Aether Moirai was never meant to be free.

Born from the final spark of the Abyss—a forgotten god’s last act of rebellion—he is the last vessel, a boy whose powers grow stronger the more his mind fractures. Bound by the Codex, a system that can rewrite history itself, Aether is hunted by worlds that fear what he might become.

The Infinite Library has always been his home—a labyrinth between worlds where every book is a living realm, and every story is a battlefield. But when the tales begin to warp, birthing monsters and rewriting entire histories, even the Library’s endless shelves can’t protect him.

To survive, Aether must step into dangerous books where myths breathe, legends bleed, and the wrong choice can erase you from existence. Each journey brings him closer to the truth of his creation—and the author who penned his fate.

But the corruption doesn’t stay contained. As the stories unravel, their chaos seeps into the real world—kingdoms clash with empires that never existed, myths walk beside mortals, and reality itself begins to fray. In the end, the Library isn’t just collapsing into itself. It’s dragging every world down with it.

And some stories brought by it could end the world in seconds.
So can someone like him, survive in such a world.

Even more, try and rule it?

At first glance, it might as well have been just another snowy forest, but if you were to go and look beyond your eyes, you would see just how much different it was. Whispers were all over your ears, not letting you think one bit, like devils on your shoulder, yet this time, there was no angel, only the bad thoughts. The smell... You would expect in a snowy place not to smell anything, or not to be able to smell because your nose would be frozen, but this whole place smelled of regret. He didn't know how to explain it, but it made the hairs on his body rise. It was an awful feeling every time he inhaled, as that regret and grief traveled through his whole body.


Chapter 349 - Child Of Flames