A Thousand Deaths Before Dawn

The sky shattered.

A colossal beast’s claw descended from beyond the clouds, crushing mountains, splitting the earth, and reducing everything beneath it to dust in a single instant.

Then time turned back.

He opened his eyes again.

Death should have been the end. Instead, it became the beginning of an endless cycle.

Every time the world was destroyed, he returned. Every time that monstrous claw fell, he was forced to face it again. Once, twice, ten times, a hundred times — no matter how many times he was crushed, erased, or torn apart, time dragged him back to the moment before disaster.

There was no system.

No easy cheat.

No convenient path to power.

Only memory, pain, and the impossible task of surviving an extinction-level calamity that no one else could even understand.

The world keeps ending.

He keeps coming back.

And sooner or later, even the thing that destroys heaven and earth will have to wonder why this one insignificant human refuses to stay dead.