This is a multimedia webnovel with giant city-crushing monsters, a valiant man who dares to fight them, a hero who loses himself on a righteous path, and a darkness which conceives a profound love. But I suck at descriptions, so I strongly encourage...
Hatasuko could feel the symphony of screaming souls inside his head fall quiet. Every lost spirit was paralyzed by the tension. A new layer of sweat suddenly arose on his flesh as he came to understand that he had no way to fight back nor somewhere to hide. He was at the mercy of the Interfectus.
"Do whatever it takes to survive. You are the only weapon that humankind has left," whispered a quiet voice from the heart of the tempest in his head.
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Hatasuko was stunned because he had hardly ever heard any coherent words from the voices in the abyss. He had never heard anything but screams. As he stood in the ashes with smoke all around him, he glanced up at the Interfectus with a defiant stare; their golden eyes glared into each other. But as soon as the Interfectus started to glow, a small object suddenly flew by his face and startled him from the certainty of his inevitable death.
"GRAB ON IF YOU WANT TO LIVE!" shouted a nearby voice.
Without waiting for an explanation or looking around to search for a reason, Hatasuko grabbed onto the rope-like object in front of his face. It was his only chance for survival. As soon as he grabbed on, he felt a powerful yank in the rope, and then it jerked his body away in the moment before the blade-arm of shadows struck the ashy ground with a burst of dirt and debris. Hatasuko was stunned by how close he had come to dying in that moment, but then his feet hit the ground, and he crash-landed with a roll. After rolling once through the ashes, Hatasuko stopped at the feet of the two people who had saved him. He glanced up through the ashy air and saw a glimpse of a woman holding a whip – the same whip that had pulled him to safety.
"Lazaro, look out!" said the woman, though her voice was quiet and shaky.
The blade of shadows suddenly slashed through the smoky air and accelerated at the woman, but a large man stepped in the way and blocked the attack with a shield. All three of them were saved at the last moment by this shield, but as Interfectus retracted its arm of shadows, Hatasuko stared up at his saviors with his eyes wide open.
"They say that its shadow blade can pierce anything in Agrideī. How were you able to deflect it?" Hatasuko asked as he stumbled onto his feet.
"I'll tell you anything you wanna know if you can survive this, boy," answered the large man as he glared at the Interfectus.
Instead of attacking again, the Interfectus turned and accelerated again toward the crowd of frightened runners. Hatasuko saw through the glow of fire that the helpless people ran toward the forest at the southern edge of the city, but they would never make it at this rate. Without wasting another second, the muscular man and the quiet girl both took off running after the demon. Hatasuko was still stunned by how close he had come to dying, so he stood still for a moment and watched them run away. The taller one was a monster of a man; every muscle in his body flexed with every step. He clenched a shield in his right hand and a warhammer in his left. They were both also equipped with a whip and a strange-looking sack at their sides, though the woman had two short swords holstered on her back.
