Scar
In the dark fantasy novel 'Scar', warrior Marco Valenti must confront his troubled past and the evil sorceress Ruby, Scar former lover, who seeks to destroy him and dominate their world. To defeat her, Marco must undergo ancient trials that test his ability, power , soul, and many more forcing him to confront his inner demons and the source of Ruby's power over him. But as he battles Ruby, a new villain emerges: Malakai, Lord of Shadows, who threatens to destroy everything Marco holds dear – and Marco must choose between embracing his darkness or saving his world.
With the help of his friends Sophia, Caleb, Maya, Ava, and Nana, Marco navigates treacherous landscapes, battles fearsome creatures, and unravels ancient mysteries to claim his destiny. But as the final battle approaches, Marco realizes that his greatest enemy may not be Ruby or Malakai, but himself – and the darkness that has haunted him since scar became a part of him . Will he find a way to overcome his scars and save his world, or will the darkness consume him forever?
Read
Chapter: The Fourth Fragment’s Trail The void pulsed with a sinister rhythm, every beat echoing like a drum of inevitability. Marco felt the fragments against his chest, their combined light now blazing, guiding him to the next step—but the path was not just ahead; it was within.As he stepped forward, the shadows thickened, condensing into shapes that were both familiar and terrifying. Malakai’s voice, silky and venomous, flowed through the void.“Ah… Marco Valenti,” he said, voice low and mocking. “You’ve come so far… and yet, do you truly believe you can claim what is mine? That you can reach her before I consume what remains?”Marco’s grip on the fragments tightened. “She’s not yours! She’s not gone!”A wave of darkness surged at him, crushing his chest with its weight. Shapes formed—walls of memories, warped and twisted. He saw Sophia again, her face pale and frightened, reaching for him. But Malakai’s shadow coiled around her, gripping, dragging, twisting the scene into a nightmare.Marco staggered, almost fa
Last Updated: 2025-12-05
Chapter: A glimpse of the Fourth Fragment The void had grown colder.Not just the absence of warmth, but the absence of hope, light, and certainty. Every step Marco took carried a weight heavier than stone, as if the void itself measured the cost of his mission and found it wanting.The third fragment hummed against his chest, its white light fading slightly but still pulsing in time with his heartbeat. Its glow illuminated the path ahead, jagged and treacherous, a bridge of fractured stone stretching over an abyss of endless black.He forced one foot forward, then another.A whisper slithered across the void, soft but unmistakable. “Marco Valenti…”His pulse spiked. The voice was everywhere at once, soft, menacing and familiar.Malakai.The shadow coiled around him, twisting the light of the fragments into serpents of dark energy that hissed and lunged for his mind.“Did you really think it would be that easy?” the voice said. “Did you really think that collecting fragments would bring her back without cost?”Marco’s ja
Last Updated: 2025-12-05
Chapter: the Third Fragment The void shifted around Marco, the bleak darkness folding inward, stretching, reshaping into something new.After Malakai’s retreat, silence settled—an unnerving quiet that felt less like peace and more like the world holding its breath.Marco exhaled shakily, one hand pressed to his chest where the second fragment still glowed faintly beneath his ribs. The warmth it gave him was a modest comfort, a reminder that he had won a small victory. But fragments were not resurrected and the path ahead was growing darker.He moved forward.The ground beneath him changed from shadow to hardened, glassy stone. Veins of pale blue light slid through the surface, pulsing slowly like the heartbeat of something ancient. The air thinned, cold and sharp. The third realm of the Shadowfold was waking, aware of him, sensing the foreign light he carried.He forced his steps to stay steady.“You can do this,” Marco whispered to himself. “For Sophia.”The thought steadied him more than the fragment’s ligh
Last Updated: 2025-12-05
Chapter: hope in hidden places The glow of the second fragment still burned faintly in Marco’s chest, a white-hot pulse that both steadied and shattered him.The Shadowfold had retreated for now, curling into distant corners like a wounded beast, but he knew it would not stay down for long.And he was not alone.A ripple in the darkness shifted his attention. The void itself trembled, the black mist convulsing as if inhaling sharply.Then he felt it.A presence cold and familiar, dragging against the edges of his consciousness, probing, testing.Malakai.Marco’s stomach dropped, and his hands tightened around the fragment.“Not now,” he whispered. “I don’t have time for this, I don't have time for your mind games and tricks.”But the Shadowfold was his conduit, and in this place, there was no escape.A shape emerged from the darkness, Tall, Lean, draped in shadows that seemed to writhe like serpents. Malakai’s eyes—sharp, merciless, and impossibly dark—pierced Marco like twin blades.“You’re persistent,” Malakai
Last Updated: 2025-11-30
Chapter: the second fragment The Shadowfold shifted around Marco as he pressed forward.The darkness was no longer passive, It pulsed, like a living heart with uneven beats, echoing against the walls of his mind.Every step carried weight—the memory of Sophia, her laughter, her hope, a fragile thread guiding him deeper into the void.And yet, he could feel the presence of the second fragment before he even saw it.It was closer.He could sense it, a tug at the edge of his consciousness , a whisper of warmth hidden beneath the cold, relentless shadow.But as he reached for it, the Shadowfold reacted.The darkness thickened, Shapes emerged.This time, not illusions or masks—but memories.The floor beneath him became cobblestone streets, familiar yet fractured.Houses loomed with missing walls.Children played—but their faces melted into ash as he watched.And there, standing on a burned-out doorstep…Sophia.She smiled at him, small and warm, reaching for his hand.“Marco, please don't come , why are you here?” she
Last Updated: 2025-11-30
Chapter: The Shadowfold Darkness filled the air , Not absence of light—no.This was darkness that touched back, that breathed, that noticed , that felt.Marco felt it immediately: the pull.Like invisible threads hooking into his nerves, tugging gently, testing him.The Shadowfold did not welcome intruders.It studied them.Marco took a step forward.The ground… was not ground, maybe something of imagination, It flexed like soft leather, sinking slightly beneath his weight.He forced his voice steady.“Sophia… I’m here.”No echo replied.Sound behaved strangely here—swallowed by the void.He kept walking.At first Marco simply felt cold, Then he began to feel… forgetting.It started small , little by little he lost himself.He tried to recall the scent of the Mountain air—sharp with ice and old stone.But it slipped away.He tried to remember the color of Aria’s eyes — Gone, he couldn’t remember. He tried to see Sophia’s face — and for a heartbeat, he couldn’t , why couldn't he remember.Panic flared.No—no
Last Updated: 2025-11-24
