The Desire To Kill Manhwa

Mu Yang is undoubtedly the most dazzling figure on the university's racing track. Amid the roar of the engine, he is like a black bolt of lightning, maneuvering the racing car at breakneck speed on the track. Every precise and sharp turn elicits deafening screams from the spectators' stands. That driving force of pressing forward bravely on the track and freely sweating, along with his uninhibited and carefree posture, constitutes his unique charm, attracting the attention of countless people. His signature misty blue hair flutters freely in the wind, as if it were the embodiment of his passionate and free spirit. On the other hand, Jiang Lingxi is like a flower quietly blooming on campus. As a female novelist who works diligently in obscurity, she immerses herself in the romantic world she has painstakingly constructed all day long. With a pen and a stack of paper, she can weave touching and gripping stories. Her heart is as delicate as the gentlest breeze in spring, filled with wild and unrestrained fantasies. From the moment she saw Mu Yang on the racing track, Jiang Lingxi fell deeply in love and couldn't extricate herself. The male protagonist in her novels gradually took on the features of Mu Yang. His handsome face, strong and powerful physique, and that unique misty blue hair have all become the sources of her inspiration. In fact, the red thread of fate was quietly tied in their childhood. Mu Yang fell in love with Jiang Lingxi at first sight. At that time, the little Jiang Lingxi was like a beam of light, illuminating Mu Yang's world and becoming the most cherished white moonlight in his heart. As time passed, the moment they reunited, the love in Mu Yang's heart was instantly ignited. With a bit of cunning, he used his incredibly handsome face and perfect figure as "bait" and carefully laid out a plan. Just like a crafty big bad wolf, he lured the innocent "little sheep" Jiang Lingxi step by step into his world. In this love journey full of twists and turns, misunderstandings and quarrels are inevitable. But after every storm, a more splendid rainbow awaits. They have left sweet memories in every corner of the university campus: in the library, Mu Yang sits quietly by the side, watching Jiang Lingxi who is writing attentively; beside the racing track, Jiang Lingxi waves a flag and cheers loudly for Mu Yang. From the youthful love on campus, to the sacred vows exchanged in the wedding hall, and then to the happy moment of welcoming the crystallization of their love, their entire lives are filled with sweetness and happiness, writing a heartwarming and enviable story of a perfect ending.

"In the world of Rahdiya, every creature is your enemy." – Tiras Grant. ... Tiras Grant, one of the most powerful mages in the world, sacrifices his life to stop an attack that would have taken the lives of his friends. But his ingenuity and sheer luck lead to the activation of a sacrificial exchange, allowing his soul to be reincarnated by Rahdiya in exchange for his magical progress. Now reborn as Fray, a young Grand Human living in a tiny town in one of the outer dimensions, Tiras must embark on a journey to surpass the power he lost while uncovering the truth behind his death and the fate of his friends. But the journey will not be an easy one, because magical beasts lurk in the shadows of every dimension. And in the world of Rahdiya, every creature is your enemy. ... Cover is AI Generated. ... Thanks for your support.

