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Night Of Shadow Manhwa

Revenge of the Crimson Shadow

Eternal Cleansing Region, somewhere in the Aries Kingdom, midnight “Ohmmm~~~!” The sound of chanting was heard as pebbles jumped, buildings vibrated, and the ground shook. In a huge church, many figures in dark red robes were on their knees surrounding an altar, seemingly praying to a god. There were thousands upon thousands of figures, all chanting the same thing. The gargantuan church had very tall windows, with which housed stained glass. The church was very caliginous, only having the soft light of the moon to illuminate things through those windows. If one gazed up, a mural could be discerned within a cupola. It illustrated a devil lingering above the land, with which figures with red eyes stood; then, a huge sun encroaching upon the territory of that devil, and burning all that was. Afterward, the mural showed a few survivors, on their knees, worshiping what appeared to be a god floating in the air as the surrounding lands burned to ash. The robed figures surrounded an altar upon which stood an imposing golden statue of a muscular man, in nothing but a toga, holding out his hand. In his hand, burned a powerful flame. If one were to observe this statue, they would immediately notice the beautiful orange sapphire the size of one’s hand. This statue was six stories tall, reaching just below the cupola. “Ohmmm~~~!” everything shook once again due to the sheer power of those figures’ unified voices. All of the figures began to glow a soft reddish-orange holy light, reminiscent of the sun. The light began to get brighter, gradually overtaking the gentle light of the moon. On the altar, in the center, directly below the cupola, was another silhouette. This silhouette stood with its hands held out, radiating an even greater light than those below. “Ohmmm~~~!” the statue’s eyes began to shine a similar light. Moments later, the light from the robed figures began to wane, as if the statue was absorbing it. The silhouette below the statue, however, started glowing even brighter. Seconds passed. Seconds turned into minutes, and minutes, into hours. As every second ticked by, robed figures collapsed one after the other, their state unknown. The statue’s eyes were getting brighter as each fell. After seemingly an eternity, the silhouette’s light began to flicker out of existence. Just before it blinked out of the world, the statue’s eyes flared up, and the world seemingly stopped. The silhouette’s eyes began to match those of the statue. Suddenly, a deep, monotone voice escaped from the shadowy figure, “The boy with the Shadow Dragon Bloodline. Find him. Kill him. Wipe his whole lineage from the face of this region!” it boomed throughout the church, escaping through the walls as if they were illusory. People all throughout the region began to look in the direction of the church in response to some profound power. As the figure on the altar was speaking, cracks ,glowing the same color as the statue, began to appear around its body. As soon as the silhouette stopped speaking, it collapsed and the statue’s radiant glow began to fade. “Ohmmm~~~!” echoed out once more.
TheScaredOne · 6.6K Views

Shadow of Memories

For as long as he can remember, Jin has been haunted by vivid visions of people and places he has never encountered. He brushes these strange occurrences off as mere daydreams - figments of his imagination. But when an ordinary day at school takes an unexpected turn, Jin and his classmates suddenly find themselves transported to a mysterious room surrounded by armoured men and above sits a family adorned in regal attire glinting with jewels, radiating absolute power. Finding themselves in a world filled with magic, scenery, and mythical creatures once thought to be mere fiction. But beneath its enchanting surface, conflict and corruption run deep, threatening to tear it apart. Hailed as heroes, Jin and his classmates are tasked with preventing the encroaching evil from bringing about catastrophe. Faced with an unfamiliar world, Jin struggles to understand his new reality. Soon he begins to realise that the visions he has been dismissing were never just daydreams - they appear to give glimpses of the future. Knowing this, Jin harnesses this newfound knowledge and power to make decisions that have pivotal moments and choices that will determine the fate of the whole world. As the visions intensify, the line between now and what is to come blurs. Foresights hinting at betrayals, shifting allegiances, and unnecessary bloodshed, makes it impossible for Jin to separate friend from foe. The torment of not knowing who to trust cuts deep, leaving him questioning his relationships - both old and new. Who can he trust when even those closest to him could be enemies in disguise? Will he be able to alter the cataclysmic future, or is he simply doomed to watch it unfold, utterly powerless to stop it? As the boundary between fate and free will fades, what will our protagonist do to save a world that may already be beyond saving.
Jan4S · 351 Views

