The Book That Shouldn't Exist
The whisper in the dark, the veins beneath the leather, the pulse of something not quite human—yes, I saw the way your eyes lingered on the Book. You felt it too, didn’t you?
Let me offer you a word of advice.
This is not a tale of heroes.
Nor of redemption.
This is the story of a whisper—a lie so convincing it becomes truth, a truth so heavy it breaks the mind.
Our protagonist—if you dare call him that—is Azriel Morvane Votex, a man reborn into a world not his own, wearing the name of a future catastrophe. No prophecy sings of him. No light shines his path. He walks not toward glory, but toward ruin wrapped in silk and secrets.
He did not transmigrate with cheat systems or golden fingers.
No heavenly blessings.
No plot armor.
Only a Book that whispers… and a fate far crueler than any god could author.
But perhaps, that is his true power.
To lie. To twist. To whisper.
Not with swords or spells… but with words that echo into the soul, with truths that devour sanity, and half-truths that turn kings into monsters.
Azriel is not a savior.
He is the rumor you dismiss until it becomes reality.
He is the footnote in another’s story… who quietly rewrites the entire book.
And the book?
Ah yes… the Book that should not exist.
It is not his servant.
It is not his master.
The author of despair.
You thought this was just a scream in the night?
No, dear reader. This was the book of unraveling.
Welcome to the Whisperer’s Tale.
And remember—
Not everything whispered into your ear… is meant to be heard.
