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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

The Duhu Mountain path was quiet in the daytime, save for the occasional sounds of forest critters. For the first half of their journey, the group remained unusually silent, expecting to encounter something horrible, something terrifying. But instead, the mountain forest was… normal.

In fact, it was more than normal—it was serene. The early morning fog had lifted, revealing a peaceful landscape bathed in soft daylight. The path was clear, the air crisp, and everything felt almost too perfect.

The group adhered strictly to the many rules Damon had laid out. They didn't look into the tree lines. They didn't whistle or sing. They stayed on the path, never once straying.

"This… this isn't as scary as I thought…"

Matlock's voice broke the silence after nearly two hours of trekking through the mountain.

Damon winced. He wasn't a superstitious person, but something about Matlock's words sent a chill down his spine.

Chapter 249: Nice Calm Mountain