Enlightenment sucks, actually.

Nathan Lee has a sick new set of almost-divine abilities that open dimensional rifts for fishing. Oh, and sometimes he liquifies his own brain. No big deal.

With three species duking it out to defeat the Sixth Circle, he’s going to need all the power he can get.

Only one species wins. The other two are sent straight to the woodchipper. Their only chance to avoid collective genocide is to bypass the system with the aid of a mob boss fish smuggler.

Humanity is watching his every move. The orcs can’t decide whether to crown him king or kill him. And the eldritch horror that had politely stayed in the background has woken up and decided that Nathan is now very much its problem.

If Nathan fails, two species are erased from existence. If he succeeds, he becomes the sort of ultimate hero that he never wanted to be. Either way, Nathan would prefer literally any other outcome.