Heir of Blood & Night

Of Saints & Heralds Saga A Quest for Vengeance. An Oath of Life. Ancient Secrets to Uncover. Over 500 hundred years ago the Mighty Forefather descended upon the grounds of Shorelands, his Monarchy founded after countless years of purge and conquest. But then it was just 200 years later when his only disciple, the first known Spellmeister to have ever lived was murdered, thus breaking the Golden Council to its core. All of these things once felt like impossible stories to Aster, long forgotten legends that speak of a time way before he was born. It wasn’t until his home was invaded, his family slaughtered, and their heritage destroyed that he would be forced to flee for his life and come across mystifying abilities, shattered legacies and dangerous secrets buried deep by those still in power. With a choice that would forever change his life and a long journey ahead, what would become of him? Will his quest for vengeance swallow him whole or would he dare allow himself to live for something more even as his life is in the hands of someone else, someone unimaginably powerful?   This is a western themed dark progression fantasy story. Warning, it will contain gore, mature themes, but with minimal sexual content. Current Release Rate; 1 Chapter per week on Saturday with an extra one on Wednesdays whenever possible. Length; not less than 3000 words per chapter Currently posted on Royalroads & Webnovel only. To Note; From Chapter 15 any extra chapters available will be on patreon.com/theforgeofworlds.
ThCelestialWatcher · 12.4K Views

Dominion of Shadow

In a world ruled by power-hungry sects and ancient clans, the Netherborn Dominion was once a force of unmatched might, harnessing the chaotic energy of the Abyss. But betrayal led to its fall, its name whispered only in fear and forgotten tales. Now, centuries later, the Obsidian Altar awakens, its dark power rekindled by the return of the Eternal Sovereign—a figure of legend and terror. Gathering a band of outcasts, wanderers, and the desperate, the Sovereign begins to rebuild the Dominion, determined to reclaim its place at the pinnacle of the world. Kael, a young cultivator cursed with untamed dark Qi, is drawn into the Sovereign’s enigmatic fold. With each battle, trial, and deadly mission, Kael learns that power demands sacrifice, and the Abyss takes as much as it gives. Alongside hardened allies like Ryn, a blade-sharp warrior haunted by loss, and Sylas, a rogue whose wit hides deadly precision, Kael must navigate a world of shifting loyalties and escalating war. As the Emberlight Clan rises against them, the Dominion sets its sights on relics of the past—artifacts that could tip the balance of power. But the Abyss is no passive force. It whispers promises of greatness even as it reveals Kael’s darkest fears. The path of the Abyss is one of chaos and conquest, but the question remains: can Kael and the Dominion control its power—or will it consume them all? "Dominion of Shadows" is a tale of dark fantasy, power, and redemption, where alliances are forged in fire, strength is tested in shadow, and the price of ambition may be the soul itself.
Rathian · 11.5K Views

Embers Of The Night

As Mia drove through the bustling city streets, her heart began to race—not from the traffic, but from the chilling knowledge that a bomb had been planted in her car. The news had come through a frantic message on her phone, a warning from an anonymous source that sent her spiraling into a state of panic. She gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white as she fought to maintain control. With every red light, her dread deepened. She knew that the moment she stopped the car, the bomb would detonate. The thought of leaving her Lysander behind filled her with a profound sense of sorrow. They had so many plans, dreams of a future together that now felt impossibly distant. With trembling hands, she picked up her phone and dialed Lysander’s number. “Mi Amore?” Lysander’s voice came through, laced with concern. “What’s wrong?” Mia smiled sadly, he could always tell when something was bothering her and yet she was going to leave him. “Lysander , I need you to listen to me,” she said, her voice quivering. “ You’re a very great person. I never thought I would find this type of love. I only thought love like this was just a fairytale. But you….you….” Mia paused taking in a deep breath. “Anna? What’s happening? Is something wrong? You’re scaring me.” Tears rolled down her cheeks as she turned her head towards the backseat where the bomb sat. How could she tell this to Lysander? She was going to die and leave him. She was going to leave him alone with the thoughts and dreams they shared. Silence hung heavy on the line, and Anna could almost hear the rapid beating of her heart. “I just found out…… I… I don’t have much time,” she choked out, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I’m so sorry, love. I won’t be able to see you again.” “Don’t say that! We’ll figure this out! Just tell me what’s happening? ” he urged, desperation creeping into his tone. “No, please, just listen. It’s too late now. I love you so much, and I want you to remember that. You’ve made my life so beautiful. I wish I could hold you one last time.” Her voice broke as she fought to keep her composure. “Anna, don’t—” “I have to go, Lysander . Just know that I’m always with you.” With that, she hung up, her heart shattering into a million pieces. She looked at the cliff ahead of her and stepped on the gas, the car racing towards the cliff. ************* In the heart of a bustling college town, twenty-year-old Anna Mia Harper is juggling classes, bills, and a growing sense of despair as an orphan navigating life on her own. Desperate for cash, she stumbles upon a peculiar job listing: a grave cleaner and companion for the dead at the local cemetery, promising a month’s rent for just one night of work. Excited by the prospect, Anna Mia arrives under the eerie glow of the moon, ready to face whatever the night may bring. But when she encounters a mysterious man lounging atop a tombstone—one who bears a striking resemblance to a deceased local legend—her heart races. Is he a ghost, a trick of the light, or something more sinister?
Aishat_isd · 16.6K Views
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