
by Lithuthebloom
Amphorn has many problems. The first is that he has died more times than he can remember. The second is that every life somehow ends with him being sacrificed for someone else’s destiny. The third is Adam. That one is personal. In every world, a god’s incarnation appears. Disaster follows. Fate sharpens its knife. And Amphorn, through deeply unreasonable circumstances, ends up dying again. Hero. Pawn. Tool. Offering. At this point, death is almost familiar. Dying for Adam, however? No. That is not fine. This time, Amphorn wakes in a cultivation world as a wounded child hunted for the rare spiritual bone inside his body. He is weak, exhausted, and completely uninterested in becoming a noble hero, a righteous genius, or anyone’s inspirational success story. He wants peace. A warm bed. Good food. Long sleep. A quiet life where fate finally loses interest in him. Instead, he gets Master Wei. Chaotic, shameless, powerful, and unfortunately persistent, Wei drags Amphorn into the Dragon Sect, where cultivators chase power, elders collect secrets, and far too many people keep trying to make Amphorn useful. Worse, the Abyss Prison still binds his soul. Adam is still somewhere out there. And the madness Amphorn has spent countless lives holding back is starting to smile. Amphorn is not sane. He is not exactly good. But he is not evil either. He is just a tired madman obsessed with freedom, revenge, and the impossible dream of being left alone. If fate refuses to give him peace, then Amphorn will have to do something troublesome. He will break it first. Update = Monday, Wednesday and Friday
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