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Me And My Shadow Dreamworks

Half me and half...

"Get your hands off me!" she wrestle against my grip, so I held her even tighter. "Put this on!" I groaned, toiling to keep her in place and wishing again I’d worn the damn gloves. The feel of her warm skin under my arm and palm wasn’t helping my focus. "I'm not taking you home like this!" "You don't tell me what to do!" she snapped, thrashing to break free of my hold as I fumbled with the cloak in my other hand, trying to drape it over her bare shoulders. "I'm not going home! Let me go, I said!" "Did you really think I got you out of there just to let you wander the streets, almost naked, like a lunatic?" That stopped her. "What did you call me?!" "LU-NA-TIC." "You... You…! Take your hands off me, you insolent brute!" Enraged, she yanked her arm too abruptly and lost her balance. I caught her, wrapped her in the cloak, and threw her over my shoulder. "PUT ME DOWN!" She shrieked and flailed, but I ignored her, making my way to the Commander’s house, which, thanks to Braa, was only two streets away. Since the entire population was in the square for the ridiculous festival, no one intervened at the frantic cries of the wild creature. No wonder in the ten years I've known the Commander, I've never heard that he has a daughter. She must’ve been kept locked away. Strangely, she suddenly went still and quiet. Had she grown tired, worried about attracting attention, or finally realized how inappropriate it was to show up at her parents' doorstep in this state? She didn’t seem to care before. With every step, my anxiety grew—she was limp. "Hey!" No answer. Seriously?! "Hey, you!" Nothing. A bad feeling crept over me, so I pulled her off my shoulder and into my arms. Her head fell against my chest—unconscious. "Hey! Hey, you!" I shook her, but she didn’t react. Panic surged through me. Had she fainted? Had I held her too tight? Lifting her more securely, I sprinted toward the Commander's house.
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VEIL OF SHADOW AND LIGHT

In a world where the forces of light and darkness are in constant struggle, a celestial god named Li Tian descends to the mortal realm on a sacred mission: to eradicate an ancient evil that has plagued humanity for centuries. Known for his unyielding sense of justice and purity, Li Tian has spent countless lifetimes watching over the celestial heavens, upholding order and delivering judgment. But this journey to the mortal world exposes him to the nuances of human morality, forcing him to confront the thin line between good and evil. Upon his descent, Li Tian meets Wei Yan, a mysterious, sharp-witted wanderer with an unshakable aura of danger and hidden power. Unknown to Li Tian, Wei Yan is a former demon lord who once ruled the dark underworld with an iron fist. For reasons he keeps hidden, Wei Yan left his realm and has spent years trying to tame his own dark instincts, renouncing violence and struggling to adopt a path of redemption. Still, his nature pulls him toward chaos, and he is haunted by the fear of his past self surfacing. Despite Wei Yan’s efforts to keep his identity hidden, Li Tian senses a familiar, powerful darkness within him. The two clash frequently, Li Tian’s rigid sense of justice often colliding with Wei Yan’s roguish pragmatism. However, as they journey together, battling monstrous threats and supernatural forces, an unlikely bond of brotherhood forms between them. Through each encounter, they push each other to evolve—Li Tian, slowly understanding the complexity of human morality, learns that purity of heart does not mean blindness to shades of grey; Wei Yan, wrestling with his darker instincts, starts to believe he can truly redeem himself, if only he can live up to the celestial god's trust in him. But their path is fraught with secrets and betrayals. Ancient forces from Wei Yan’s past awaken, attempting to drag him back into darkness, while the celestial heavens question Li Tian’s judgment, fearing he is being corrupted by the mortal realm. Together, they must face trials that challenge not only their strength but the core of who they are. In the end, it’s not a matter of light triumphing over darkness but rather finding balance between the two—where even those born of shadows can find redemption, and those born of light can understand the beauty of imperfection.
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