Underneath the Suit: The Fractured Vow
“Where memory fractures... the vow still stands.”
-->The name was erased. The vow wasn’t.
Beneath the suit, something awakens. Beneath the badge, something refuses.
In a fractured future where cities run on corporate lies and gods sleep beneath synthetic moons, two lives spiral toward each other—bound by blood, buried power, and a war the world tried to forget.
Ryuu Takeda, a technician in Sector 9, lives quietly—trying to shrink beneath his rage. By night, he fights in circuits like PIT, chasing rumors of his missing brother. His past is erased. His brothers are gone. Only a bloodstained watch keeps him tethered. The system marks him as dangerous. The streets whisper a name he never chose. And something inside him wants to burn through the silence.
Audrina Cromwell, an elite Eclipse enforcer, lives by protocol—until she breaks ranks to save a child. Her locket opens for the first time in years. It bleeds shadow, hums with memories not her own, and calls her by a title she doesn’t understand. Now she’s hunted for something even she can’t explain.
Cults chant forbidden names.
Knight relics tremble in the dark.
And power stirs in those, the world forgot how to control.
As divine monsters, broken myths, and AI ghosts converge on a buried truth, Ryuu and Audrina must decide if the fire inside them is inherited, stolen...or something new.
Because something ancient is bleeding through the cracks.
And someone—maybe both—is carrying a vow the world tried to erase.
A vow was broken once. The gods bled because of it.
Two lost souls who were never meant to meet.
One shattered prophecy.
And a war no one remembers—until it remembers them.
They weren’t born to save the world.
They were built to survive what comes after.
Not chosen ones—just broken ones fate failed to erase.
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Power System: AURA
Aura doesn’t awaken from destiny—it breaks loose when the soul stops kneeling.
It is defiance made visible.
The scream of will, shaped into motion.
When belief becomes will—and will becomes a weapon.
The stronger the soul, the brighter the burn.
But some flames consume.
Aura awakens when the spirit breaks its chains.
But some chains bind gods.
And some gods remember.
Suit up. Break. Burn. Become.
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Core Elements:
Cyberpunk meets Divine Horror
Dual Protagonist Psychological Spiral: underground fighter & haunted officer
No Systems. No Prompts. No Mercy
Aura vs. Borrowed Power: soul-forged will vs. divine residue
Urban Mythpunk: dreamfolds, Knight relics, shadow-driven warfare
Slow-burn convergence, fractured identities, sacred violence
Secrets that whisper before they scream
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Author’s Note:
Lo, brave reader—thou who wander’st where shadows writhe and oaths lie broken,
This be mine first tale upon the scrolls of Webnovel.
If thou seek worlds cracked with myth and power born not of birth, but of defiance—
And souls who, though torn, dare rise again—then come.
Walk with me through ruin and remembrance.
Each act shall grow in terror and truth.
What beginneth in silence shall end in flame.
Speak thy thoughts. Scribe thy theories. Share thy witness.
The crack hath opened. We fall not alone.
— ChaosKNIGHT (C.K) Ashvale
(“Oh, it feels cringe?” Aye—’tis why we keep a simpler tongue…)
This is my first Webnovel.
A slow-burn, emotional story built on identity, myth, and transformation.
If you enjoy fractured worlds, mythic systems, and broken people who rise again—I hope you stay.
Each act deepens. The fracture widens. And the fire only grows.
Feedback, comments, and wild theories are always welcome.
Let’s see how deep the cracks go.
Thanks for reading. The fracture begins now.
- I sometimes add Images in comment section(From me or From internet)
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Okay, so to be completely honest, I’m friends with the author. I was just supposed to read a few chapters to support him — but man, the story is kinda amazing. I’ve seen a glimpse of where it’s going, and trust me — if you’re into dark prophecy, broken systems, and characters who don’t get to run… this one’s going to hit hard. Underneath the Suit: The Fractured Vow isn’t just “cool worldbuilding.” It feels like something bigger. Mythpunk vibes, cities wrecked by tech, and an aura system that feeds on suffering and memory? It’s weird — in the best possible way. It’s like Cyberpunk took a detour through divine trauma and said, “Here. Try surviving this.” Would I have picked it up if I wasn’t friends with the author? Probably not. Am I glad I did? Absolutely. Add it to your reading list and Read it. You’ll get it.