Apologies to my Readers Real Life issues have caused me to decide to place this book on Temporary hiatus. I will resume when I have a sufficient buffer of chapters to ensure the situation does not reoccur --- Why is it, that no matter how many world shattering heroes rise and fall, no matter how many times a realm is said to be depleted of resources, a hero rises again - burning all the resources they find as they go? Another inheritance is always found, another spirit herb, magical artefact... and no one asks why they never seem to run out... ...what keeps creating all these fortunate encounters? Why? And what happens if it stops? --- Warning, this book is a slow burner - rather than a fast paced DBZ style novel
Disclaimer! This is my very first novel, so therefore you ought to expect it to have some flaws. Thank you for your patience and have a nice day! Also I do NOT own the cover photo, all credit is reserved to the artist in question. An alarm seemed to be making its presence known in a dark, dreary room. It’s loud beeping continued for about another 30 seconds before any sign of movement was seen. The figure, that the alarm seemed to really want to wake up, finally started to stirr from its slumber whilst muttering. "Living is suffering" After releasing a depressed sigh it took a pillow and put it over its face in a vein attempt to block out the blaring sound.