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Goosebumps raised throughout my body at the sight of my own hand. Claws replaced my nails and my normally clean hand was now covered in pure white fur. I frantically crawled around the hut to look for a mirror in spite of the vigorously flowing power making my steps heavy. Muddleheaded, I moved to the end of the room and found a large mirror before me. The view in the mirror was one that I could not believe.

What is happening to me? What even is going on?! 

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Cassiel, an omnipotent Omega who has yet to discover the hidden truth behind his abilities and power, finds himself trapped in a series of eerie dreams and unanswered questions. To put an end to his disquieted feelings, he is led on to a journey unnerved, where he finds himself captivated by the beauty of the Mighty Black Wolf.

The Moon's Mighty Alpha

Just when it seemed that the tumultuous events were subsiding, Gotham's attention abruptly shifted. His gaze locked onto a figure sprinting toward him, a sharp object gleaming in the intruder's hand.

"HAHAHAH! You have not been rusty, I presume!" The voice that rang out held a mixture of familiarity and taunting humour, causing Gotham to pause in his tracks.

"How did you pass the array?" Gotham demanded, his tone sharp with a blend of disbelief and suspicion. The sudden appearance of this figure, armed and seemingly unimpeded by the barriers in place, created a new layer of intrigue and uncertainty in an already chaotic situation.

"You see, the so-called Dark Lord can do more than just break some stupid array!" Valadmir's retort brimmed with confidence, his voice carrying a tone of superiority that cut through the air.

So-called Dark Lord? (Part Two)