She was never supposed to love him, he was the one person she despised, but for how long could she deny the flutter and Sparks he made her feel. ******* She is an assassin, the princess of the witches, sent to marry the Vampire King with one purpose—to kill him and secure her clan’s victory in a war that has raged for centuries. He is Rhydian, the brooding king burdened by his father’s bloody legacy, forced into the alliance to protect his people from the looming Dragon Empire. Rhydian distrusts the witches, while Seraphina resents the vampires, but neither is prepared for what fate has in stall. As they face palace intrigues, ancient prophecies, and brewing rebellion, their indifference begins to shift into something neither expected—love, an emotion they both try to deny, but is impossible to ignore. I won't call this an enemies to lovers because she is the only one who hates him, also...this will contain R18 scenes, I'll always highlight that on every chapter so you can skip if you want. A/N: I hope you all will stick with me till the end, feel free to check out my other book, I'm in love with a grim reaper, you might like it, I hope you do. Excerpt; Her fingers brushed against his forehead before he could react, her warm palms cupping both sides of his face as she studied him intently. His breath hitched at the sudden intimacy, his heart giving an involuntary stutter. What the hell was she doing? His gaze traced over her face, mapping every detail—the sharp glint of her violet eyes, the delicate curve of her nose, and her lips... God, her lips. Plump, red, slightly parted as she assessed him. He wanted to taste them again, to claim them fully. "Your fever seems to be coming down," she murmured, tilting her head slightly. "My blood really did the trick, I see..." His jaw clenched. Did she have to check his temperature this way? There were plenty of other ways to do it—ones that didn't involve tempting him with that mesmerizing face of hers. She started to pull her hands away, but before she could, he caught her wrist, stopping her. She looked up at him, startled. "If you wanted to check my temperature, you could've done so in a simpler way," he said, his lips curving into a playful grin. He tugged her closer, his grip firm but gentle. "Are you trying to seduce me, Purple?" Her heartbeat stuttered against his chest. He could hear it. Feel it. Then, to his surprise, she didn't pull away. Instead, a slow, wicked smile spread across her lips. She leaned in, her body pressing against his just enough to make his muscles tense. "What if I am?" she whispered, deliberately biting her bottom lip. Rhydian's breath caught. The last of his control snapped. "You asked for it," he growled. In the next second, he crashed his lips against hers. The kiss was deep, desperate, consuming. His hand tangled in her hair, tilting her head to deepen the angle as his tongue swept into her mouth, claiming her fully. She responded instantly, matching his hunger with equal fervor. She wasn't perfect at kissing yet—he could tell she was still learning—but she made up for it with pure intensity, and damn if it didn't make his blood boil. His other arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her flush against him as his lips moved against hers with feverish need. His tongue tangled with hers, teasing, tasting, drinking her in as if she were the only thing that could satiate him. He bit down softly, drawing a gasp from her, and that little sound sent a violent pulse of arousal straight through him. He was already rock hard, aching with need. He hadn't touched a woman since the marriage arrangement was made. Maybe that was why he was losing control so easily. Or maybe it was just her. Maybe it had always been her.

Ashe, a fallen princess, sets her journey for vengeance against her mother's murderers. As she travels the world to find her prey, she was met with adversaries and hardships on the way. But each time she defeats an enemy in front of her, she gains power as well.

Warning: Matured content. Maya DeLuca was born as a result of adultery. She is the fruit of the shameful love affair her married mother had. Her mother passed away shortly after giving birth, leaving Maya to bear the consequences of her mother's sins. Right from birth, Maya was loathed by everyone in her family, especially her stepfather, her late mother’s husband. Maya is the evidence of his wife's betrayal; hence, she is a thorn in his flesh. He abused her, punishing her for her mother’s betrayal. Maya is a junior chef at a five-restaurant and also works as a waitress at her Stepfather’s gentlemen's club to pay off the debt she owes him. Maya's Life becomes more complicated when she gets entangled with a handsome billionaire, Dalton Black, as he hires her as his personal chef. Maya obliviously captivated Dalton's heart as love blossomed between them. However, in order to fight for her love for Dalton Black, Maya must face the nefarious plans devised by Dalton Black's enemies and those who wish to break them apart. Maya is Dalton's only desire, the light in his grimy world. He would do anything to be with her forever, even though she is a weapon that his enemies plan to use against him.

"You were a mistake," I whispered, my voice trembling. His mouth found my throat. Bit down. "And yet," he murmured, licking the mark, "you're still here." And then his hands shoved my skirt up, his fingers sliding between my thighs— I gasped. "Luca—" "Shhh, baby," he growled, dragging his tongue up my neck, his fingers slipping beneath my panties. "You don’t have to say it. I already know." And when his fingers finally pushed inside me—I forgot how to breathe. Bella wanted a simple internship—just something to build her résumé before graduation. What she got instead was an offer from The Valenci Group, a powerful corporation with ties no one dared to speak of. She never questioned why their CEO, Luca Valencia, had an entire floor of security or why his name made people whisper. Until she found out who he really was. Her brother wasn’t just against him—he was hunting him. Luca was the head of a powerful crime family, a man responsible for the kind of power plays that left blood on the streets. And yet… the way he touched her didn’t feel like destruction. It felt like possession. Now, she’s caught in the crossfire between her heart and loyalty to family. One wrong move, and she loses everything.

In the cruel world of Ranas, normal people are considered nothing more than trash. Blaze is also one of those trash. He and his mother has been treated like animals by his loser 'superhero' stepfather. But then everything changes when the SYSTEM gives Blaze a mission to kill him in exchange for superpower. Blaze does not hesitate. Short-form: Kill him. Kill her. Kill them all. Kill for powers.

