The darkness slowly brightened, and before the ground was a wounded soul, lying somewhat peacefully, floating in the void.His skin looked torn apart, more like it was joined together by some glue. His eyes flipped open and he stood up sharply, and fear enveloped him immediately. He scanned the area, noticing he wasn't standing on anything, just floating in an empty void. His heart raced hard against the slow-moving objects here, and everything seemed blurry before him.“How am I alive?” He asked himself, his face pale. “I'm supposed to be dead, right?”He took a careful look at himself and his face twisted into disgust. He just realised he looked like some pieces of bones glued together.“Where am I?” He screamed loudly into the void, but all he got was echoes from the emptiness. “Where am I?” He was unrelenting and still screamed, hoping maybe someone, maybe someone else, trapped in this hell as it seemed may reach out.“Hello?!” “Anyone here! Where am I?!”He wiggled himself, st

6 months later The morning sun was radiant and glowing on his skin. Standing outside was Kael, stronger and better than before. His skin was tough like that of a lion and his hunger for revenge burned like a gas flame. His moves on the field were ecstatic, more like he was guided by the earth, and each swing carried grit.His eyes were hot red as he whispered the words of the shadow magic softly. The leaves rustled softly as Lady Morrigan moved graciously on the soft grass with a bright smile on her lips.“My warrior,” she chuckled softly and swung her hand quickly. A magical essence, accompanied by an ethereal white beam, blinded him, and his scythe left his hand, and he flew like the wind and dropped to the ground.He groaned softly, but she floated in the air and approached him, her face etched with concern. Her hands reached for his shoulder and caressed him softly.“You're doing great,” she commended and pulled him back to his feet. “But you still need to work on your defence.”

For days, he had been searching the underworld for the perfect person in the crime zone to handle this case for him. He has gotten books from the family archive, and they were lyingon the bed wide open as he ran his eyes through them.But one name was prominent in all of them.“Elira Nightshade…”Just then, the door flung open and his mom stormed in.“Did I just hear Elira Nightshade…” she queried, her face stern.“Uhm.” She quickly rushed over, took a look at the books, and turned to him coldly.“You've been studying about the Nightshades?” She raised an eyebrow.“Uhm…I…”She took a seat beside him now and stared. “It's just a little research mom, nothing serious. And besides, if you had told me about them when I asked you before, I wouldn't be studying about them.”She stared at him coldly and a sigh escaped her lips.“Alright, drop those books. They'll mislead you, I'll tell you about them, but one condition?”He smiled warmly and nodded.“You'll stop obsessing about them!”“Sure

“Kael, how are you alive?” He choked, his voice pale.Kael’s fist tightened, and the magical grip on Joran's neck tightened too, leaving him gasping for breath and begging for mercy. The air around him now felt heavy with guilt and it still felt surreal, seeing Kael alive.“But how?”He was still in shock, and not just that, wondering how Kael had suddenly grown stronger than him. “Who ordered the hit?!” He didn't hesitate another second and went straight ahead to the matter on the ground.But Joran tried to evade the questions, using silly gestures that he couldn't speak and Kael finally let go.The sound of his thudding and the vibration of the ground disturbed the peace of the night, followed by the release of energy he threw immediately at Kael. But with a finger snap, it vanished, and Joran's eyes widened.He immediately dropped to his feet as Kael advanced now, screaming and begging for mercy.The power imbalance between them was now clear. Kael was no longer the poor warrior b

Elira's eyes widened as Kael stood up again, the shadow magic burning like flames on his bare body. He turned sharply and stared at the warrior. With a finger snap, he vanished into thin air.The rest were stunned, folding their arms in confusion and pure ecstasy. However, with a warm smile, he turned to Elira, whose breath shuddered now.“Let's go.” He said, his voice firm and fearless.Together, they loved slowly, walking as if they owned the palace and the darkness consumed the whole place, this time, thicker and stronger.“Where is the library?” He asked Elira. She scanned the area softly and pointed to the left.Just then, a soft whiz passed through them, it was a blade…Joran's blade and Elira's eyes widened. They narrowly escaped, but Kael remained calm and drew the sword back to himself with shadow magic, and it burned like mere metal, which he added to his scythe.Elira, this time, froze at such immense power; she was dazed at how a shadow warrior could destroy the sword of a