefactor. But Haloway is a city on the edge of apocalypse. Plagued by ‘Marauder Syndrome’ — a terrifying madness that transforms humans into monstrous horrors — and the appearance of spatial anomalies called ‘Abyssal Zones’, the city thrives only because of its defenders: the Revenants, super-powered returnees of the Abyssal Zones. When a routine subway ride ends in a brutal attack by a mutated Marauder, Rhys throws himself between a teenage girl and death. He loses an arm and nearly his life… only to vanish into an impossible Abyssal Zone known as ‘Zero’ — a place that shouldn’t even exist. As the world assumes him dead, Rhys awakens in an otherworldly realm, pursued by twisted creatures and haunted by ancient, cosmic forces. Rhys must navigate a reality-bending landscape of memories, nightmares, and eldritch truths if he has any hope of returning. But the Whispers aren’t done with him. They’re calling him something new now: The One Who Returns. And when he does — if he does — he won’t be the same. *** + This is very much a progression story with isekai elements. Although, I tried doing something different with the concept + Expect a cool power system and top-notch action (if I say so myself) +Update 1x daily
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[Warning: Mature Content 18+, Harem, System, No NTR!] He was only ten years old when his world turned to ash. Hidden behind a door, shivering with helplessness and fear, the boy peered through the keyhole and watched his parents die. He never knew who killed them. He never even saw the faces of those who took everything from him. The terror was too much for a ten-year old boy. His mind shattered, erasing that night from his memory. And then everything was blank, darkness in front of his eyes as he lost consciousness. When his eyes opened again, a man stood before him, a stranger with a gentle smile and eyes filled with something strange… pity? Or something else? "What happened here boy?” “Happened where?” “You don’t remember, do you?" "Remember what…? Where is father? My Mother?” "I guess this is for the best.” “Good boy. Your father was my dearest friend… and now, you are my responsibility. From now on, you will be my son." "You have no one left, boy… but I can make sure no one ever takes anything from you again." The man said gently. And then that man forged him into something inhuman. A weapon honed to perfection, a shadow lurking in the underworld. The mere whisper of his name - Draugr, A ghost that never truly dies, sent grown men into cold sweats, their legs trembling beneath them. The boy soon outgrew his master and carved his own legend in blood. But all this while he never stopped searching—for the ones who killed his parents, for the truth, for revenge. And finally, after fifteen years of silence, he was close. The last clue he needed was just within his grasp. It was so close, yet just an inch out of his grasp. He was ambushed, a trap he never saw coming. Wounded, bleeding out, fighting for his life against an army of men and women eyeing to claim his life, he should have died. But fate had something else stored for him. Barely holding onto life, he stumbled into a girl—fragile-looking, yet completely unafraid of the monster before her. She didn’t run. She didn’t scream. Instead, she smiled. She saved him. Took him to a hospital. And as he lay unconscious, she made her plans. But when he woke up… He had lost everything, He remembered nothing. Not just the truth of his parents' murder. Not just the years of searching. Not just the enemies and allies he'd made along the way. Not even his own name. Twenty-five years of his life—wiped clean. Now, in a world that fears his very name, with ghosts of a past he can no longer remember hunting him in the shadows—he must decide: Is he still the Draugr they all fear? Or is he just a man searching for the pieces of himself? And who is the girl who stole his fate and bound it to hers? ******
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