Истории Darkfantasyau

> "He's not grieving anymore. He's remembering." --- Jack Frost was supposed to heal. But grief doesn't always end in tears. Sometimes it hardens. Sometimes it festers. Sometimes, it becomes something else. --- After the Guardians failed to understand his pain-after they condemned Entity instead of comforting him-Jack begins to fracture. Not just emotionally. Physically. Spiritually. Reality can no longer hold him in the shape they loved. And as the silence fades, something darker steps forward. A new Entity. Not born from sorrow, but from rage. --- This is not the Jack they remember. This is a version forged in rejection, wrapped in shadows, with eyes that no longer seek permission to exist. He doesn't want to be saved. He wants to know why he was left behind. And this time, the Moon won't be able to silence him. --- > He doesn't walk in frost anymore. He walks in shadow. And it knows his name.

Shoto was the heir of the Vampire Kingdom while Katsuki was the only prince of the Werewolf Realm. They were childhood friends that always went to play together until there was a conflict between the Vampire and the Werewolf Kingdom. Both sides now are enemies and they're forbidden to meet each other anymore. One of them remember while other one not. In the story they would meet up after 10 years, they discovered who behind the conflict and the real starter of the problems, and ended the war between the two kingdoms. While that, they'll also start to develop their feelings to each other. How? Hope you guys will enjoy reading this :3

" What do you want, vampire? " a growl emitted from the werewolf's throat, his glintening fangs on display towards his enemy as his ears flattened against his ruffled and dirty ash-blonde hair. He had no intentions of showing any kind of mercy or cowardness now simply because he was alone against a seemingly rather powerful vampire- the auroma emitting from him being even more intimidating and dominating than the one of his rival who had stared down at him just hours ago. Now, that unfortunately only reminded him of how lonely he was, and of what a weak position he had set himself into. " Not quite the way to introduce yourself now, is it, puppy? " long and graceful steps made themselves present from the bushes, bringing a tall and pale man along the way, one arm behind his back and the other in a trained and graced position by his chest- not holding onto anything, but perhaps the fear of a soon dying wolf. No, puppy. He was correct- Katsuki was nothing but a small little lost pup, waiting for his demise to clash upon himself. " The name happens to be Shoto Todoroki, by all means, "

We now descend into the coldest part of the Frostbourne Saga. > It's not just about numbness. It's about disappearing. This is the lowest point. Where grief stops burning. Where frost isn't power-it's paralysis. Where Jack no longer wants to be anything at all.

And so he made himself comfortable and signaled Viktor to do the same. He smiled at his new acquaintance, who seemed to relax at Yuuri's expression. "So Viktor, tell me about you....it's not fair that you know me and I don't know anything about you..." Viktor smiled and got a bit more comfortable himself. He stretched out his hand to press it against the cool surface of the mirror again before asking Yuuri silently to do the same. When Yuuri placed his hand over Viktor's, the other boy started talking in a soft voice laced with sadness. "Once a month, when there is a full moon, I can look into your world....."

> "Grief doesn't come crashing in like thunder. It settles quietly-like frost on your bones-and waits for you to break." Three years have passed since the mirror realm collapsed. Since Entity-Jack Frost's fractured shadow, his other half-disappeared into frostbitten silence. No body. No sign. No forgiveness. The world moved on. Jack didn't. Once a Guardian of laughter and wonder, Jack now drifts like a storm with no center. His frost still paints rooftops, but it no longer sings. His eyes once sparked with mischief-now they carry the weight of what was buried beneath the lake and never returned. The Guardians whisper. He's colder. Quieter. Distant. The children feel it. Their dreams frost over with echoes of someone they don't remember... but miss anyway. But Jack can't grieve what he never understood. He can't mourn a soul he once feared. And he can't accept that the one who hated him... might've been the part of him that mattered most. This phase is not about healing. It's about refusing to. Because denial is a frost that doesn't melt. And somewhere, deep beneath the snow- > Something is still listening.

You were just an ordinary human-until one accident tore you from your world. Now, you awaken in a white void, staring into a cracked mirror. The reflection isn't yours. It's Cross Sans. Thrown into the chaotic multiverse of Undertale AUs, you inherit Cross's broken body and unstable soul. Ink Sans demands answers. Nightmare whispers temptation. The multiverse teeters on the edge of despair- and you must decide who you will become. This isn't a normal story. It's your story. At the end of every chapter, you choose the path. Will you earn Ink's trust and protect the balance of timelines? Will you surrender to Nightmare for power-and risk losing your humanity? Or will you walk a third path, rejecting both sides to forge your own destiny? Every choice changes the world. Every lie, every confession, every silence shapes whether you rise as a guardian... or fall as a monster. Your bones carry the sins of a destroyed universe. But your heart-the last fragment of your humanity-still beats with determination. Who will you be? Cross Sans... or something new? 🤍 My first interactive fiction (choice-based story) 🤍 The story would reset after ending to unlock other possible endings. 🤍 Three endings available. 🤍 12/13 chapters... 🤍 Every chapter is very short with choices at the end. 🤍 Daily update