The moment I caught sight of the old man in the mirror, my heart raced. I was brushing my teeth, just going through the motions, when his weathered face suddenly replaced my own reflection. Confusion washed over me as I stumbled backward, nearly dropping my toothbrush. "What the hell?" I muttered, my mind racing.
But it wasn't just the sight of this stranger that rattled me—it was the voice that followed. "You must not run away. For you once were..." It trailed off, leaving an unsettling silence in its wake.
"Who are you?" I thought, panic rising in my chest.
"I am the Shadow Blade," the voice replied, calm and steady, as if it had always been a part of me.
"Who the hell is the Shadow Blade?" I shot back, bewildered.
"It's me," the voice continued. "I am a gifted warrior from the city of Nijee. You carry my essence within you."
As disbelief swirled through my mind, I shook my head violently, trying to dispel the notion. "This can't be happening to me! I must be going crazy!" I thought, gripping the sink for support.
But deep down, a flicker of recognition ignited. The name "Nijee" echoed in my mind, a place that felt both distant and close. I could almost see it—a vibrant city with towering spires and lush gardens, a place where I had once fought valiantly to protect the innocent.
"What do you want with me?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, caught between fear and curiosity.
"Awaken, warrior," the voice urged. "You have the power to reclaim your past and harness it for the present. The Shadow League seeks to destroy what remains of our lineage. You must remember who you are."
I took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm within me. "But how? I don't even know where to start!"
"Listen to the whispers of the past," it replied. "Embrace the memories that come to you. The sword you once wielded is not merely a weapon; it is a key to unlocking your potential. Trust in the journey."
As the voice faded, I stood frozen, staring into the mirror. The old man's face flickered back into view, and for a brief moment, I felt a strange connection to him. He was not just a ghost of a past life; he was a part of me, a reminder of the strength and courage that lay dormant within.
The world outside continued on, oblivious to my internal struggle. But for me, everything had shifted. I was no longer just a kid navigating through high school; I was a warrior with a legacy, and the Shadow League would soon learn that I would not be an easy target. With determination pooling in my gut, I resolved to uncover the truth about my past and the powers within me. The journey ahead would not be easy, but I was ready to embrace my destiny.
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shadow blade
ActionKivon is a young man with a passion for drawing and comic books, but his creativity is stifled by the constant fear that haunts his life. In his neighborhood, Jin and his gang, the Shadow League, reign supreme. With their money, cars, and women, the...