Earth, thousands of years after the apocalypse. A boy with amnesia woke up in the middle of the Dregs, the worst part of Crimson Fungus City. The boy grows up and manages to become strong enough to pass an exam for one of the most prestigious jobs in existence, a Zephyx Extractor, someone that can harvest the powers of Specters. Zephyx Extractors have the power to travel kilometers in seconds, read minds, and destroy mountains. In this oppressive world, they are the only ones who can change their destiny. Sadly, the boy had already gained a power from a Specter in the past, which made him ineligible for the position. His dream was dead. Or was it? Join my Discord: https://discord.gg/EfePH46Aru If my patreon gets more than 1000€ per month, I will increase the word count of my chapters! Join my Patreon: patreon.com/user?u=27791050

“Oww…” I winced, lifting my throbbing head before glancing around and as expected the lab was in chaos. There was glass shattered everywhere, sparks fleeing from one place to another and the acrid scent of burning chemicals filled the air. Flames licked at the countertops, but what made my stomach drop was the gas spilling from a ruptured pipe. Crap. No one needed to tell me. I already knew it was toxic. The faint greenish tinge to the air, the sharp sting in my nose. It was more than toxic….it was deadly. And spreading fast and I couldn’t help but wonder what would have caused such an explosion. I tried to push myself up, but pain shot through my ankle, forcing me back down. I bit back a scream. “Dammit!” I cursed. That’s when I saw him. Liam. He was standing near the exit, scanning the chaos with an unnerving calmness and it was obvious he hadn’t seen me yet. Why the hell did he always have to be everywhere? He was already annoying enough. Ugh. I held back an eye roll. I tried my best to get up again but it was completely useless. I had sprained my ankle and there was no one around to help me…except him of course. Even if I wanted to yell for help, I’m sure the students left would be running towards the exit by now. So I didn’t have a choice but to ask him for help…apparently my only other option was dying and I couldn’t afford that. “Liam!” I choked out, coughing against the gas as it seeped closer. His head snapped in my direction. His eyes locked on mine, and for a moment, I thought he’d help. Instead, his expression hardened. He turned toward the door, ready to leave. God. He really was an asshole. “Wait!” I shouted, my voice cracking. “Help me! Please!” He paused, barely glancing over his shoulder. “I’m sorry, do I know you?” His voice was cold, detached and heavy with sarcasm. I gritted my teeth. My head throbbed, and the gas was making my vision blur, but I forced the words out. “We have classes together. Or have you forgotten the girl who was paired up with you in chemistry today…and do you even need to know someone to help them out?” I snapped. His gaze lingered on me for another second before he turned to leave and then I knew I had no choice. “If you don’t help me, I’ll tell everyone your secret.” My words made him turn. His dark eyes narrowed as he strode closer, towering over me. I had been holding it in for too long. It was high time I let it out. “My secret?” His tone was mocking. “Your fall must’ve really messed with your head, four eyes. Now you think a bluff is going to make me help you?” “It’s not a bluff,” I snapped, coughing violently. “I know who you really are, Alex.” His entire body stiffened. “Care to repeat that?” His voice was low, dangerous. I sucked in a shaky breath, the gas burning my lungs. “I know this identity of yours is just a cover, Alex Bronson.” I drawled. “So if you know what’s good for you, stop questioning me like a fool and help me dammit.” ~~~~~~~~ Eleanor is a 23-year old woman who was involved in a car accident on her way to her interview. Unfortunately she doesn't make it and assumes she's going to find herself in the afterlife but instead finds herself in the body of a college student named Theodora. And this college student happens to be a side character in one of the books she read in her past life. Having found herself in this body, she decides to find out why she's there and try to return to her old world. On her quest for answers she realizes she has to play her part as Theadora in this world which however lands her in a lot of problems.

