Myriad

One morning, the system arrives. No warning. No explanation. Just an interface bleeding into your vision and a portal that won't let you say no. Matt isn't a fighter. He's the kind of person who notices things — the way a room changes before something goes wrong, the way fear looks different on different faces. His assigned skill, Animal Bond, lets him reach into the mind of a creature and feel what it feels. In theory, useful. In practice, every attempt ends in an explosion of ash. His first portal drops him into Valmont — a village frozen at the moment of its own death. Ash statues where people used to stand. Four dead fires that need to be relit. And somewhere in the dark, the thing that killed everyone: the Ash Hound. He's not alone. Kael hits first and thinks never. Ariane calculates everything and shows nothing. Together they're functional — barely. The system doesn't care. It just opens the next portal. Myriad is a LitRPG where the numbers matter less than the people carrying them. No chosen ones. No destiny. Just three hunters thrown into something they don't fully understand, trying to come back alive long enough to understand it.