
by Ory Chronicle
The more he survives, the more he forgets why he fights. Ghorion was not born into this world. He arrived — broken, reincarnated, carrying the weight of a life already lived and already lost. And the one thing he has been searching for ever since is the only thing that keeps eluding him. Death. Wherever he appears, monsters fall and warriors step aside. Some call him a hero. Others whisper darker things. But Ghorion does not fight for glory, or gold, or survival. Every battle is simply another chance to die. There is only one thing people have noticed. He never lets the black diary out of his sight. Black. Worn. Written in a language no one in this world can read. Inside its pages lies the last fragile trace of something he fears losing forever — and every time he survives, a little more of it slips away. He does not want to be a hero. He wants to go back. But if Ghorion continues down this path… he may forget what he is fighting to return to.If you enjoy dark fantasy and mysterious journeys, consider following the story.Every follow helps the novel grow.
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