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Silence Trolls

Abysswalker : LARPing into the shadow

At the dawn of existence, before the universe as we know it came to life, there was only silence. From this silence shadow was born, birthed from the stillness of the outer void. Then came the will of the Creator to bring life into the void. And with a burst of energy shaped Earth and humanity through what we now call the Primordial Eruption, birthing planets and painting existence with infinite possibilities. Alongside this explosion of creation, chaos was born. Light carried life to Earth but chaos seeped into its foundation and twisting the essence of life. For each time the world succumbed to chaos, it turned into a ruined world and regressed to a new dimension yet chaos began tearing them apart one by one. Shadow, the primordial guardian of silence sought to destroy chaos and purge its corruption from existence, but with it means to all dimensions of the earth itself. The Creator cast shadow into a deep slumber beneath the veil of illusion where it could no longer harm chaos and the life intertwined with it. — To restore balance, the mysterious organization Altiris, send participants into these ruined worlds to reignite life and repair the fractures of existence. Meanwhile, the demon realm had to maintained the balance within the Abyss of Illusion to prevent shadow from awaken. Kira, one of the participant that was trapped from a LARP events held by Altiris, finds herself struggling to manage her once given shadow power. Guided by a demon beast named Maerion, her path leads her to Demon King which might hold the key to her survival. Will they find a way to maintain harmony between shadow and chaos?
babysorana · 18K Views

EXPIRED WISH

"Yet, beneath the surface, the atmosphere buzzed with curiosity and mischief, especially with the arrival of the new student. As I stepped into the room, an unsettling silence descended upon the class. Not that I was surprised, it always happened. Silence was my domain. I thrived in it. The stillness, the absence of sound, felt like home. It was where I belonged, where I could let the emptiness within me expand and consume. Actually I loved it. Silence wasn't just my preference.. it's a necessity. It's where I liked to dwell it's where everything turns black and you'll just drench in it and fill my empty void of darkness, to please my hungry sides and calm my spirits, to veil the memories i couldn't erase. I've always been left in the dark in every area and rather than being lost in it. I find peace, everything went dark when my Mother's death occurred, when my innocence was ruined and forgotten, when my dad abandoned me to life, i gave up all of it. The world has taken everything from me, I was the definition of empty valuless barrel and in return I had taken my darkness as my solace, I had embraced it and let it sleep in every corner of my existence, i chose a new part to make everyone pay, to gracefully take what's not mine, to mark it, claim it, to take joy, hopes and liv----- "Class, please welcome Alaric Damian. He'll be joining us and studying with you all from today." a voice echoed beside me. +_+ What was that? I reached out and grabbed a glowing diamond amulet, its brilliance cutting through the darkness of the mysterious room I suddenly found myself in. As my fingers closed around it, the ground beneath me began to crack and crumble. Before I could react, the entire room collapsed into nothingness. Now, I was standing on the edge of an impossibly large staircase suspended in the clouds. I could barely tell up from down, the fog around me so dense it was disorienting. But as I looked ahead, my eyes caught something: the stairs behind me disappeared with each step I took forward. There was no going back. +_+ "You're interesting.., you talk a lot for someone ....your size... but at least you.... smell nice," he remarked. I blinked, unsure how to respond. He was showing no expression or emotions...what kind of being is this..why would you just say that out of the blue. "What!?" I gawked at him, my mind struggling to process whether it was an insult or a compliment.... +_+ Two different worlds collide; Will it destroy or become one?.... will it be advantageous or disadvantageous?.... Will there be peace or war?... Two side are missing!.... Is it really meant to be?... Don't leave your curiosity hanging, and drench in the chapters with me...
Eva_line · 3.2K Views

Incarnation of Lord Vishnu

At the foot of Mount Mandala, where the morning mist dances with the whisper of the wind, the village of Tirta Suci stands in sacred silence. The clear river sparkles like glass, reflecting the shadows of the mountains, while the dense forest surrounding it whispers ancient tales of the gods. In this place, time feels like it slows down, as if the earth itself has stopped breathing, waiting for something great to happen. Arya, a simple young man with eyes as sharp as stars, seemed lost in his dreams. Every night he was haunted by visions: a burning battlefield, a golden chakra spinning in his hand, and a grand voice whispering, "Arise, O protector of the world." However, when he woke up, only silence answered. On the back of his hand, a chakra-shaped birthmark glowed faintly, as if it were a reminder of an unavoidable destiny. On the other hand, Laksmi, the village chief's daughter, looked at Arya with eyes that radiated more than just admiration. There was a conviction within her that the seemingly fragile young man harbored a strength capable of shaking the world. He knew that Arya's destiny was greater than what met the eye. With her gentle smile, Laksmi often said, "You were not born to hide, Arya. The world needs you." However, the peace of Tirta Suci Village did not last long. The blue sky turned gray as a dark shadow emerged from the forest. The Raksaka forces, with glowing red eyes and blood-soaked tridents, stormed the village mercilessly. The ground trembled, trees fell, and the screams of the villagers shattered the silence. Amidst the chaos, Arya stood, his body trembling, but in his eyes shone something different a spark of courage he had never realized before. As he raised his hand, the chakra mark on his back emitted a blinding light. In an instant, a golden beam shot forth, destroying the shadow army in front of him. Everyone fell silent, including Arya himself. He stared at his hand, which was now glowing, as if a great power was flowing through his veins. Laksmi whispered, almost inaudible amidst the roar: "You are the incarnation of Lord Vishnu." Amidst the blackened ashes and the gloomy sky, Arya knew his life would never be the same again.
Oyex_Sabiansyah · 8.5K Views
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