Novels by Legendary Daoist

The origin of the watcher who was never meant to exist.Long before Kai touched the storm.Long before Lerien became Unwritten.Before systems learned to speak, and fate learned to bend—There was Athis.Not born.Not created.Discovered.At the dawn of structured reality, when the First Architects still debated whether existence should flow or be fixed, there existed a problem they could not solve.Paradox.Not the simple kind—cause without effect, time loops, contradictions.This paradox was subtler.What happens when a system observes itself?The Architects called it Recursive Awareness.A flaw in the lattice of control.To fix it, they built something unprecedented.A node that could observe paradox without collapsing it.That node was Athis Athis did not awaken in a body.He awakened in a thought-space—a layered construct between logic and intuition, where information did not move forward but reflected.He remembers it clearly.Endless white corridors.Equations folding into the

Where past and future converge — and a deeper threat is revealed.The portal shimmered like a scar in the air — beautiful, unstable, and frighteningly deep.Sylvia, Mandy, Sahra, and Simon stood before it, shoulders squared, hearts thundered with purpose.But then Athis stepped forward, raising a hand as pale light flickered around his fingertips.“Before we enter,” he said, voice calm but heavy,“there’s something you must understand.”The four turned — confusion, defiance, and curiosity etched into their faces.Sahra lifted an eyebrow.“Athis… you sure you’re helping and not lying?”Athis inclined his head with the faintest smile.“I detect your suspicion.”Then his tone shifted — serious, ancient, measured.“But this is not about trust.This is about truth.”Mandy blinked.“Truth always sounds like something that’s about to hurt.”Athis didn’t flinch.“No, it’s something far worse.”Simon stepped closer, wings folding elegantly.“Then speak.”The white threads of the fractured por

For the first time since they had met him,Kai was gone.Not “left the realm for a mission.”Not “vanished into a system glitch.”Not “stepped into a different dimension.”Gone.Truly, unnervingly gone — and Lerien with him.Sylvia walked at the front of the group, arms crossed tightly, jaw set in a way that meant No one should talk to me right now unless they want to lose a limb.Her silver hair shimmered with suppressed storm energy —Kai’s lightning, buried inside her from the last resonance, reacting to her mood.Behind her, Mandy jogged to keep up.“Okay, so… good news first, right?” Mandy said, voice thin with anxiety.Sahra shot her a sideways look.“What good news? We lost our leader, a Fateborn anomaly, and possibly the only person who can beat outer cosmic horrors. What part of that screams ‘good’ to you?”Mandy winced.“Right… fair…”Simon walked with deliberate calm, his Celestial coat flowing faintly behind him, wings hidden but tense.“My lord is alive,” he said.“I can

The silver-haired young man stepped closer, the mist curling around his feet as if reality itself bowed aside to let him pass.Kai kept his body slightly ahead of Lerien, lightning humming faintly at his fingertips.Lerien’s threads flickered around her like nervous butterflies.The stranger lifted both hands slowly—peaceful, open.“I didn’t come to fight,” he said softly.“I came… to warn you.”Kai’s eyes narrowed.“Start by telling us your name.”The young man hesitated, as if searching for something forgotten.“…I have been called many things.Fragment.Contradiction.Unmade.”His gaze softened.“But recently… I started calling myself Athis.”Lerien flinched.“Athis… that’s a fate-signature term.”Her voice grew quiet.“It means ‘the one who should not exist.’”The young man—Athis—smiled faintly, not offended.“That is correct.”Kai didn’t lower his guard.“Alright, Athis.You said you’ve been looking for us.Why?”Athis’s expression darkened.“Because the Hunter isn’t chasing you

The tear in the sky widened like a wound.Cold spilled from it—cold that wasn’t temperature,but the absence of possibility.The Herald hissed in panic, voice cracking:“THE UNBOUND HUNTER—EVERYONE MOVE—NOW!”The inner circle scattered, drawing weapons, forming barriers—But Lerien didn’t move.She couldn’t.Her new sight showed her threads—thousands, millions—all converging toward her.The thing emerging from the tear wasn’t shaped like anything.It was a silhouette that refused to obey form.A hole in reality wearing the vague suggestion of a humanoid outline.Its voice drifted like frost:“Unwritten girl.You should not exist.”Lerien’s breath froze in her chest.It moved.No wind.No sound.Just—appearing—right in front of her.A clawed hand of shadow reached toward her face—And Lerien felt every timeline where she died.Her heart stoppedJust before the Hunter touched her—The Fate Gate behind themexploded.Light ripped outward in a shockwave.Symbols cracked.Stone vaporize

The tear in the sky widened like a wound.Cold spilled from it—cold that wasn’t temperature,but the absence of possibility.The Herald hissed in panic, voice cracking:“THE UNBOUND HUNTER—EVERYONE MOVE—NOW!”The inner circle scattered, drawing weapons, forming barriers—But Lerien didn’t move.She couldn’t.Her new sight showed her threads—thousands, millions—all converging toward her.The thing emerging from the tear wasn’t shaped like anything.It was a silhouette that refused to obey form.A hole in reality wearing the vague suggestion of a humanoid outline.Its voice drifted like frost:“Unwritten girl.You should not exist.”Lerien’s breath froze in her chest.It moved.No wind.No sound.Just—appearing—right in front of her.A clawed hand of shadow reached toward her face—And Lerien felt every timeline where she died.Her heart stoppedJust before the Hunter touched her—The Fate Gate behind themexploded.Light ripped outward in a shockwave.Symbols cracked.Stone vaporize