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Hang on with me for a second, as the first few chapters might be a bit confusing; however, it will all be solved in the meantime. Eternal Malediction is a fantasy novel with elements of psychological pain and growth. It follows the main character, Roy Shyam, a cynical yet compassionate 17-year-old cursed with the ability of transmigration, bound by an entity whose obsession with him ensures he can never escape. Every time Roy dies, he is transmigrated to another universe, a new version of him. Entering the life of each universe's Roy while facing subtle to absurd circumstances. This eternal malediction breaks down his identity and prevents him from speaking of it, which summons the being, causing him to go back in time to a place he was before. We are then introduced to another version of Roy, one where our Roy has yet to take over his body; he emerges in a society where continents, countries and law thrive through the use of prana, a force that connects life, will and reality. Here, Roy forms a faction called Nova in Veil and draws the attention of the Celestial Watch, the protector of the land where he lives. The plot moves from intimate suffering to the rebirth of a new character, culminating in his choices about memory, fate and what it exactly means to live.
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Chapter 1: The True Meaning of Life
Do you want to know what the true meaning of life really is? Fine, I’ll tell you.
Here is the truth that nobody wants to say out loud:
Life isn’t some radiant journey towards a predestined place, some fairy tale where your choices magically all matter. It's a simple loop. Wake up, pretend you're happy, sleep, and dream. Repeating this until you rot. People nowadays cling to words such as 'dreams', 'aspiration' and 'purpose' as if chanting them will keep the darkness away, but deep down within us we all know that’s what is waiting at the end. Absolute Nothingness. Just simple silence.
But please don't mistake me for some pessimist who enjoys wallowing in misery. Honestly, it irritates me as well. No, this isn’t about pessimism; it’s all about simple honesty. Look around you for a moment. Everyone is playing pretend. They laugh too loud, they smile too wide, and they whisper to themselves that they’re special, that their lives mean something, and that they have value, but it’s a lie.
Me? I can’t lie to myself like that, like others. I can smile, I can laugh, and I can go through the motions just as they do… But I know it’s all hollow. It never feels real. It’s as if I’m stuck behind a glass wall, watching myself in 3rd person, watching a world I can’t touch.
And maybe that is why I keep asking myself, 'Why am I still moving forward?' Why do I keep going on, breathing, playing along with this pointless script? Maybe I’m scared; could it be fear? Fear of the void? Fear of the day I finally stop? Or maybe it's something else, a cruel instinct buried so deep inside us it won’t let us give up, no matter how much we want to.
We use excuses that people depend on us or other people are going to be sad that we are gone.
Simply put, I think we just want to live.
But here is the irony of it all: I think the meaning of life is knowing there isn’t one. Knowing the search is the curse itself. Some people spend their whole lives clawing away at an answer, praying their suffering will add up to something greater; maybe they just like doing what they want to do, not for an answer but for the process. But in the end it's just sand in the wind.
Simply forgotten.
Still, I believe there’s a strange comfort in that, isn’t there? If life has no meaning, then we’re free to do anything. Create one even if it’s fragile, even if it breaks. Maybe the point isn’t to win the game in the first place; maybe it’s just to keep playing, even when you know or don’t know the ending.
And if there is something, someone, out there watching, pulling the strings and laughing at the way we all struggle. I say let them laugh. Let them curse me, break me and kill me a thousand times over.
I’ll keep going forward. I’ll keep fighting. Even if the meaning doesn’t exist, I’ll either find my own or create one.
Because stopping is the only real failure I’ll acknowledge.
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The escape became a blur of broken stone and silent breath.Kieran didn’t look back. Not once. He moved with Aleron’s weight over his shoulder, cutting through the twisting canyon paths with precision born of countless covert manoeuvres. Every step sent a jolt of pain through the bruises still fresh from yesterday’s match.But he didn’t slow.He didn’t ask Roy to heal him, as he didn’t want to forget. The pain of it all.Aleron’s breathing was shallow. The man was conscious, but barely; thin trails of blood ran down his coat, dark against the pale moonlight. He didn’t speak. He didn’t complain. He just held on.It wasn’t until they reached the charred ridge on the northern slope of the valley, a dead zone where prana signatures were distorted by old, buried ruins, that Kieran finally allowed himself to stop running. He set Aleron down against an old stone pillar and tapped the comm-sigil at his wrist. “Solenne, extraction point R-7. One carrier.”Her voice came back instantly, soft a
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The next day passed slowly. Not because the lessons were boring or difficult, but simply because they didn’t really matter.Roy sat by the window, chin resting on his hand, watching the clouds drift across a pale blue sky. While Kieran sat next to him, outwardly listening to the teacher’s lecture on basic small angle approximation formulas… However, his eyes were unfocused, barely tracking the whiteboard pen on the board. Brock and Tanaka were asleep on the table.None of it reached them. For Kieran, after the kind of battle he’d tasted the day before. Everything felt muted, as if the world had lowered its volume and shifted into another room.Every so often, Roy’s finger tapped against the hardwood desk in a slow, irregular rhythm. Not impatience exactly, but awareness. There was always something waiting underneath normalcy, and both of them could feel it. Even if the rest of the class blissfully drifted in their own bubbles of ignorance.By the time the final bell rang, that quiet t
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Kieran sat in the preparation tent, elbows resting on his restless knees, hands loosely clasped in front of him.Tanaka and Brock were just kicking around, wasting time until the match starts.His heartbeat was steady, neither calm nor agitated. Just ready.He wasn’t really a religious man; if he were given two options of believing that there is a god or not, he would choose to believe God exists.Since he thinks that for the universe to exist, it must have a creator. The Big Bang theory, a good theory mind you, just doesn’t make sense that something came from nothing, as 'nothing' is the absence of something.The thing is for Kieran that there are a lot of religions in this world: one where they believe gods are one and one is God and another where reality is God and we can pray to the many manifestations of them.It can get confusing at times, so he kind of made his own version. He only prayed in times when he really wanted something to happen, so he didn’t pray often. Rarely, in f
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Kieran was already bored by the second period. His leg bouncing up and down. Classes dragged on. The clock felt like it moved in reverse. Every teacher sounded like they were mumbling through a fog, and all he could think about was the fact that, somewhere out there, a fight was waiting for him. One that he will remember forever, and it may be today.Tanaka had gotten a fun match; Roy had… well, he had a match. But Kiearn? Kieran was worried his opponent would end up being some random nobody who thought having a soul art automatically made them strong.By lunch, he was pressing his cheek against his hand while staring out the window, watching the clouds move faster than the hour hand on the classroom clock.When the final bell finally rang, it felt more like mercy than anything else.They regrouped at the station, all four of them, slumping down onto the benches as they waited for the train. “Are you nervous?” Tnaka asked with his mouth half full with a croissant he bought from the
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