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Gungrave Here Comes The Rain

He Comes At Night

He inches closer, a single finger roaming her heated skin. Breath mingling with breath. A loud bang vibrates through the room, so thunderous as if god himself was furious. Slowly he looks up staring out the large glass windows to the backyard, "You have a visitor." His rasps calmly. "Who?" Rose quickly fires, feigning ignorance. She knew well enough who it was. Her nightly visitor has arrived. Surprising, He only visits when she is alone. "One who comes out at night. Lurking in the shadows, in the darkness... just like its intensions." He looks down still leaning on top her, once more pinning her with his intense gaze. "Are you afraid?" His voice dead serious, eyes going back to look outside. And Rose lied, "No." But is it a lie when her fear was never really rooting enough to make her run the other way but instead often getting mixed with exhilaration. "You should be." He leaves her staring wide eyed on the sofa and goes to stand before the glass panes. "It's not happy to see me here. I can see the raging pits of fire in it's gaze. Ready to burn me right where I stand." he chuckled, sounding most sinister, "It definitely wants to rip my innards out." "You should take off your shirt." He suggests casually. "Excuse me?" "Let's see if it riles him up even more to shatter instead of just slamming the windows like a wuss." He rouses under his breath, his excited provocative tone not escaping Rose's attention. What the hell is he up to? "This isn't funny." Rose sputters out, standing up from the couch. "I'm not trying to be." He faces her again, sporting a deadpan face. "Whatever. You think I'm one of your stupid fan girls to take my shirt off just because you want to rile someone up? Besides, there's probably no one outside and you're only making it up to see my boobs like a pervert." His eyes roams her from top to bottom, there was distaste evident in his gaze. "When he comes at night and leaves a little something for you, maybe then you take off your clothes for him... like a slut." Rome stared into her eyes with nothing behind those icy orbs to show for a lack of meaning behind his words. Because he means every single thing he says to her. "Get. Out. Now!" Rose boomed furiously. "Whatever, I was leaving anyway. This has become boring." He walks towards her front door. "Wait. How do you know he comes at night and leaves something?" her eyes narrow. "Because I've seen it before." "You saw him? It is a real guy?" Rose wanted to confirm, for some reason she thought otherwise. "I never said I saw him. I've only seen it happening to someone else." "Whom?" "You don't need to know." He closes off. "Then at least tell me what happened to her? Can I meet this person?" "You can't." Refusing calmly he was almost out the door when Rose pleads against hope. "Please." "You can't because she disappeared." Those were the words that finally did it. Brought her racing heart and buzzing head to a sudden halt. "Never to be seen again." "When he stops visiting, that's when you should be most afraid." His words rang like a siren in the silence of her mind as he left. Now she felt true fear for the first time. == In the embrace of her ancestral town, Rose seeks refuge from the echoes of her past. Little does she know, her return to her roots will awaken dormant shadows, shattering ordinary her existence. For when the darkness falls over the town, from the pitch black rises a shadowy figure that haunt her nights. In the darkness he sweeps her off the ground in terrible fear and the allure of sinister intrigue. And once the sun comes, a man with a god awful attitude, haunts her in the broad day light. Causing her to swell with pure disdain. With each passing night, it draws closer to Rose, casting a chilling spell that both terrifies and exhilarates her. Thrust into a labyrinth of mysteries can she navigate the treacherous path laid before her, or will her nightly visitor consume her whole?
AkumaQuil · 7.9K Views

Shadows in the Crimson Rain

In a land constantly shrouded by crimson-hued rain, a world torn apart by clan warfare and supernatural forces, a trio of warriors bound by an ancient curse embarks on a journey of vengeance, redemption, and self-destruction. Ryoujin, the cunning, emotionless leader, leads his companions Shion and Akira, each marked by the cursed symbol of the Ebon Pact, a pact forged in the blood of the fallen and entwined with the fate of their bloodline. Decades ago, the massacre of Ryoujin's clan by the power-hungry emperor set the world on a path of sorrow, while a forbidden pact between man and spirit granted those left behind supernatural power in exchange for an inescapable cost. Now, the trio has returned, cloaked in darkness and seeking vengeance against the emperor, whose ambition for immortality threatens not only the lives of his enemies but the very fabric of existence itself. As they infiltrate the empire's power structures, their pursuit of justice grows twisted by shadow manipulation, blood magic, and elemental destruction. The three warriors are pushed beyond the limits of mortal strength, with each use of their powers severing a piece of their humanity. But vengeance is only the beginning—beyond personal revenge lies a far more dangerous truth. The emperor seeks to pierce the veil between the living and the dead, to transcend mortality and control life itself, threatening to undo the balance between realms and doom the world to an endless cycle of torment. Ryoujin’s ultimate goal transforms from simple revenge into a dark obsession to unlock the true power of the Ebon Pact. As he seeks to manipulate time and rewrite the past, Ryoujin discovers the cost of tampering with fate is far greater than he could ever imagine. With the land weeping with the souls of the lost, his quest takes a terrifying turn as he is confronted with the choice to either destroy the cycle of suffering or embrace the corruptive power to gain absolute control over destiny, ultimately deciding whether his soul—and the world itself—will be redeemed or consumed in darkness. In this epic tale of revenge, sacrifice, and moral ambiguity, Shadows in the Crimson Rain follows a trio of warriors haunted by their past, bound by an unbreakable pact, and torn between their thirst for vengeance and the haunting consequences of their powers. Will they save the world—or bring it to ruin? Only time—and the choices they make—will tell.
NshedRana · 2.7K Views

What Comes After?

What comes after the end? The inescapable void? A relentless darkness where hope is nothing but a distant memory? Who do you trust when you can’t even trust yourself? When the echoes of your past mistakes haunt every step, and the shadows seem to whisper your deepest fears? I asked myself these questions before and after Z-day. I ask them every waking moment, but the answers never come. They never have, and I don’t think they ever will. In a world stripped of its humanity, where survival is the only law, the truth feels like a luxury we can no longer afford. I know that those left behind are the worst of humanity—the scavengers, the betrayers, the ones who have embraced the darkness. But there are also others who fell at the last minute, those who clung to their last shreds of decency before the end swallowed them whole. Some are burdened with crimes that seem small compared to the horrors that now plague the earth, yet the punishment is the same for us all. The doctrine says that sin is sin, no matter the good intentions behind it. I guess they were right. This world is unforgiving, and it doesn’t care about the reasons that led us here. Do I hate it here? Yes, I do. Every breath I take in this poisoned air is a reminder of what we’ve lost. Do I regret being here? Of course not, because I have a sister to protect. She’s my only tether to what’s left of my humanity, my only reason to keep fighting when everything else has been reduced to ash. My name is Paul Okonkwo, and I will get her safely through this hell on earth, even if it’s the last thing I do. No matter what this broken world throws at us, no matter how deep I have to sink into the darkness, I will be the shield that keeps her safe. Because in the end, that’s all that matters—keeping her alive, keeping her safe, even if it means sacrificing what little is left of myself.
Wisdom_Okolue · 776 Views
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