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Re:Zero: The Path of Pride

Ethan Caldwell was a recent high school graduate with no real direction, just a steady loop of video games, sleep, and the occasional guilty study session as he waited for Summer to end, and the College grind to begin. It was supposed to be another lazy, uneventful day. Until the world ended beneath his seat and he found himself falling ass first into a dirty alleyway. Now in a foreign land, Ethan finds himself caught between fate and something far stranger. A mysterious black box marks him, whispers of Authority stir in the shadows, and his very existence catches the eye of knights, cultists, and monsters alike. He had complained of a boring existence, but was this what he wanted? Will Ethan rise above the madness that consumes this world, or will he drown beneath the weight of a pride not entirely his own? ~~~~Author Note!~~~~~ This is my first time writing anything that wasn't meant as a school assignment. I understand that I've made mistakes, and the entire purpose of this fanfic is to help me improve as a writer and for me to have fun. Major inspiration, and slight copy of abilities from: The King of Pride. Just a power. Not the story. OC, minor AU (this is for my fuck-ups and fun), and massively First Person Perspective. I've seen some people say they hate that, so just a heads-up. There's going to be slight romance in this, just cause I'm having fun. I'll try not to overdo it since I lack experience in writing in general, but meh. Also... (#NO-HAREM CLUB) p.s. I stole the image of the cover from Witch Cult Translations. If they want that taken down, I'm more than happy to. Just thought the image looked cool. Source: https://witchculttranslation.com/2019/02/21/arc-5-chapter-56-signing-of-a-divorce/
Midnight_Roamer · 307.6k Views

Himarun

It was the monsoon season. From around 2 PM, the sky began to weep, its sorrow pouring onto the earth as rain. At one point, that weeping turned into a scream. An outburst of long-held rage. Thunder struck in various corners of the eastern sky, and with each strike came a burst of color. Sometimes blue, sometimes white, sometimes red, and at times, violet. As a child, I used to be terribly afraid of thunderstorms. But growing up, I’ve come to enjoy them deeply. That day was no exception. While watching nature’s wrath with my pet cat Mithi, a strange question struck my mind: ‘Could these lightning bolts be opening some sort of supernatural door somewhere?’ ‘A mystical door…!’ A portal to a different, perhaps even a third world? A world where survival requires constant struggles. Where one must face death over and over again. Where internal conflict arises for both logical and illogical reasons. In that relentless struggle, timid boys and girls gradually become brave. They search for a way back. Back to their ordinary world. Their ordinary lives. But to find that path home, they must first solve a series of bizarre riddles. And in search of those answers, they must journey through perilous mountains, dense forests, vast deserts, and icy wastelands. Will they succeed in the end? Or will they lose their precious lives along the way?   [ Author’s Note: Pardon my mistakes. English is my second language and I’m not so tight in it. Enjoy!]
M_M_Mukti · 446 Views