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HeartBound

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Kael Ardent dies on his bedroom floor at eighteen years old, just short of saving his family's future. When a god offers him a second chance in a parallel world, he doesn't ask questions. He negotiates. He's good at that, reading people, wearing masks, getting what he needs. It's how he survived a childhood that found his stillness threatening and learned to perform warmth so well that even he forgot what was underneath. The god gives him an eye that can read minds, a curse that requires love to survive, and a mission: secure the confession of the Unspoken Sovereign, ruler of the Abyssal Empire, and return home. The god doesn't mention that the world he's entering is rated Impossible. Or that someone has been hunting travelers like him for decades. Or that the curse will force him to chase love while punishing him for receiving it. Kael doesn't care. His father is waiting. His mother is staring at a calendar with crossed-out days she'll never understand. He'll do anything to get back to them. Anything. Heartbound will hurt you. It will make you care about people and then make them suffer. It will show you the worst the world can do with deaths that don't feel noble or meaningful or anything except wrong. Some bonds are made of blood. Some love costs everything. Some stories are worth the price. Welcome to Heartbound.
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