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Child Of Shadow Jishnujayanth

Shadow of Terror

Is it really that hard to stop using violence? For Collin, it wasn’t just hard—it felt almost impossible. Violence had been her language, her release, her *identity* for as long as she could remember. At just five years old, her father had taught her how to throw a punch, how to stand her ground, how to fight back. What started as self-defense quickly became something more. She didn’t just use her fists—she *enjoyed* it. The adrenaline, the power, the way people backed off when they saw her coming. It was intoxicating. But now, standing at the gates of Vale High School, Collin had made a promise—to herself, to her mom, to the life she was trying to rebuild. No more fights. No more violence. Just a normal high school experience. The problem? Old habits die hard. Collin clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms as she forced herself to take a deep breath. The urge to swing at the girl who’d bumped into her earlier was still simmering under her skin. *“It’s just a coat,”* she told herself, even though it wasn’t. It was a gift from her dad, a piece of him she carried with her every day. But violence wasn’t the answer anymore. At least, that’s what she kept telling herself. High school was supposed to be a fresh start. A chance to leave behind the girl who ruled the playground with her fists, the girl who sent bullies running with just a glare. But as she walked through the halls of Vale High, Collin could feel the weight of her past pressing down on her. The whispers, the stares, the familiar faces from middle school—they all reminded her of who she used to be. And then there was *him*. The boy she’d tormented back in middle school, the one who now looked at her with a mix of fear and resentment. His presence was a stark reminder of the promises she’d made—and how easily they could be broken. Collin had always been a fighter. But now, the biggest battle wasn’t against someone else—it was against herself. Could she really leave her old life behind? Could she keep her promise and live a normal life, or would the temptation to throw just *one more punch* be too much to resist? The bell rang, signaling the start of her first class. Collin squared her shoulders, took another deep breath, and stepped into the classroom. This was her chance to prove she could change. But deep down, she knew it wouldn’t be easy.
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Shadow of Domination (SoD)

--- He has no past. No name. No identity. Only whispers of a shadow that bends the world to its will. A ghost with no face, yet a force that has already orchestrated 58,221,461 deaths. Entire nations have fallen, yet no one knows who pulled the strings. But when his very existence becomes a threat to the world itself, the gods take notice. Among them, a goddess, sensing an impending despair beyond even her comprehension, makes a desperate decision—to erase him from reality before it is too late. But something goes wrong. Instead of being destroyed, he is cast into another world, one ruled by magic, war, and divine will. Yet even gods are not beyond his reach. Here, he awakens without a past, without a name—only the weight of an existence that should not be. His mind is empty, his history erased. But in the void of his lost memories, one image remains: A woman’s headless corpse, bathed in blood. And a single, unshakable truth—she was his mother. There is no name, no face, no history. Only the weight of something forgotten—something terrifying. Then, the world gives him a name. Hale. But deep inside, he knows—it isn’t his. It never was. From the moment he appears, fate convulses, reality bends, and the world itself recoils in fear. Why? Who is he? What did he forget? In a realm where power bends to those who grasp it, he does what he does best—control everything from the shadows. But something lurks in the depths of his mind. A missing truth. A lost identity. And a question more terrifying than the gods themselves. Who... or what... is he? ---
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The Child of Starlight & The King of Shadows

Have you ever experienced a day so bad you just died? Tell me about it. There I was, this scrawny high schooler always on the receiving end of bullying, and then boom, I'm playing hero to this little kid about to be pancake city beneath some wheels. And here's the kicker—I take the hit instead. Talk about instant payback. But instead of coming to in the back of an ambulance or, you know remaining a goner, my eyes pop open to this huge shiny blue moon, some celestial messenger in gleaming gear, and a set of stairs made out of actual starlight. So, it wasn't just bad luck that left me flattened out like a human pancake—I was picked. Chosen by who, you ask? Well, a super spooky mouthless and noseless god of eldraen decided I was the lucky one to get a big fat destiny plopped on me as if it was some group project I never asked for. Turns out, I'm meant to be the "Child of Starlight," the sole individual who's got the chops to take down the Dark Lord Hadeon, who's come back from the dead. And this Hadeon guy? He's not your average Joe wizard; he's the most powerful sorcerer there's ever been. Okay so typically, this is where I'd freak out and bolt. But something's up. Turns out, magic's a real thing. And guess what? I've got it. Not parlor tricks, either. I'm wielding power I never dreamed of..." Okay so here's the sticky part. Hadeon isn't just strong – man, that guy's is also way too tough, and he's got this bunch of followers convinced that reviving him is top-notch. What about me? I used to be the kid nobody noticed in high school, plus I've got this chatty sky-being giving me advice, a realm that's giving me side-eye, and not a single tip on being the brave one. Still, I didn't stick around after kicking the bucket just to watch everything go down the drain. Hadeon's looking for a brawl? Alright, let's have it out. We'll see who's the boss.
Slyfox · 286 Views
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