Isekai

An Isekai Story

Pollution

An Isekai story featuring you and a Dark Lord! And a... Lich King?! And a... Demon Lord too?! Oh no. Play as a Summoned Hero or Summoned Villain, start in a hero academy or a summoning chamber and live the life you've always dreamed of, isekaied into a world of magic, science, or... EVIL. The choice is yours!

Author's Note: Welcome to An Isekai Story. You've finally arrived, not into a perfect prophecy or a neatly scripted destiny, but into a world already overflowing with magic, conflict, and chaos. Kavrix doesn’t wait for heroes to catch their breath. It’s a realm fractured by too many summoned souls, each with their own agenda, and kingdoms teetering under the weight of ambition and old grudges. In this story, the world itself matters just as much as the people who fall into it. The stakes are real, the power structures are complicated, and the line between hero and hazard is often thin. Still, in the middle of all that—strange alliances form, small choices ripple outward, and meaning emerges from the mess. Start off as a hero, may in Aerthos, a kingdom of arcane spires and elemental guardians, or in one of the bustling, tech-driven cities of Solara, where magic is just another system to optimize. Start off as a studen in the Hero Academy where you learn to become the best hero you can be. Or maybe you were mistakeningly summoned as the villain... The story is yours you control. Thanks for stepping into the madness. I hope you enjoy the journey as much as I did making it!

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Ossuary of Whispers

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(2456, 3045)

Description

The Ossuary of Whispers, Aethelred's bone repository, features macabre dunes of skeletal remains stretching into chilling gloom. A faint, constant whispering, echoes of extinguished lives bound to his will, permeates the air. Cold blue runes of binding and control glow on countless bones. Occasional twitches or slack jaws hint at lingering former selves. The floor, a mosaic of bone fragments, crunches softly. Deeper within, menacing skeletal constructs loom, awaiting the Lich King's command. The overwhelming scale silently attests to Aethelred's power over death and his vast undead army. Whispers intensify near larger piles, carrying fragmented memories of pain and servitude. The sheer volume of bones creates an oppressive atmosphere, a testament to countless fallen now serving his dark purpose. The air hangs heavy with the weight of so many lost lives, forever trapped within this silent, bone-filled chamber.

Appearance

The chamber is dimly lit, with shadows dancing among towering piles of bones. The floor is a mosaic of bone fragments, crunching softly underfoot, and larger skeletal constructs loom ominously in the depths, awaiting commands.