QuillAndVerse

“Some shadows are not cast by the absence of light… but by something deeper within.”

In the depths of a world torn apart by bloodlines, madness, and silent wars, Kael was born without a legacy, without a name worth remembering, and without the right to dream. Raised in the forgotten layers of society, where weakness is a crime and silence is survival, he learned early that hope is a dangerous thing.

But beneath the quiet, something stirs.
Not a voice. Not a memory. Something else.
Something watching him.
Calling him.
Something he cannot name—yet.

As secrets unravel and unseen forces begin to circle, Kael finds himself entangled in threads far older and darker than he ever imagined: cults that twist the past, families that tear the earth to bury their sins, and whispers that follow him into sleep.

This is not the story of a boy seeking power.
It is the journey of someone standing on the edge—between sanity and the abyss, between what is expected… and what cannot be escaped.
And with every step forward, the light fades… and the shadows grow.

Blood Of The Shadows

The beam surged toward Kael—unrelenting, unyielding.

He couldn't move. He couldn't even open his eyes anymore. The light was blinding, and the weight of Selene's command kept his limbs paralyzed.

Two deafening blasts shook the ground, splitting the silence like a divine judgment. Kael's eyes fluttered open, sluggish and heavy, and there—standing before him—was a figure, with a long white cloak fluttering behind him like wings of serenity.

His sword, still glowing, had cleaved the devastating attack in half. The split beam struck the ground and the wall behind them, tearing through stone like paper.

His master—calm, noble Valdren—began to change. His back bulged. His muscles rippled. His form twisted, grew. His hair fell away like dead leaves in a storm.

'You too, Master?' Kael thought, rage building in his chest. 'Damn it all…'

What lies beyond the mist