DarkAngel_

In the midst of the void, the place where everything and nothing coexist, he sleeps. Like shining spheres, entire multiverses glow around him, all nothing more than grains of sand in the presence of the one who observes everything. After a creaking sound reaches his mind, his eyes, which have been closed from the beginning, open. Before you, the script means nothing, for regardless of what the one who writes the story desires, destruction is all he craves.



Five weekly chapters: Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and two on Sunday.

For a while, I posted only one chapter a week because I ran into a small issue with the 'language'/'naming' of some creatures in the recent chapters. I wasn’t sure which language to use for their names—and I even considered creating a simple one specifically for that purpose. I gave it a try, but I didn’t like the outcome and eventually gave up.

Well, I hope you enjoy what you're about to read.

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Echoes of Hollow

"And then? It seems they just ignored you, or do you think they didn’t notice?" 


"So what will you do? If they ignored your presence here, it means they don’t care? You don’t need to hide anymore." 


'I’m not sure, but… can I ask you to do something for me?' 


The path leveled into a downward slope with curves and occasional steps of interlocked stones, making the walk easier. On one side, mountains, trees, shrubs, and grass; on the other, a steep drop offering a sweeping view of the land below. Beyond the wind, only deafening silence remained. 


'…I’ll show you my flame,' Samael offered, his tone hesitant. 


"Hmm. And what exactly does that entail?" 


'That boy, the Nephilim. I want you to take me to the being responsible for his existence.' 


"Responsible for his existence…?" Hye frowned. "His parents?" 


'No!' The archangel’s voice sharpened, agitated. After a pause, he continued, 'I don’t mean that… Perhaps a sister. Likely.' 


Chapter 102