Julius Brine was scheduled for a meeting. He groveled in front of an eldritch horror instead.
Mind traumatized, body implanted with squirming abominations.
He finds himself waking up inside a temple worshipping a faceless altar. His touch melts the wristwatch worth a month of his salary, and a black screen telling him to [Survive] doesn't help with his piling questions whatsoever.
★ An ocean of never-ending gray stalks.★ Building-sized worms. ★ Even bigger-sized birds.★ Alloy shapeshifting powers.★ And a rotting forest out to make his stay as unpleasant as possible
What kind of hidden childhood trauma did he have to come up with a dream like this?
What to expect:
Weak to reasonably strong MC.Lots of appropriately placed swear words.Pure propaganda against the Gray Trees.No diamonds yet, just a lot of stones.
Hehe, lots of good stuff.
Release Schedule: Daily Chapters for the month of August, then moving to 5 chapters a week!
