PLANET EATER

I am Mordred Valoran. They call me Nasrek now—like it’s a crown. Like it’s a prayer. I led the Outerborn and the Aethra into war against the holy gods of Primara. I broke their choirs. I silenced their thrones. I ended the rule of the Primordials. I was not chosen. I was cornered. Harvanna is a world of ice and drowned metal. We mine virellium beneath black water while the Primordials stand clean and perfect on their holy planet. They speak in Resonance—one-word commands that the body obeys before the mind can resist. KNEEL. SILENCE. DIE. We were branded at birth. Given null suits and told it was mercy. Told the sickness in our minds was sacrifice. Before I knew it, I had learned a forbidden truth. For that, they tried to erase me. They failed. Instead, I fell into the asteroid belts where the Aethra dwell—void-born beings who cultivate power in ways the Primordials fear. They believe in a prophecy. A human who will take Primara. A human who will end the gods. I don’t believe in prophecy. But I believe in vengeance. And if becoming a weapon is what it takes to break a divine empire— Then I will sharpen myself. Before this story ends, I will make gods bleed. Hierarchy & Races                                      1. Primordials 2. Luma 3. Aethra (outside law) 4. Vael 5. Filo 6. Korth 7. Outerborn Hommnullis Planetary System Primara Harvanna Pelagos Stratos Grave - 9 Axiom What to Expect: A powerless MC navigating a system designed to break him before he ever has a chance to rise. Slow-burn progression — abilities come later, but they matter when they arrive.(no LitRPG mechanics) Tactical, grounded combat where mistakes are fatal. Psychological pressure, survival over heroics and the cost of gaining power. No harem. Updates: Mon/Wed/Fri/Sun