When a nameless teenager is summoned into another world but arrives without power prophecy or purpose. In a land where goddesses sponsor heroes and marketplaces celebrate spectacle, he is neither chosen nor needed.. 

His greater battle is not against monsters or magic. But the bitterness.

As humiliation sharpens and silence answers his prayers, he must confront a more dangerous question: is faith still meaningful anyway? Through pride, dryness, and slow ache of obscurity, he learns that being indifferent to the world, fate even the Heavens may not be abandonment but invitation.

This is not about power obsession, but a story about remaining.
His loving without gasps and applause. And also, choosing his humility above any else even though theres no one watching.

And his resurrection that begins long before death

Very well, I don't read novel much but my imagination is a ton of boring stuff (from your perspective) but I don't know about mine. I watched a lot of repetitive genre of reincarnation so I decided to do mine.


Well the tale draws inspiration from the lives and writings who have labored all their lives: the humility and steadfastness of Saint Nektarios, Saint Silouan, Church Fathers etc. Because I watched and read them, (you can say that im larping because I don't read a full book).


So with these I wanted to embrace the modern imagination of worlds beyond our own (spoiler: isekai) but reframed.


Please remember this is NOT a guide or manual, or as a promise moral certainties. It just my reflection: how dangerous the pride is, on the perseverance required to endure loneliness and indifference, and on quiet victories that may never been seen.


Chapter 1 - Foreword