The World Is A Harmony

To reach the other world, he had to die. Not permanently, just long enough to pass through. Each method only worked once. Each return left him transformed. He was Held, a warrior. But he was also Haruto, a student. Somewhere between suicide and survival, Haruto was learning that the difference between madness and prophecy was largely a matter of perspective. Death had taught him the rules. Death would teach him the truth.