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Luki was a burned-out office worker, living to work and working to survive — until an unexplained death left him waking up in the body of an elf, in a world he barely recognized.
    No powerful system. No blessings from Fate. Not even the ability to speak the local language.
    Alone and confused, he somehow finds his way into the Hestia Familia — and begins his life anew as an adventurer at the very bottom. With no real ambitions beyond staying alive, he slowly steps into the Dungeon, trying to find something — anything — that makes him feel alive again.
    He never expected to discover a passion for battle… or for the strange warmth blooming in his chest.
    Luki only wants to grow at his own pace, without interfering in the world’s main story. But destiny rarely cares what you want.
    A grounded Danmachi fanfic about quiet growth, second chances, and a man trying to make sense of a world full of gods and monsters.