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Pure Vessel Hollow Knight

The hollow ones

Forensic psychologist Eleanor "Ellie" Grayson is called to evaluate Jonas Blackwood, the sole survivor of a gruesome massacre linked to an occult ritual. Jonas exhibits disturbing behavior—his eyes empty, his voice shifting, and his words cryptic: “We are many. We are hollow.” At first, Ellie assumes he’s suffering from severe psychological trauma, but when a wave of unexplained violence spreads through the psychiatric hospital where he’s held, she realizes something far more sinister is at play. As Ellie investigates, she uncovers a chilling legend—The Hollow Ones. Once human, these beings have been emptied of all emotions, desires, and identities, becoming vessels for an ancient, unknowable force. The more people they consume, the stronger their presence in the world. And the more Ellie learns about them, the more they take notice of her. Soon, she begins experiencing eerie symptoms—her reflection lags in mirrors, she hears voices whispering from the shadows, and she feels her emotions dulling as if something is siphoning her very soul. Desperate for answers, she joins forces with Dr. Alistair Kincaid, an occult historian who warns that once someone is marked by the Hollow Ones, the process of hollowing out is nearly unstoppable. As Ellie fights to retain her sense of self, she discovers that Jonas Blackwood’s excavation of an ancient burial site may have unleashed the Hollow Ones once more. The entities do not kill—they spread, infecting the minds and bodies of the living, transforming them into soulless husks. Now, Ellie must race against time to stop the spread before she loses herself completely. But how do you fight something that is already inside you? And if the price of survival means sacrificing a part of her humanity, is she willing to pay it? In a chilling blend of supernatural horror and psychological suspense, The Hollow Ones is a terrifying exploration of identity, possession, and the creeping fear of losing what makes us human.
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Vessel of Shadows

After losing everything, Daron Lamb is consumed by grief and guilt, until he's recruited by the Special Magic Force, an elite unit protecting the balance between magical and non-magical worlds. Together, they uncover a secret organization determined to free the God of Chaos, a force sealed away to protect humanity. As Daron investigates, he uncovers a chilling link between the group and his tragic past. Driven by revenge, he joins forces with his new allies to stop them. But as the truth behind the organization’s motives begins to surface, Daron is forced to confront a disturbing possibility: freeing the God of Chaos, though orchestrated by his enemies, might not bring the destruction he's been led to believe. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Daron's gaze drifted downward to his chest. Below, the stark contrast of a faint blue light against his white skin caught his eye—a soft glow emanating from his own chest. It softly pulsed, a gentle luminescence that ebbed and flowed with the rhythm of his own heartbeat. Baffled, he just sat there for a few moments, observing. As his fingers touched the source of light, he was surprised to find that everything felt normal, as if it had always been this way. It was like nothing had changed at all. Daron's eyes widened in disbelief when he noticed a strange black liquid seeping into the wounds on his chest—a substance like ink, flowing from within him. It moved with purpose, filling the gaps left by the fat butcher and stanching the flow of blood that had painted his skin red. "By the gods," he gasped, the sight both unsettling and miraculous. The black liquid quickly solidified, forming scars as black as the night sky. His eyes remained fixed on the eerie scene, his breath steadying to a normal rhythm. He was a magician now… it felt strange. He didn't feel particularly different. Sure, a mysterious substance had just mended his broken skin, but other than that, he didn't feel like he could do anything… new, anything special. He stretched out his hand, trying to summon a sharp wind to cut down his shackles. Nothing happened. Next, a flame, to burn down his cell. Nothing happened. “Figures,” he said to himself. “Why would it be easy?” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For news and feedback, feel free to join the Vessel of Shadows Discord: https://discord.gg/dmCYCKNwx7
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