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Naruto Hangs Out In Tartarus

Hollowed Out

['Good people die young.' That was an irrefutable fact. In her life, all she did was give everything she has to the people around her. Living in a world where man-eating creatures exist, she was more blessed than anyone, or is she? She shares all the things she possesses with the people she deemed as 'comrades.' She became selfless and ignores her desires because maybe, even if they live in a scary world, they could have joy in it even just a little bit. But she was soon proved wrong. Her 'comrades' left her to be eaten to save themselves. She thought that it was fine. But the 'monsters' she expects to eat her were more of 'devils' in the humans' clothing. She was tortured, experimented and she toyed mentally, physically, and spiritually. Her being was put in place worse than death. And finally, she came to rest.] "You wrote...this story?" she asks. The other person laughs crazily: "It's so sad, right? Haha!" Her face darkens. She looks into the sky and calms herself. The other person became puzzled: "Do you remember your—" Bam! She smashed her friend's face to the table and fanned herself. In her first life, she lived only to be tortured and became someone else's stepping stone. In her second life, she came to know that her first life was nothing but a fraudulent novel, that she's only damn cannon fodder. When she opened her eyes again, it's already her third life. She blinks her eyes. How come it resembles the settings of her first life? "Groans.." ...It's the same, but it seems like something changed in the gender department?
LIght_Novel_San · 16.2K Views

Major Project: Tartarus

Tartarus, The world sculpted by celestial hands, the angels descended from the far reaches of the cosmos, bearing the edicts of the Creator. They came as guardians, bringing order to the boundless depths of Tartarus. Yet, beneath the veneer of divine law, deception festers—an Evil unseen, a whisper in the dark that even the great entities fails to perceive. From the flow of time itself, a man is sent—a mortal from Earth, chosen by the Angels of Time. His purpose? To stand against the encroaching catastrophe that lurks unseen, waiting to consume Tartarus. But he does not seek the mantle of a hero. Shackled by scars of the past, he rejects the fate thrust upon him. Yet fate is relentless, and the tide of destiny drags him forth, forcing him into the role he so despises. To be a hero in Tartarus is not to wield a sword against mere foes, but to unravel a truth buried beneath epochs of lies. The histories recorded in sacred tomes are but illusions, their words spun to shroud an unspeakable secret. And as he walks the path of revelation, he glimpses the echoes of worlds long lost, of ages that the gods have conspired to erase. But knowledge is a double-edged blade. The deeper he delves, the clearer it becomes—this is no mere deception of a single world, but a tapestry of falsehood woven into the fabric of the cosmos itself. What lies beyond the veil is not simply the truth of Tartarus, but the truth of existence. He will bring light to the darkness. But the darkness is endless. May Theo rest peacefully. Join discord for more discussion! https://discord.gg/K5FNjare
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