"Take her," the dangerous man orders casually, like I'm the most boring little human he's ever encountered in his life. "I said stay the fuck away!" I yell at him this time, causing him to tilt his head in amusement. "A little girl like you shouldn't be swearing at your elders. It's bad habit. Your daddy should have taught you better." Hold on. My daddy. And if I heard correctly the first time, the other man had mentioned something about 'daughter' and 'grown woman'. Shit! What's going on? This must be Darius Hunter! And how do they know about my existence!? Oh no! My father! Have they taken him? Have they hurt him? "Darius... Hunter?" I stutter in sheer terror, the dangerous man tensing as I mention his name. "You know my name. I don't know if I should be impressed or disappointed," Darius chuckles, amusement seeping into his tone. "Errrm... I... Where's my father...?" My demand sounds more like a plea, my voice shuddering in painful anticipation. "Waiting for you at my place. He said we should come get you. I didn't expect you to be old enough to beat up my man. I am definitely impressed, and your value, my dear, has just gone up." --------------------------- Allison, a confined young woman who finds solace in books and writing, is thrust into a world of danger and deceit when her father, Frank, a reformed gambler turned priest, sells her to Darius Hunter, the infamous "Devil of California," to settle an old debt. Darius tries everything possible to break Allison for his pleasure, promising himself not to touch her innocence. Yet, as Allison navigates the treacherous waters of her new life, she discovers hidden strengths, forms unexpected bonds, and unravels the dark secrets of her family’s past. Amidst turmoil and passion, Allison and Darius find themselves entangled in a powerful and transformative love story, punctuated by shocking twists and turns.

Emily Wrigley’s life takes a dark turn when her older brother, Everett Marshal, pulls her out of a nightclub and locks her away in his private villa. What was meant to be a lesson in discipline soon spirals into something much more dangerous. Everett has spent years suppressing his forbidden desires, but being close to Emily shatters his self-control. His love for her is obsessive, possessive, and unrelenting. With Emily bound by golden chains, she is forced to confront a horrifying truth—her own brother sees her as something more than family. Struggling against his control, Emily fights for her freedom while trying to understand Everett’s true intentions. But with his wealth, power, and unwavering obsession, escaping him may not be so easy. Is this love, or is it captivity? And will Emily find a way to break free before she loses herself completely?

Kane staggered through the smoldering ruins of his kingdom, his vision swimming with blood and sweat. Every muscle screamed in protest, every step faltered, but the pain was a distant echo compared to the void in his chest. The imperial prince had razed it all—the palace, the people, everything Kane had ever known. His father’s stern voice, his mother’s gentle touch, the warriors who had once sworn to protect them—all silenced, their dying cries still ringing in his ears. But there was one person he couldn’t let go of. “Julia…” His voice rasped, barely audible over the crackling flames. His heart thudded unevenly as he lurched across the battlefield, the air thick with the stench of death. His sister had been his beacon in this crumbling world, the only one who saw strength in him despite his failings. He clung to a fragile hope that she might still be alive. That hope shattered when he found her. By the lake’s edge, where the water mirrored the flickering flames, Julia lay motionless on the cold earth. Kane’s breath caught, his legs giving out as he dropped to his knees beside her. Her golden hair, once radiant, was tangled with dirt and blood. Her pale skin was marred with bruises, her body exposed—stripped of the dignity she’d carried so effortlessly in life. The imperial prince hadn’t just taken her life; he’d handed her to his soldiers like a trophy, a final cruelty that twisted Kane’s grief into rage. “No… no…” His voice cracked, tears spilling down his ash-streaked face. With trembling hands, he tore off his own tattered shirt—the last remnant of the prince he’d once been. It wasn’t much, but he couldn’t leave her like this. Gently, he draped the fabric over her fragile form, shielding her from the world that had betrayed her. His fingers lingered on the cloth, as if he could somehow give her back the peace she deserved. “I’m sorry, Julia,” he whispered, his throat tight with sobs. “I wasn’t strong enough to protect you…” Guilt gnawed at him, sharper than the wounds seeping through his torn clothes. He had failed her, failed them all—his family, his kingdom, himself. What was left for him now? Ignoring the fire in his limbs, Kane clawed at the dirt with his bare hands, digging a shallow grave. Each handful of earth sent jolts of pain through his battered body, but he welcomed it. She deserved more than this—a proper burial, a monument—but this was all he could offer. As he laid her inside and covered her with soil, his vision blurred, his strength fading. His injuries were too deep, the vial of salve in his pocket too meager to save him. It could dull the pain, perhaps, but he didn’t want that. He didn’t deserve it. When the grave was finished, Kane collapsed beside it, his chest heaving with shallow breaths. Death hovered close, and he was ready to let it take him. Then, a glint of gold caught his eye. Something plumm

