Venari Strigas

Alex Cooper transmigrates to Venari. A world where common sense is a bit different from Earth. In this world our protagonist will face challenges and grow from them. He will learn to use magic, aura, mental energy and soul essence. All the while trying to steer away from strong creatures who he knows will be hostile to him.

The Shadow Weaver The world belongs to the High Lord—a tyrant who wields forbidden magic, commands an army of the deathless, and mutates creatures into unstoppable warriors. No army can stand against him. No weapon can end him. He is becoming something beyond human. But Voss is not like other warriors. She is the last of Skaikru, the lost order of air mages, and the only living shadow mage. Bonded to Drakonix, a six-headed hydra feared by all, she fights not just for revenge but to tear down the empire that destroyed her people. When the rebellion known as The Varden suffers loss after loss, Voss joins their cause. Their only hope lies in two paths: 1. The Shadowforged Blade – A weapon of legend, hidden in a temple guarded by ancient spirits, the only thing capable of severing the High Lord’s power. 2. The Betrayal Within – Striga, one of the High Lord’s Nine Generals, has turned against him. She knows his secret weakness—but earning her trust won’t be easy. As war ignites, the elves, long withdrawn from mortal affairs, are forced to return. The High Lord’s dark sorcery threatens even them, and only by joining forces with Voss can they hope to stop him. But the High Lord is no longer just a man. He has opened a portal to an eldritch realm, drawing power from something older than time. The final battle will decide the fate of the world. Voss must embrace her power or risk losing everything. Because if the High Lord cannot be stopped—nothing will survive.

Aeons ago our universe didn't even exist. The only thing to exist was the eternal abyss, a space that contained everything and nothing. It was a battleground, cold and free of any sympathy. A streak of Light and a silent explosion countless times bigger than our universe. Colors that we can't even imagine suddenly bring a light to this dark place as an unknown form is flying out of that explosion, seemingly about to dissipate. It's changing forms constantly, looking like a heavy mist that writhing in itself, changing from deep black to blood red and back. It speaks a language unknown to any being, but everything is still able to understand its rage and helplessness. "When light shines dark will follow- when war rages life will be my last hope- bring back what we used to be- I can't flee but you won't follow.. my last wish is to end it all.." The echo from the abyss translates at its best capacity, it was made to contain, not to translate. As the echo rings through everyone's minds countless colourful dots appear at a distance, writhing rapidly as if afraid of something. The next moment everything goes dark, a baby was born, his name is Venarius Bright. He did not cry after the slap to his rear, the only thing contained in his eyes is confusion as he coughs up the liquid in his lungs and ignores the pain of the line with his mother being cut. As he slowly drifts back to sleep he only thought. "What a strange dream.." Meanwhile the doctors who were supposed to do a normal birth were scared out of their wits at the weird kid in front of them, a child not screaming after being born happens but directly sleeping before even being washed? And so it begins, lights appear in the distant sky as a notification sounded in everyone's minds. "Welcome to mors venari! The game of hunt to decide who lives and who dies. Your local authority will teach you everything you need to know! Happy slaughter everyone!" And thus the police stations were stormed, helpless officers tried to convey that they are as clueless as them. What will happen from now on? What is this game? Let's uncover the mysteries behind the fog.