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From The End Of Heaven

Twisted Ways of Heaven

Fate knows that timid people won't amuse her, so she serves them plain death as a conclusion. Being a philosophy student, the sixteen year old Kanito Aramishi had a humble yet principled personality. But his dreams were rather jejune : living a decent and respectful life. If there was something he hated the most, it was standing out. He hated to become the centre of attention. However one day, his biggest fear came true, a life-changing event uprooted him from his sweet life of normalcy. Returning home one night from his high school's farewell party, Kanito finds himself struck in an array of supernatural events. He is stabbed in the chest by a mysterious man and as he is about to die, he sees ferrocious, otherworldly creatures appear out of countless red portals. "Please God, give me refuge in Heaven." is what he ponders on the brink of his death, but then, a saviour descends down from the skies who whisks him away to a different world. In this new world, Kanito finds out that a mysterious race called the "demons" have waged a war against possibly every life form in existence. He learns that the destruction of his world was not merely an apocalyptic event but a planned invasion by this race. This single event landed the first blow to the strong foundations of his morality. The night he bid farewell to his school became the night he bid farewell to his own world. He accquired the status of a refugee, a stain that he will carry forever. What is this growing cruelty inside? Is violence, hatred and horror justified in a cruel world? What will Kanito choose – the newfound cruelty or the long-cherished empathy? Will he stick to his beliefs or will he give them all an egregious definition? Those will answered as the march of time continues revealing the refugee's and eventually the world's true purpose.
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The Beginning Of The End

To the quiet despairs, the forgotten corners, the shadows that whisper secrets in the dead of night. To the nameless anxieties that burrow deep within the human heart, gnawing at the edges of sanity. This book is dedicated to the muted background hum of existence, the slow, insidious erosion of hope, and the persistent vibration of unease that resonates in the spaces between the stars. To the forgotten gods, the careless creators, and the indifferent universe that watches our struggles with cold, cosmic detachment. This is for the crumbling alleyways, the faded murals, and the abandoned buildings that echo with the silent stories of forgotten lives, lives as fleeting and fragile as the whispers carried on the wind. To those who wander the desolate landscapes of their own minds, grappling with existential questions that yield no easy answers. To those who find solace in the bleak pronouncements of nihilism and absurdism, who embrace the brutal honesty of the darkness, and who find a strange kind of peace in the face of utter meaninglessness. This book is for you. For those who carry the weight of unspoken burdens, the invisible wounds of loneliness, the ghosts of past disappointments that linger like shadows in the periphery of vision. For those who seek a connection, a purpose, a reason to rise each morning despite the gnawing emptiness that threatens to consume them. This is also a dedication to the unsettling silence of empty streets, the flickering streetlights that cast long, distorted shadows, the dissonant sounds that emanate from the unseen corners of reality. It's for the creeping sensation of being watched, of an unseen presence lurking just beyond the reach of perception. For those who feel the subtle distortions in the fabric of reality, the subtle anomalies that hint at something far stranger, far more terrifying, than the mundane reality they inhabit. To the city itself, a cold, uncaring beast, yet also a testament to human ambition and resilience, a canvas on which our hopes and dreams are painted, only to be washed away by the relentless tide of time. To the ordinary lives lived amidst the extraordinary, to the single grains of sand lost in the vast, unforgiving machine of existence. This is for the cosmic horror that seeps into the cracks of our everyday world, and the subtle echoes of the Genesis Event that resonate in the quietest moments. And finally, to the uncaring vastness of the cosmos, to the indifferent gods who created a universe both beautiful and terrifying, this is for the ultimate struggle between order and chaos, between light and darkness, and the journey of a single, insignificant man caught in the middle of it all..
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