Before worlds learned to name themselves, before gods learned to rule, there was a soul that learned to endure.

He died as a human—quietly, meaninglessly—and slipped beyond the path meant for the dead. In the silence beyond reincarnation, the Void did not reject him. It remembered him. For the Void was not emptiness to his soul; it was home.

Once, long ago, his existence fractured across countless worlds. Parts of him became laws, myths, powers, memories, and miracles. Some fragments stabilized dying realities. Some were worshipped as legends. Some learned to survive alone—and learned to resent the one who was no longer there.

Reborn into a fragile world under false heavens, watched by gods who mistake ownership for order, he grows with a broken System—a companion that learns, slowly, to love without control.
 
Together, they walk a path not of conquest, but of reclamation.
He does not hunt his fragments.
He listens for them.

Across universes, through worlds of heroes, monsters, science, and myth, he returns what was lost—not by force, but by patience, warmth, and choice. Some fragments come home. Some refuse. Some must be left behind to keep worlds alive.

He loves without possession.
He walks without chains.
He returns without end.

And where worlds remember him only as a myth, the Void remembers him as he truly is.

This is a story written with the long road in mind.


Alliances, loves, and beliefs will be tested.


The protagonist does not begin as a savior, a king, or a monster—only as someone who survived when he should not have, carrying something older than the worlds he walks through.


Fragments exist because something once broke.


This is not a tale of conquest, but of reclamation—of power, identity, memory, and bonds that refuse to disappear even when scattered across the multiverse.


If you stay, expect patience to be rewarded.


Chapter 1 - Author’s Note