Strings Of Choice

In suffering, he stood. In silence, he endured. Not by choice—but by fate. Torn from the light, he was cast into a world where pain breathes, where hope dies slowly beneath a shadowed sky where beasts lurk. Each step forward is a battle. Each breath, a rebellion. And yet… he walks on. This is not a tale of heroes. Not a quest for glory. This is the story of a boy drowning in misery, his mind unraveling to the echoes of screams in the dark. With a cursed blade as his only defiance,he carves survival through a land unbound by time, each relic a fragile thread to a buried vow. No gods will save him. No prophecy will guide him. Only the question remains: Will he escape this torment— or seize the strings of his own fate? So let me be clear— This story is raw. Unforgiving. Too real. As the author, I warn you: Read at your own risk. Some tales aren’t meant to comfort. They remind us… what it means to survive.