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In a world on the brink of extinction, Simon is no ordinary survivor. Haunted by memories he doesn’t understand and driven by a power he can’t control, he fights demons, monsters, and the darkness within himself. But as the final war unfolds, he learns a terrifying truth: he isn’t just fighting to save humanity—he is the very force that threatens to end it all. In a battle of gods, soldiers, and desperate souls, will Simon choose redemption… or embrace the monster he was always meant to be?

Madness Echoes In The Darkness

Gasoline sloshed in the plastic containers as Simon wiped his hands on his jeans. The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the abandoned parking lot, highlighting the dust swirling around their stolen sedan.

"You still want to go there?" Lesley crossed her arms, her green eyes skeptical.

"Yes," Simon said, hefting a container into the trunk.

"Carson City's hours away!" Lesley protested. "Even if that guy's alive, he won't last until—"

"He's thirty-something," Jessica cut in, tossing a backpack into the car. "Where'd you even meet him, Simon?"

Simon slammed the trunk shut. "Long story. Just trust me."

Alucard leaned against the hood, arms crossed. *"How the hell are we driving 200 kilometers? None of us can handle 100+ kph!"*

"You doubting my driving?" Simon raised an eyebrow.

"We'll see." Simon's knuckles whitened on the car keys.

"Why risk it for one guy?" Alucard pushed off the hood. "No one would—"

"Got a better plan?" Simon snapped. "We're six people with two fancy weapons against an army. Military outposts could reverse-engineer that laser gun of yours!"

Markus nodded from the backseat. "He's got a point."

"Still feels sketchy," Alucard muttered.

Isabel suddenly waved a bloodstained map. "Guys! Found this—Placerville's circled with 'safe' written on it!"

"Doubt it." Isabel tapped the handwriting. "This is human. And no trap waits hours to ambush thirty people when they could slaughter hundreds."

"Just a feeling," Alucard grumbled.

Jessica clapped her hands. "Girls gather supplies. Markus, research routes. Simon and Alucard—get more gas."

Simon pried open another car's fuel cap while Alucard hovered, uncharacteristically quiet.

"Spit it out," Simon said, siphoning gas.

"How'd you meet that guy in Carson City?" Alucard finally asked.

"Not talking about it." Simon's jaw tightened.

"Come on! We're friends—"

Alucard kicked a pebble. ...Fine. Rate the girls, then. 1 to 10."

Simon nearly dropped the siphon. "What?"

"Isabel? Lesley? Jessica?" Alucard grinned.

"Isabel's an 8.5, Lesley's 8, and Jessica's..." Simon cleared his throat. "...A 9. Cute. Why are you sm—"

"You love her!" Alucard crowed.

"She's just cute!" Simon hurled a wrench at him.

Twelve demons surrounded the hotel—four crawlers, four brutes, two with glowing eye-sockets. And worst of all...

"My sword!" Simon hissed. A crawler was sniffing it near their wrecked car.

Alucard paled. "Left my laser gun inside..."

"Fuck!" Simon spotted the paralyzing gun in the backseat. "Lure them to the park. You get your gun—I'll get my sword."

But Simon was already sprinting, screaming:

"I'M HERE, YOU PATHETIC ROACHES! COME AND GET ME!"

A laser demon fired. The car exploded. Simon raised his shield as shrapnel rained down, then bolted toward the park, the horde howling behind him.

The Carson City Plan