He never expected anything from life.
Not happiness.
Not success.
Not even change.
But one moment—
That was all it took.
The world broke.
When he opened his eyes again, he wasn’t where he was supposed to be.
A black desert stretched endlessly in every direction, lifeless and silent, as if the world itself had been abandoned long ago. The air was dry enough to burn, the ground unstable beneath his feet, and the only things that moved were creatures that should not exist.
There were no rules.
No guidance.
No second chances.
Here, survival came at a cost.
Kill—and take what remains.
Power was not given. It was stolen, piece by piece, from whatever you could bring down. But that power was not clean. It carried something with it… something that changed you.
Slowly.
Irreversibly.
And the more he survived—
The more something inside him began to shift.
This world did not just test strength.
It consumed it.
With no way back, no understanding of where he was, and no one to rely on, he had only one choice:
Keep moving.
Because in a place like this—
Stopping meant death.
And surviving…
Might be worse.