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Eclipse of The Phantom Queen

🇺🇸Obaze_Emmanuel
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Selene, the reluctant heir to the Phantom Queen’s throne, has spent her life in the shadows, unaware of the dark legacy that runs through her veins. When a mysterious force reveals itself, claiming her bloodline is key to a long-forgotten power, Selene is thrust into a world of danger and intrigue. As the ancient gods stir and an insidious plot unfolds, Selene must navigate treacherous alliances, including one with the enigmatic and dangerous Eryndor, who seeks to harness the power of the Eclipse Talisman. With every step, the line between friend and foe blurs, and Selene must decide whether to embrace her power and wield it to shape the future—or resist and risk everything. Haunted by dark creatures, bound by a legacy she never chose, and hunted by those who would see her fall, Selene is forced into a high-stakes game where trust is a luxury she can no longer afford. As the storm of the Eclipse approaches, Selene must choose her allies carefully, confront her deepest fears, and unlock the true potential of the power that sleeps within her—before it consumes them all.
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Chapter 1 - Whispers of shadows

The wind howled through the ancient forests surrounding the city of Aveline, carrying with it the scent of damp earth and something darker—a trace of the forbidden, a hint of secrets lost to time. In the heart of the night, a young woman named Selene moved swiftly through the narrow streets, her dark cloak billowing behind her like the wings of a raven. She kept to the shadows, her fingers clenched tightly around a small, mysterious relic that seemed to pulse with a life of its own.

Selene's heart hammered as she darted around a corner, her gaze flicking back to ensure no one followed. She had always been a thief, but tonight felt different. This time, it wasn't just jewels or trinkets she had stolen; it was something old, something powerful, something that shouldn't have been touched. She hadn't meant to take it, not truly. She had merely wanted a glimpse at the hidden treasures locked away in the lord's vault.

But then she'd seen it—a small, obsidian amulet, its center engraved with the faint outline of an eclipse. It had glowed faintly as she reached out, an unnatural warmth seeping into her fingers. The whispers had started almost immediately after she touched it, faint but undeniable. The words were indistinct, but their meaning had burrowed into her thoughts, like ivy growing through stone.

And now, it was as if the shadows themselves were alive, slithering closer, listening, waiting.

She made it to the edge of the city and slipped into the forest, the darkness pressing in on all sides. The whispering grew louder, like dozens of voices murmuring just beyond her understanding, urging her forward. She couldn't explain why she was listening. She only knew that something within her, something she hadn't known existed, had awakened.

Suddenly, a flash of light broke through the trees, and Selene froze, her pulse quickening. Ahead, a figure cloaked in silver stepped into the clearing, his eyes piercing and ageless. He looked at her with a knowing gaze, as though he had been expecting her all along.

"You shouldn't have touched that," he said, his voice low but filled with power.

Selene's fingers tightened around the amulet, and the whispers rose into a faint, pleading cry. "Who are you?" she demanded, fighting to keep her voice steady.

The man smiled, but there was no warmth in it. "The better question, thief, is who you are."

For a heartbeat, silence settled between them, and then the amulet pulsed once more, sending a surge of energy through Selene's hand, down to her heart. The world around her dimmed as visions filled her mind—visions of a woman cloaked in shadow, her face half-hidden by darkness, her eyes blazing with an unnatural light. It was the face of the Phantom Queen, a figure of legend and myth, long banished to the realm of whispers and forgotten tales.

The man's gaze hardened. "The amulet has chosen you. Do you know what that means?"

Selene shook her head, fear mingling with a thrill she couldn't explain. She had always thought herself insignificant, just another nameless figure scraping by in the world's darker corners. But now, under the weight of the amulet's pull and the man's steady gaze, she felt as though her fate had shifted, as though the threads of her life were being woven into a grander, darker tapestry.

"It means," he continued, stepping closer, "that the Phantom Queen has returned. And you, Selene, are her chosen vessel."

Her heart pounded. The Phantom Queen was no mere fairy tale; she was a name that mothers whispered to warn their children, a legend woven into the nightmares of every child who grew up in the shadows. It was said that the Queen had ruled once, an iron hand in the world's darkest hour, before she was vanquished and cast into the void, her spirit banished but never destroyed.

But why her? Why now?

As if reading her thoughts, the man smiled, his eyes glinting. "The eclipse is coming. When it does, the Queen will be reborn, and the world you know will fall to shadow. You will help her rise, or you will perish."

The words settled like a cold weight in her chest. She wanted to throw the amulet away, to run, to wake up from this nightmare. But as she glanced down, she saw that the amulet had seared itself to her skin, merging with her as if it had been part of her all along.

"No," she whispered, horror tightening her throat. "This can't be."

The man's expression softened, almost as if he pitied her. "There is no escape, Selene. You are bound to her now, and she to you. Together, you will bring the world to its knees…or watch it crumble."

Selene's fingers brushed over the amulet, and for the first time, she heard the voice clearly—a woman's voice, as ancient as the earth and twice as cold.

"Come to me," the voice whispered, and with it came a flicker of power, dark and potent, that surged through Selene's veins.

The man stepped back, his form fading into the shadows, but his parting words lingered in the air. "The eclipse approaches, Selene. The choice is yours. Stand against her…or embrace the darkness."

As he vanished into the night, Selene felt her destiny spiraling before her, a path of shadows and ancient power, one she could no longer escape. The Phantom Queen was calling, and deep within her, a spark ignited—a yearning she hadn't known existed, a pull she couldn't resist.

And in the quiet of the forest, with the amulet thrumming against her skin, Selene took her first step into the unknown