In the opulent, desire-drenched city of Luxuria, where every whim is a weapon, Aether just wants to blend in. But fate, as it often does, has other plans. He discovers a forbidden power—the ability to manipulate the very "System of Desire" that fuels Luxuria's decadent society. Suddenly, he's not just an observer, but a player in a deadly game of noble house politics, seductive courtesans, and ruthless power brokers. But the System isn't just a tool; it's a sentient entity with dark secrets, and Aether's power is a dangerous key. As he uncovers the truth, he's forced to choose: hide and survive, or ignite a rebellion that could tear Luxuria apart. From the glittering spires of Luxuria to the scorching sands of a tribal desert, the intricate clockwork cities of Automata, and the mystical depths of the Whispering Woods, Aether's journey will take him through worlds where desire takes on horrifying new forms. Each world holds a piece of the System's puzzle, and Aether's power grows with each revelation. Can he master the System of Desires before it consumes him? Or will his power become the ultimate weapon in a cosmic battle for control? Dive into a sprawling fantasy epic where desire is power, and one man's journey will reshape the fate of worlds.

For as long as Reon could remember, his life had been a monotonous cycle of solitude. A loner to the core, he buried himself in his studies and part-time jobs just to get by. No family. No friends. No joy. No sorrow. Just an empty existence. But fate had other plans. Reon suddenly found himself transmigrated into the world of a novel he had read, all because of a complaint about the Protagonist. However, he wasn’t reborn as the protagonist, a powerful supporting character or even a notable figure. No, fate had saddled him with the most pitiful role imaginable: A Villain! No, he wasn’t the villain who sparked fear to everyone or the rival who challenged the protagonist’s growth. No, he was that guy—the one who gets a single line of dialogue before being obliterated, his only purpose to highlight the hero’s strength. The kind of character readers would roll their eyes at and skip over without a second thought. Yes, he had become that kind of background character—cannon fodder, a disposable pawn, a nameless lackey serving under a third-rate villain! The worst kind of cliché—a spineless dog for a spoiled young master from a powerful family, wagging his tail at every order. The one whose destiny was to be manipulated and die a dog's death long before the main story even began. How could fate be so cruel? So petty?! But Reon wasn’t about to accept this. Not again. This time he wasn’t the Reon who had wasted away his first life. A world once confined to the pages of a novel had become his reality—a realm where strength commands respect, and the weak are trampled underfoot like insignificant ants. If this world wanted him to live like a dog and die like a stepping stone, it was dead wrong. This time, Reon resolved to live life to the fullest—to fight, to laugh, to love, to revel in the chaos of this fantasy world filled with magic, swords, and cultivation. No one would stop him from seizing his happiness. Not Fate. Not the so-called Protagonists. Not even Heaven itself. And if anyone dared to stand in his way? He would break the rules, exploit the extras, manipulate the main characters, and twist the very fabric of the story to serve his own ends. He would plunder the opportunities meant for the protagonist, destroy threats before they could rise, and rewrite his destiny with his own hands—whatever it took to carve out his path to survive. Would the main characters suffer? Who cares? Would the story change? Even better. This time, he would live without regrets. A glass of wine in one hand, a woman in the other, and unshakable strength beneath his feet. That was the plan… until the system arrived. . . . [Ding! The Host has awakened the Heaven Plundering System! If the host wishes to survive in this world, he must kill Heaven’s Child.] . . . WHAAT! . . . --------------------WARNING------------------- . . . . If you prefer a dense, shy, beta, submissive protagonist, then this novel is not for you. Here, the main character will be Domineering, Ruthless, Calm, Intelligent, Cunning, and Alpha-type—caring only for his loved ones while remaining cold toward the rest of the world. Additionally, female leads will be Strong, Intelligent, and Loyal—not merely waiting for the main character to come and rescue them like a fairytale prince. The harem in this story will be large, with each member being capable and equally important to the plot. Every character will have their own significance and development, contributing meaningfully to the story. . . . NO NTR!! NO YURI!! NO FUTA!! NO YAOI!! . . . [There will be smut scenes in later chapters, it will be marked as (R-18) beside the headline. Minors, please exercise caution.] . . . °°°°The story will unfold at a slower pace, so I encourage fellow Daoists to be patient and support me on this journey. If you have any suggestions or ideas, feel free to share them in the comments. I will consider adding them if I find them truly good.°°°°

