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[Your shadow is alive.]

[Feed your shadow, devour souls, level up, gain skills, complete quests, and grow stronger.]

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In the magical world of Aetherus, Damon Grey is the weakest student at Aether Academy, relentlessly bullied and ridiculed for his lack of power and defiant personality. Yet, he endures the torment, clinging to his scholarship—the only thing providing him with the funds to keep his sick sister alive. 

After a brutal attack leaves him near death, Damon encounters a dark viscous entity in the forest that fuses with his shadow, awakening the Living Shadow System. This strange power grants him unimaginable abilities but comes with a grim cost—a relentless hunger for souls and flesh to feed his shadow. 

Now, with his shadow alive and insatiable, Damon faces a terrible choice: feed it to grow stronger or starve it and die with it. 

In a world ruled by ruthless nobles, deadly monsters, and power-hungry demons, Damon must decide if his newfound power is a curse or the only way to survive. With the Living Shadow System, his fate is clear: devour or be devoured.


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My Living Shadow System Devours To Make Me Stronger

Damon leaned against the side of the street stand, watching Sylvia take a bite out of a freshly grilled kebab. The skewered meat, charred at the edges, glistened with oil and spices. She hummed in delight, pressing a hand to her cheek as she chewed.

"Hmmm… what is this meat?" she asked, licking a bit of sauce off her lips.

The street vendor, a scruffy-looking man with a nervous smile, hesitated. He had planned to tell her after she had eaten at least five, but Damon had already slipped him a few zeni to keep his mouth shut.

For the past few minutes, the white-haired elf girl had unknowingly devoured seven different kinds of skewers, savoring each bite without a second thought.

"The spice is unique," she mused, rolling the taste over her tongue. "I like it, but it could be spicier… This would do well with elven spices."

Damon nodded, a small smirk tugging at his lips.

"Those are elven spices… just the cheap kind," he said.

Chapter 200: Hurt Again