In a bizarre world watched over by two contrasting moons, one a normal white, the other a weird green, the laws of magic and gravity don't always behave.

Destiny in this realm is usually always written before you are born, but for one cosmic entity, destiny is just a cure for terminal boredom.

It all begins with a miserable failure. Deemed a defective mockery of life by his cruel alchemist creators, a ragged homunculus barely escapes his subterranean laboratory prison, only to be ambushed and clubbed to death in a dark forest by feral goblins.

That should have been the end of his short, tragic story.

Instead, a detached, absurdly powerful soul looking for a change of pace hijacks the freshly reconstructed, bioengineered corpse.

Reborn with pristine clothes, strange stitches beneath his eyes, and a thoroughly unbothered attitude, the entity takes the name Aether and steps out onto of the forest.

He has no master plan, no grand heroic morals, and absolutely no clue where he's going, he's just looking for entertainment.

Whether that entertainment saves a life or ruins it? Well, that's not his problem.

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There will be some mistakes, so please point them out and I'll correct them.

I'm still writing it on Patreon, so visit there to see the early drafts.