Power. Control. Discipline. Peter Alexander built his empire on these principles, becoming the second wealthiest man in the world. Cold, ruthless, and dangerously untouchable, he has no patience for weakness—especially not the kind that comes from desire. Then she walks into his life. Naarah, a breathtaking beauty with an innocent heart, unknowingly steps into Peter’s world when she interrupts a high-stakes business meeting, challenging him in front of his board. Bold, unaware of the dangers surrounding her, she defies him without hesitation. And for the first time in years, Peter feels something stir—something dangerous, something forbidden. But he’s not the only one who notices her. His greatest rival, the world’s richest and most merciless man, sets his sights on Naarah, mistaking lust for love and believing she belongs to him. Deception, manipulation, and a deadly obsession pull her deeper into a world she doesn’t understand. And when she begins to mistake her confusion for feelings toward the wrong man, the stakes rise even higher. Peter watches, his patience wearing thin, his control slipping. She should fear him—he’s a man who takes what he wants. Yet, she challenges him at every turn, awakening a hunger he can no longer ignore. But when his rival crosses the line, threatening to steal everything, Peter will stop at nothing to protect the woman he can no longer deny belongs to him. In a battle of power, passion, and possession, can Naarah resist the dark allure of the billionaire who wants to claim her? And when desire turns to something deeper, will Peter allow himself to surrender to the only thing he’s ever feared—love?

Kael wakes up in an unknown world, moments away from being sacrificed. With no way to understand his situation, one thing becomes clear—he is no longer just human. He carries the soul of the God of Desire, a being feared and hated across the land. Faced with death, morality becomes a luxury he can’t afford. To survive, he must embrace the power within him, no matter what it takes. Whether it leads him to greatness or ruin, he will carve his own path in this unforgiving world. Every being is a slave to something, and desire rules over most.

"Bloodbound Desire" is a dark paranormal romance where Evelyn becomes entangled in a deadly love triangle between two powerful vampire brothers—Ronan the protective yet tormented soul, and Damien, the dangerously seductive rebel. As secrets unravel, Evelyn discovers her blood holds the key to an ancient prophecy that could either save or doom them all. Torn between love, betrayal, and destiny, she must choose before darkness consumes them.

Along time ago there were scientist working on a project when everything failed its created A huge explosion everyone almost died some of the scientist or people died from the explosion there are some survivors in Japan

A serial killer falls in love - but how long will it last?

A world where constellations were the seven deadly sins, devils lurked in the dark to lure one into their traps, and monsters and spectres ran rampant—that was the definition of Brahmasila—a world where even thoughts and dreams might potentially kill you. Darkness devours you, and brightness burns you. To survive here, people must follow two rules: they must not go outside at night, and they must not dream. However, not everyone is subjected to these rules. Weavers, an elite group of people who form alignment with the Star network and fought in the Star realm against these constellations. They collect star fragments and obtain legacies in them to protect those below the walking world. However, time changed quickly. The protectors, once humanity considered above gods, turned to horrors actual horror would shy away from. Dimitri, an orphan living in Snegovya, works at a mine to make ends meet. He waits for the day he will form an alignment, but when it finally happens, what awaits him is horrors beyond human cognition. [Alignment: Endless death] [Every death of yours will become your power. More unique and gruesome the cause, better the power.] However, he is not a normal human. He is probably more dangerous than all the horrors combined. After all, who could win against someone who never actually dies and returns with the power they kept hidden as their trump card?

In a world taken over by darkness, a blue moon hangs in the sky, in the night vicious calamites roam the earth in search of victims to feast on. Luca a hardworking but untalented magician tries his utmost to find peace in this world of suffering through slaughter. Will his unrelenting thirst for slaughter lead him astray and insane or grant him the peace he's been seeking ever since that fateful day in his childhood?

Prologue – His Darkest Desire Power. Wealth. Control. Ethan Sinclair had it all—except the one thing he never thought he’d crave. She was nothing, a mere housekeeper in his world of opulence. Yet, something about her quiet defiance, the way she never cowered before his ruthless nature, ignited an obsession he couldn’t shake. Desire twisted into need. Need into madness. And when he finally decided she would be his, the shadows of his past rose to claim them both. Because in his world, love wasn’t a fairytale. It was a battlefield. And he never lost.

Cradled by self-ness, a new-born God came forth. The god, perceived as a phantom, wept as tears dripped across the waters. Thus came about its phantom heart. The weeping spirit, a solitary, god that could create anything with its right mind. However, there lay a message that told it one thing; Kill the Light. An unease built inside its heart. A dead thing, not even an echo that reached any god, nor creature alive. If not, then what was the God meant for? What else was needed of him? Thus, he wandered, days upon days, until he met a single, decrepit woman. The first contact he had since over a thousand years. -------- Discord: discord.gg/7NcJYeTUbV